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Post by Joker on Jun 8, 2013 23:06:27 GMT 2
"Someone once told me, 'You can't spend your life jumping out of planes.' and I laughed it off..." He looked at his hand still wrapped and healing from getting his fingers lopped off. "Well, to be honest, me being happy and doing this for you aren't mutually exclusive. Truth be told, I'm starting to feel everything and with how deep I was in, I don't want to do that again. The line between working for the good guys and working for the criminals began to bleed away. Half the people I worked for thought I flipped, a quarter of the others knew I was still batting for the good guys, and the other quarter didn't even know I existed."
He looked down at the plate and poked his food in silence before looking up again, "The agency will always be keeping an eye on me now that I'm no longer an official player. Chances are they'll call me from time to time, probably threaten me, might even force me to do something. But they know what I'm capable of now, they won't try to clean me again. But it works both ways, they will protect me from other agencies, people I've pissed off, and whatever loose ends I had they will tie up." He shrugged, "Thats the long and the short of it love, and the complete story of what is to come."
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Post by Faye Perez on Jun 9, 2013 13:43:23 GMT 2
She sat there silently, listening to him, her dark hues locked on his features as she listened to him speaking. Part of her wanted to hear this. She wanted to know he wasn’t doing this for her persay but because he knew he couldn’t continue doing everything he had been doing. Another part of her though didn’t want to listen to any of it. Listening to his words just reminded her of everything they had been through, everything that had happened to him, a startling reminder of just how much time they had lost and just how badly the life had affected him, just as much as the bandages on his hand screamed dangerous.
Licking her lips she let out a deep sigh, nodding her head as she looked to him, her dark eyes shining as she looked to him. “Okay” drawing her lower lip between her teeth she let a smile cross her lips as she looked to him. “No matter what happens im going to be there right by your side. The way I should have been all this time” With a smile she took another bite of the breakfast selection “”I mean how many people get to reinvent themselves right?”
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Post by Joker on Jun 9, 2013 23:37:56 GMT 2
"Um...Ironic choice of words in reference of someone like me. How many times can a person re-invent themselves is the real question." He chuckled breaking the tension and holding up his hand to get the waitress's attention. "Hot tea please, strong." He smiled as the waitress walked off and looked back at his fiance. "Love, I'm rich, I have a low profile now, and I wasn't just 'let go' like some people are. The way I'm looking at it now. If I have to do a favor to keep things simple, I will. But they know I only can be used so much now before I turn them down. I trained half these guys but they just because I gave them all they know, I didn't give them all I know. Also, whats the worse an english teacher can do against them?" He smiled showing that he already had the angles worked out. "We got this m'love. You and I against the world." He held up his fork with a buttermilk pancake skewered on it, slowly he moved it towards her mouth. "We attack at dawn!"
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Years Old
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Post by Faye Perez on Jun 11, 2013 12:07:10 GMT 2
A gentle laugh fell from her lips at his words nodding her head “Okay, we get to invent ourselves, together” Her dark eyes sparkling as she looked at him. Biting the inside of her lip she let out a deep breath as she just looked at him for the longest moment. She often found herself wondering how they had gotten together, but she didn’t regret a moment of it. The saying really was true with them. You couldn’t help who you fell in love with, and as much as people thought it was out there, Faye really did love him.
“See your life won’t be boring” She stated reaching forward to break into a pancake, squeezing some syrup on top of it. Licking her lips she listened to him intently, he knew how to sooth her nerves. She was more worried about what would happen to him, than what could possibly happen to her. A musical laugh fell from her lips and she reached forward, taking a bite out of the pancake, savouring the taste before licking her lips to get the last remains of her mouth. “So how many times have you reinvented yourself?” Her brow quirking with interest as she reached for her coffee, “Oh we’re coming here again, this place makes the best coffee”
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Post by Joker on Jun 15, 2013 23:10:45 GMT 2
Nick smiled and closed his eyes in thought, "Ones I had to create from scratch, thirteen in different countries. Agency created...that's a lot." He opened his eyes and looked around slowly to make sure no one was watching. "I started off in a program called Wraith. They take potential candidates and fake their deaths. Problem is the deaths are really convincing. I was clinically dead for about fourtyfive minutes, buried in a semi coma." He looked around again, "Was pulled up about thirty minutes after the funeral was dismissed." He wondered if she had came to the funeral or not for a brief moment. "Made it easier for the family to think I was dead, I was told they opened the top for my mom." His eyes looked down at the table for a moment then back up to Faye's. "I don't think my parents would ever approve of the things I've done." He smirked. "From there I was given a handle and a job to do. I was Joker. Based off the Batman character. My mission was to turn other people, flip them on their friends and family, just like the namesake. I got into peoples heads and got them to trust me." He blinked and shook his head. "Kinda like what I did to Brian."
He took a moment to let this all sink in before continueing. "Ironic, if I had stayed around with the crew, I would have called Brian out and proven it then a whole lot of this wouldn't have happened. Jessie would be alive, Mia would still be dodging Vince, Dom would probably be married somewhere ritzy with Letty and well..." He looked around the diner slowly, his eyes glassed over in thought. "Then again, we wouldn't be here huh? I'd probably be dodging bullets from the cops with Brian trying to pull me over." He laughed a bit louder then intended.
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