daydrcamings·:

daniel let out a soft chuckle, glad to know that he wasn’t alone in this feeling. “ well, i have to say that i’m relieved to know there are some smart people in this place. ” he’d seen wednesday around the office a few times but had yet to really strike up a conversation. he could see that she was someone who didn’t particularly speak to all that many people, much like himself. he wanted to keep to himself. to keep out of drama or forming friendships. daniel much preferred the company of himself. he let out a heavy sigh, rolling his eyes. “ one of the worst things is that businesses like ours actually publish this shit. ” he mused with a chuckle and another shake of his head. “ we actually put this awful stuff out to the general public and ask people to pay to read it. what awful people we are. ” he teased and nodded towards her. “ at least some of us are aware of what’s good and what’s not, right? maybe we should warn people. ”

while it didn’t exactly reflect on her face, aside from a slight curl of her lips, wednesday was certainly glad that someone agreed with her. she was aware that having a job like this meant doing things you did not necessarily agree with. not just with job — any job, really. she couldn’t say she was too happy about it, but one had only limited choices here, it seemed, when she no longer had her parents around to back her up when necessary. “ people oftentimes like to read this, as you refer to it, shit, ” she said with a shrug of her shoulder, dramatically taping the enter key on the keyboard before leaning back on her chair. as convinced as she was at the beginning that there would be nobody she would be able to get along with, it turned out that someone in the office were actually, well, easy to talk to. “ trust me, i’ve tried to warn them, but i’ve been told my approach isn’t exactly customer friendly. i suppose you always end up having to bend the knee unless you’re your own boss. ”

daydrcamings·:

she shrugged her shoulders, sighing a little. “ i’m not sure what makes someone a good candidate to be a friend. i had some back home but… after a while they decided i was too weird to be around. ” after finding her brother; gwen hadn’t been shy about talking of her special dreams. not to mention that people tended to avoid herself and finney thanks to everything. “ i think i would feel better if i knew my brother was safe. he’s been in danger before and i… i felt that. i did what i could to help but now? now i can’t feel him. i can’t sense him and it’s scary. ” gwen grimaced as she looked at the other, the woman who wasn’t showing one ounce of emotion. “ sorry. don’t know why i’m rambling about all of this to you. ” she mused, waving her hand to dismiss herself. “ sorry to waste your time. ”

this was her chance to abandon the conversation. and it was tempting, too; wednesday could easily turn around and walk away without having to further engage in this. perhaps it was the way the other seemed so genuinely concerned, when speaking about her brother. something wednesday could relate to, often finding herself thinking about her own brother, and the rest of her family, hopeful that they were all alright. “ i am sure your brother is well, ” wednesday spoke, a weak attempt at comfort that she did not really know how to deliver with the lack of emotion in the tone of her voice, but hey, it was the attempt that should count, right? “ maybe you will be able to be reunited with him soon. it appears that new people arrive here at all times. ”

lcvenderhcze·:

@hhalfdoomed

HARLEY DIDN’T MEAN TO SCARE HIM. or rather – maybe she did, because.. as far as she was concerned.. well, it was fun. and yes, she had been more than bored around here - enough that she was wondering just what it was that she could do in order to get some.. excitement. right? and yes, whenever one of batsy’s little people were around – she found herself wanting to do that much, because.. well, they were entertaining enough and right now, she knew that. and so, when she spotted nighty-night (as she had taken to calling him), she moved forward quietly, stopping right behind him with a grin. “boo!” giggling like a maniac, she crossed her arms over her chest. “how yah doing, nighty-night? bet that scared yah, did it not? huh?”

