002. ✝ voice.

[crossbearing]

( The speaker, whoever she is, speaks with perfect English, but she's got a pretty strong Sicilian accent; she plays it up, a little. It helps to have another barrier between herself and when she's Huntress. Helena has no need to sound anywhere near so rough and terrifying, save for when she's living up to her last name.)

It looks like I chose a bad time to get acquainted with the city. ( A beat, and maybe you can hear that wryness in her smile. ) Or, maybe the city chose a bad time to get acquainted with me.

( Really. She could imagine more ridiculous accusations at home, though she tries not to let the slow-burning and eternal irritation show; and she's good at that, at the very least.

Hardly a moment to breathe, let alone think, since she got here. Spoiler being alive, Grayson being Robin, and then plague, bombs-- no, she's really not had much time to get a feel for the place. Using this thing seems to be the done thing, though, and at the very least, is a means for keeping tabs on people, known or otherwise. )

I imagine, with all the rebuilding that everyone will be busy for quite a while. Are there any programs that need support staff, right now? I'm a history teacher, at home.

( Let's see what we get. There's no time like the present, right? )

Comments

ALL the private

[crossbearing]

( Things Helena hates: smug men.

Smug men who are trying to work an angle against her. Smug men who are trying to undermine her. )

You're barking up the wrong tree, and then you insult me with Exsilium's excuse for coffee.

( nope nope nope )

[5055034455]

[It's not so much that he's actively trying to undermine her — this is just how he's used to doing business. Because he can't just ask straight-up questions; that'd be silly.]

I'm barking up the tree that tells me no Gothamite in these parts is just a civilian. What about lunch?

[crossbearing]

( She might never forgive him for putting her on the spot like this; for, in essence, demanding her identity from her, trying to pin her down and say exactly what she is. As if admitting such a thing would not have consequences, as if it should be easy. He acts as it should be nothing, and as if he has a right to know.

In Gotham, doctors and nurses leave your masks, because they know how things are meant to be done. They understand the sanctity of it. )

I'm not interested.

[5055034455]

Okay, okay.

[He'll back off. See? Easy.

All this has done, in his mind, is pretty much confirm that there's something she's not telling him. But the weird thing is? He's not all that interested, anyway. Curious, sure, but not enough to keep pushing like he normally would.]

Sorry. [Genuine.] I get it. That was out of line.

[crossbearing]

Consider the implications of your accusations in future.

( As if she's simply concerned about what the rumours of her being a vigilante might mean for her teaching career, for her as a person, and not the reality of it. )

[5055034455]

Does this mean Scrabble is out of the question?

[Saul.]

[crossbearing]

( And that is the melodic sound of her hanging up on him.


Just wait until she finds out they are corridor neighbours. It'll ruin her ability to exit truly effectively. )