one could never be sure what to expect from harley quinn. now that dick knew she was in town, a part of him naturally became slightly more wary. just in case, because, yes, she might not have been outright bad, certainly not as bad as the joker was ... at the same time, dick was well aware how unpredictable she could have been. and, so, for her sake, in order to maintain good relationships, dick dramatically brought one hand to his chest, eyes closed momentarily for a good effect. “ oh, yeah, you scared me, ” he said, just a hint of sarcasm in his tone. it wasn’t often that they’d met outside of costumes, but this whole town was sort of unusual in its own way, right? “ good to see you, harley. what’cha doing walking around scaring folks like that? ”

daydrcamings·:

ben let out a sigh of relief. so perhaps his idea wasn’t as odd as he thought it may be. “ hey, that’s something, right? at least i’m not totally a lost cause. ” he teased with a soft smile. he shrugged then, agreeing with him. “ i suppose that’s true. if i’m not hurting anyone, i don’t see why anyone else’s opinion would matter all that much. ” though it was hard to live like that when he’d had so long under the thumb of his father. being forced to do things he wasn’t all that happy with. “ you say that.. but you don’t know what i’m wanting to do! i could be planning to steal something or… graffiti the walls of the palace or something! ” ben taunted as he let out a chuckle. “ i wouldn’t, obviously, but i appreciate you being kind. ”

“ oh, well, if you’re planning to steal something or graffiti the walls of the palace ... then i just hope justice will find you. who knows, maybe one of those superheroes will step in and stop you from doing something like that? which, by the way, you might end up regretting later. spoke like a true former cop, but trust me. ” there was no real threat in dick’s voice, more of a hint of teasing, really. he doubted the other would be someone that’d willingly get in trouble just for the sake of getting into trouble. especially if he was talking about starting anew or something like that. “ so, you know. might wanna start easy. pick up a new hobby or something? a legal one. ”

daydrcamings·:

@hhalfdoomed

it was really the first time that frigga had the opportunity to explore midgard. although she supposed she should get used to calling it earth. she was currently inside the museum, admiring the exhibits, learning about humanity as she went along. “this place truly is remarkable.” frigga admitted as she noticed somebody was beside her. “i think this is a wonderful idea for everyone who is a little lost in this place.” either from another time, planet or whatever else it may be. “london is surprising me with each passing day!”

nowadays, it seemed that people just preferred to be left alone, no matter where they were. which was understandable, of course, and steven had to learn to respect that. it wasn’t always easy, but hey, being told to shut up so many times would do that to a guy. so when he heard someone’s voice only a few feet away from him, supposedly willing to conversate, steven was immediately by other’s side, hands behind his back to take a better at what she had been looking at. “ right? trust me, there’s more where that came from. frankly, the way it had been obtained might not have been ideal, but, oh, well. it’s nice to look at least, right? ” he gestured to his right. “ i’d definitely recomment checking out the west wing, too, it holds some of my favorite stuff. ”

daydrcamings·:

@hhalfdoomed

“i have to be honest… this place? not as great as i thought it was.” mysaria had moved here when she was a teenager, or at least… that’s what the fake memories had told her. growing into an adult in london? well, it had it’s good moments but there were also a fair share of negatives. however lately? she had to admit that there were less positives. “do you know what i had someone call me the other day?” she scoffed as she thought back to it. “a fucking wench. also lovingly implied that all i’m good at is sexual favours.” mysaria grit her teeth, shaking her head. “can you believe such dickheads actually exist?”

finally someone that did not seem to be all eager about being able to start new here, or happy to explore all the opportunities london had to offer. sure, marc had seen places that way were more shitty than this, but he was certain it was far less ideal than some might want to believe here. he looked up upon hearing the other’s voice, expression not really changing aside from a small furrow of his brows. people said all things they never should have been saying; some worse than other. “ honestly? yeah, ” he said, leaning back on his seat, turning to look at the other. “ people are the worst. you shouldn’t listen to them, they say all kinds of dumb shit. unless it’s someone you care about, i guess. ”

ofthecosmos·:

— closed starter for MARC SPECTOR ( @hhalfdoomed )

The mist was clearing from her muddled mind, Yelena could only remember bits and pieces but still. It was more than what she had thought she had known. Just another hired assassin for someone who remains nameless. Perhaps that was the reason for her visit, she had been looking for someone - a blur in her memory and there were enough people roaming here it seemed like a decent prospect. Lithe and silent, she moves through the crowd only to come to a complete stop. Deciding her only form of concealment comes from the man in front of her. Using him as a shield of sorts to block her from view, “ Just act casual and this will all be over soon. ”

at this point, it really shouldn’t have been that much of a surprise how often weird stuff kept happening around here. so having someone that he didn’t exactly recognize coming up to him with such a vague request, marc didn’t react in the way most people probably would and panic. instead, he just looked at the other, eyebrows raised in both amusement and curiosity. “ sure thing, yeah, ” he said, one arm reaching to wrap around her shoulder to make the whole act more casual. he wasn’t going to turn around to look whether someone was observing them, but he assumed that was the whole point of it. “ you got someone looking for you here? want me to give you a kiss as well to make it look like we’re really in love? ”

lcvenderhcze·:

@hhalfdoomed

“HEY, MAN! you work here, right?” the gym was the one and only place in which damian could feel like himself and.. right now, he was pretty damn sure that was never going to change. after all, it was home for him and always had been – boxing was what he did and how he got to where he was supposed to be and so, he wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. after all - perhaps he didn’t have everything that his former best friend did - not the perfect family or anything of the sort, but.. he had himself and right now, that was going to have to be enough. right? “sorry. didn’t mean to startle you or some shit - i’m dame. mostly over the boxing ring.”

generally, dick took notice of the people around the gym when they were someone that’d show up on regular basis, whether it was someone that worked there or a regular visitor. maybe it was partly due to him being overall paranoid, maybe it was curiosity. maybe it was both. so when he heard someone calling to him and he turned to see the person that was talking, he wasn’t met with a completely unfamiliar face. boxing wasn’t exactly dick’s go to activity, but he’d been trained in possibly every sort of self-defense and martial art ever back during his robin days, this particular one wasn’t something he enjoyed too much. though maybe it was something he could look into more, given how it provided an easy way to get out some of the unnecessary energy dick always felt around him. “ no, you’re fine, ” dick spoke with a small smile, but it was a friendly one. “ i know, i’ve seen you around, you look like you know what you’re doing. i’m dick. ” 

lcvenderhcze·:

“YOU DID? SO.. WE WERE BASICALLY NEIGHBORS WITHOUT KNOWING IT? i love that. well, i was a lot cooler back then.” hope commented, hoping to get a grin out of him, because.. right now - as far as she was concerned, dick was a friend. he was someone that she considered a friend ever since the first time that they had met and.. well, that was the truth. hope didn’t have a lot of those these days but… yes, for the few that she had - she valued them. especially now that she had lost… well, a lot. she still didn’t know how to get back everything that she had lost, but.. right now, she was trying. with everything that she had, because.. how could she not? “i hope so. especially since i will be around my family. well, it’s just my dad and my mom, but.. having her around is nothing sort of a miracle,” and it was another reason to smile. something else that had brought a smile to her face. “and thank you. with all the trouble that i get into? think that i might need some patching up sometime soon.”

“ yeah, i guess? i didn’t grow up there but it was a way for me to run away from home. sort of. i just had a falling out with my dad and decided it was time to pack my stuff and leave. i was a lot more angsty then, what can i say. ” the smile on dick’s face did not quite reach his eyes, but that was not a phase of his life that was pleasant to talk about. surely not to dump it all on hope, either, when she herself was not in an ideal situation right now. it made dick wonder just how long everyone will be recovering from the whole gala disaster. surely some longer than others. “ yeah, no worries. just enjoy the time with your mom and dad and whenever you feel like hanging out, i’m your guy. even if it doesn’t require patching up, i’ve heard i’m not too bad of a company. ”

lcvenderhcze·:

THOR HAD DEALT WITH MANY.. DIFFERENT PEOPLE, over the years. in fact, considering he had dealt with loki for over a century, perhaps something could have said about him and about the fact that he must now have been perfect to deal with all these sort of things and right now.. yes, he believed so. then again, something told him that the other was not just different – that she did not belong here, anymore than he did. not at all and not in the slightest and yes, perhaps that left him a little eager to find out more. “oh, i would! i quite enjoy a glass of warm milk! it helps soothe the mind, or so i’ve gathered,” and yet, thor found himself frowning for a little bit. “and what assumptions? do you mean to tell me that you are not a young midgardian child? your height and appearance to indicate that much. or are you some sort of mage who has used magic to make sure she does not age?” he tapped his fingers against his chin, trying to figure that out, because.. well, right now - the look on his face probably showed just how confused he really was. “well, no? not exactly? he also has stabbed me a couple of times and and turned me into a snake, but.. well, we’re over that now. frankly - think it’s made us grow closer as siblings.” he gave a well humored laugh at that, before bending down a little bit, so he could get to look at her. “a water coming right up, little one. would you prefer it to be cold?”

wednesday watched him, hopeful that he would just shut up. clearly, that was not going to be the case, and it appeared that she would just have to suffer through this unless she would decide to leave. “ i can completely understand why your brother felt the need to stab you, or turn you into a snake, ” she said, eyes narrowing a bit. she had no clue what exactly went on between this man and his brother, but if he was being this insufferable and annoyingly chatty in every situation, then the actions were, in her opinion, completely justified. “ i used to put my brother into an electric chair when he would annoy me, but over time he just started to enjoy it so it no longer surved the purpose, ” wednesday added, automatically shifting backwards slightly when he would lean closer towards her, an attempt to put more distance between them. generally speaking, she could see he was an attractive man, but that did not mean she wanted him that close to her. “ cold. so i can throw it right into your face if you refer to me as little one again, big guy. ”

lcvenderhcze·:

@hhalfdoomed

BECK KNEW THAT SHE COULD BE SEEN BY OTHERS AS.. THE CHEERFUL TYPE. and yes, even after everything that she had been through - she didn’t and would never want to lose that side of her personality, because.. as far as she was concerned - it meant the world to her and always would, that was for sure. no, she didn’t know just how it was that she had ended up in town with a book published underneath her name but.. well, much like her mysterious return to life – that was not something that she wanted to linger on for that long. not at all and not in the slightest, that was for sure. still, she was on her way to writing a second book and of course, it needed to be read and gotten through, before it could even hit the shelves. “hi! you’re wednesday, right? i love your little braids - they’re so cute!” not knowing if she was pushing a boundary or not but being classic beck - she moved forward, ruffling the other’s hair. “anyways, i’m beck - i think it’s you who is supposed to read the second volume of my book? obviously an author here and already have one book published.”

it was somewhat enjoyable that she was getting paid for poiting out other people’s mistakes. to a certain extent. at the same time, it also meant that said people would sometimes show up in person and wanted to discuss it. she wished she could avoid confrontation, but tessa made it clear that she needed to be at least a little bit social. which meant wednesday had to suffer through people showing up before her, sometimes looking more friendly than she would like to see. “ please do not touch me, ” she replied, unable to predict that the other was going to reach and touch her. who even did that any more? not even her own father, after he attempted that one and ended up with a mark of his daughter’s teeth on his forearm back when wednesday was a child. “ possibly. i do no remember the names. what is it about? ”

daydrcamings·:

@hhalfdoomed

“You’re in the shot.” Lydia called out to the person who had just stepped straight in front of her camera. “Can’t you see the hugeass tripod set up here?” She huffed, gesturing towards her equipment. “Can you please just scooch over to the right a little and let me take this? It’s the last one I need to get before I can call it a night.” Lydia had accepted a job on wildlife. Not her usual work but it paid the bills, right? “Unless you would like to be my latest subject, of course? I’m sure you’ll photograph perfectly.”

it wasn’t often that wednesday wasn’t attention to her surroundings. sometimes, though, even she ended up with her head in the clouds. she’d never admit it, not out loud. it was easier to shift the blame to whoever the other party was. she took a step back upon hearing someone’s voice, backtracking, only now noticing the setup that the other had there, supposedly to take pictures of ... whatever it was that seemed interesting enough to photograph. “ me? i don’t think so, ” wednesday said with just the tiniest of grimaces on her face. a pause, and then she spoke up again. “ what are you taking pictures of? ”

daydrcamings·:

@hhalfdoomed

“i’ve been thinking… i may end up working on a bit of a bucket list for myself.” ben explained with a soft chuckle. “i mean, when i died; i was just a kid. a kid with a very unconventional family who didn’t get to do muchnormal stuff. so i kinda wanna experience things like that but also experience things i missed out on as i grew up. if that makes any sense?” ben mused, cocking his head at the other. “i mean.. this is my chance to live my life how i want to, right? to experience things that i like and find out what i don’t?” even if he didn’t get to experience said things with his family, which broke his heart. “or is that just… weird?”

“ you know, i don’t think a bucket list sounds like a bad idea at all, ” dick mused, nodding along to his own words. if anything, it made sense, to someone like him as well — he’d been facing death since a very young age, and had people around him who died and then returned; only their issues usually ran way too deep to even consider doing a restart of some sorts. he thought he could perhaps have one, too, upon the arrival here, but it soon turned out that there was no way for him to ever give up the kind of life he’d been led to ever since he’d first crossed the treshold of batman’s home as a child. so, no, maybe it would not for dick, but he could at least encourage the other. “ not weird. i mean, even if someone might find it weird, why would it matter? if you wanna do things you’ve had no chance to do before, just have at it. i’m fully supporting you. ”

daydrcamings​:

working for a publishing company was not where he expected his life to go. but then he hadn’t expected to be put in a jigsaw trap and have to suffer through trauma for the rest of his life. daniel kept to himself most of the time but… he did allow himself to socialise somewhat with those he worked alongside. wednesday… she was different and he appreciated that about her. “sometimes i wonder how people actually think they can write.” he groaned as he rubbed his chin, unable to concentrate any further on the book in front of him. “it’s like a damn child writes some of these, they’re so awful.”

it was impossible to completely avoid human interaction while in the office but soon enough wednesday realized that some people she could tolerate a little more than others. that made the whole experience slightly more bearable, too, though her reactions were still a little belated when someone would just initiate a small talk with her during the day. even if it was work-related, she would still wonder how some people could actually enjoy it and engage in such activity willingly. dark hues rose from the computer screen before her, searching for the source of the rhetorical question, knowing the other might not even have been expecting an answer. when it came to complaining about others’ lack of talent, though, it was slightly easier to respond. “ yes, they definitely think they can write, ” wednesday said, fingers hovering above the keyboard as she paused. “ that is the worst part of it. the genuine belief that they are real writers while submitting this rubbish. ”

lcvenderhcze·:

“WELL… I CAN’T SEE WHY THAT IS. you look like a lovely little lady - even if i can’t think of why you would want to find yourself in a bar. in here, you see… alcoholic beverages are drank. nothing for someone your age. although, i could find you a glass of chocolate milk, if that is what you prefer?” she looked to be lost and yes, perhaps anyone else would have ran away at the fact that she looked a little scary but then again, thor was used to worse and if anything, it just made him giggle. truly. in fact, she reminded him of loki and the way that his brother seemed keen in terrifying most people and.. right now, that made him want to laugh even more. “i see. so you’re one of those midgardians who tend to overthink everything? relax! i know you’re not old enough to drink, but.. maybe.. i can bring you a juice box? something else? a glass of warm milk and some cookies?” that was what you gave young children, correct? not that thor would know - love always seemed to want to eat what would piss him off. “woah! that sure as odin reminded me of my brother. you’d like him. bit on the short side as well. dramatic as anyone could ever be. also likes to give me that kind of look and that same kind of.. threat, but.. that’s not nice. how will you ever make friends?”

if there was something wednesday could not stand, it was when someone was being condescending. oftentimes it was intentional, directed at her because of her gender or age or appearance, although something told her that this guy simply had no idea how to act normal. like he just came from a different time period or something, and, well, given all the strange things that had been happening as of late, that might as well had been true. she thought she could perhaps tolerate his odd way of speaking and habits, but that decision was off the table the moment he mentioned a juice box. which, overall, certainly would have been a nicer offer than whatever alcoholic bewerages they were serving here, but she was aware it was an attempt to underline her position of a child in this encounter. only she did not want to cause a scene of any kind here at a public place, knowing certainly there had to be some security around that would eventually escort her outside. “ perhaps you should drink the warm milk yourself, you’re acting childishly when you are making assumptions based on the way i look,” wednesday said instead, only a slight frown passing her unamused expression. “ if you speak to your brother in the same manner, i completely understand why he would threaten you. ” she paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “ now please, i’d like my water. ”  

daydrcamings·:

eleanor smiled softly at him. perhaps this place wouldn’t be all that bad to adjust to. “ well, something tells me that you have a good head on your shoulders. smart. perhaps you will be able to avoid trouble. ” she teased with a wiggle of her brows. eleanor often shocked people when she explained her job. most could never understand why she had opted for such a role when she could’ve just as easily gone down the doctor route. “ you’ve surprised me, i must say. i think you’re one of the first not to be totally disgusted and look at me as though i’m crazy when i’ve told them what i do. ” she admitted with a chuckle. she clicked her tongue. “ ah. i can see why. most are not overly interested in their surroundings. usually leading them to me. ” a joke, of course. “ what made you go for a security role? ”

a good head on your shoulders. that claim nearly made him laugh, nearly, because obviously this stranger couldn’t really tell at first glance what sort of things had recently been going through said head. no, having dealt with a whole ass identity crisis probably wasn’t something one would just bring up in casual conversations. “ avoid trouble? right, if only. seems like trouble finds me more often than i’d like. ” and, alright, maybe that was not entirely true right now — things had been relatively calm, up until the point when that iron-suited guy nearly killed everyone at the gala. oh, and when his supposed wife showed up that he had no recollection of. “ yeah — you know, everyone’s gotta have a job. some are just more gross than others, but you gotta do what you gotta do, right? ” marc offered a shrug, not at all bothered by what she had so far mentioned about her job. it wasn’t like his own work history had been in any way ideal, and he tended to leave out the mercenary part out of the cv. “ uh, let’s just say it’s something similar to what i’ve been doing before. except then it was slightly less legal. ”

lcvenderhcze​:

“WOAH. HADN’T THOUGHT ABOUT IT THAT WAY, so.. thank you? the weather really sucks around these parts. what i wouldn’t give for another five minutes of the san francisco sun. now, that is what i call a good weather.” dick had always been someone that hope enjoyed being around and right now - she didn’t see that changing anytime soon. he always knew the right thing to say and yes, she appreciated that more than she would have ever begun to say, that was for sure. right? as of now, she knew that very well. how could she not? in fact - with work.. she didn’t have a lot of friends in here and so, it was good to have people who understood. people who gave a damn about her. that meant the world - it really did. “just a few days. no changes, so.. doctor doesn’t see any point in keeping me here.”

“ yeah, where i grew up it didn’t get much different than here, so i know what i’m talking about. awful weather, awful atmosphere overall. san francisco sure was nicer though, i’ve lived there for a little while. used to work there. ” dick wasn’t sure if operating with a team of mostly-underaged vigilantes at that time was something he should be calling a job but it wasn’t like he could exactly tell hope about that line of business he was still a part of in some way. or maybe he could, because she did seem to be someone he could perhaps trust with this sort of information at some point in the future, but certainly not right now when she was still recovering from her injuries. “ i’m sure you can manage a few more days. it’s always easier at home, the recovery might even be faster, yeah? please don’t hesitate to let me know if you need anything. i mean, i might not know how to perform surgery but i’m plenty skilled at patching people up. me and my brothers were up to a lot of trouble as kids. ” and as adults, too, but he did not add that.