@Alfred Pennyworth Jaina felt an all too familiar twinge of excitement at being invited in. This was always the best part. The chase. The cat and mouse game of who would catch who first. And it was all the better when she was the only one so far to know that the game had started. She resisted the urge to jump through the doors after Alfred, forcing herself to calm down as she took striding steps into the entry way of the mansion, glancing around to the regal decorations surrounding her. It was dimly lit, contrary to the front porch where she had been well illuminated for the most part. The orange glow of the hallway lights reflected on each sparkle of her dress. With her clutch still held firmly in her hands she stood a little straighter, trying to take in as much of the area as she possibly could so she could bring whatever information back to her source as she could. "Thank you," she said as she was invited to the living room. The walk down to the room was a long, quiet one, the sound of her heels hitting the floor and Alfred's shoes harmonizing with the clilck clack of her own the only sound. The living room was even grander than the entry hall though and she marveled at every detail on the furniture and walls. Spinning around to take a look she only turned back when Alfred offered her a drink. "Why yes, a drink would be rather pleasant," she agreed, nodding her head and turning it away from the man just in time to hide her coy grin. "Have you been with Bruce for long? I know he's mentioned you quite a bit in our conversations. I was curious to meet you but you appear to be a lot older than Bruce had depicted you."
@ Grayson arkham city we need batman as well.. cobblepot is working with my sister black fire I think they are planning on bombing it!
damian needs us *eyes glow a bright emerald green as I worry about my friend*
@White Rabbit She seemed nice enough, from what the butler could tell. Posture that of an aristocrat, combined with a tone of voice that spoke of nice living. "Well, Miss Jina Min, I can assure you that this is the correct address." he replied, though did find it quite strange that she was even questioning who's mansion this was. There weren't very many to get confused with around these parts. Perhaps she was just an out-of-towner, one of the most plausible explanations. Alfred didn't normally allow strangers into the house unless Bruce went over it with him first. "He's not yet arrived back." When she even requested to be let inside Alfred faced a bit of a dilemma. To let her in with chances of something going wrong, or leave her out in the cold? Either option didn't seem very good. If Bruce had invited her... Alfred couldn't be 100% percent sure based on her word but it's not like he could let her stand outside and wait. "Of course," Pulling the door open further he made room to allow the woman inside, letting an accommodating smile grace his features. "Please, come in. If you'll follow me the living room is just down this hall. Would you like something to drink?" After shutting the door once she was inside Alfred motioned for her to follow, hoping his decision was the right one. He supposed that if she was here to do something bad he could take care of it well enough on his own - but, the mess he'd have to take care of. Alfred almost sighed at the thought. If he was lucky this would be just another meeting between Bruce and his acquaintance.
@Alfred Pennyworth There was no time to show surprise. Jina knew how to handle at least that emotion. She kept a calm look on her face, staring up through her eyelashes and catching the porch light with the side of her face as she faced off with a younger man. His voice wasn't as deep as she had imagined, nor was his face as old as she had pictured, but there was a wisdom that only came with age in the man's eyes. A shallow smile built on her face as she held her clutch lightly in front of her with two hands. "Why yes, hello," she breathed, feigning innocence that would have fooled the average person. Something about this man though made her wonder whether he was as average as she had made him out to be. Working with Bruce required some sort of extraordinary power after all. "My name is Jina, Jina Min to be exact. I met Bruce a while back but we recently reacquainted at the charity ball. I was told to come meet him back at his place. This is the right address isn't it?" She kept her tone soft, warm, inviting and naively aloof. It was a trait she had learned to master in order to get what she wanted. Be compliant and make them think they're the ones doing a favour when you're in charge all along. It had been a trick of her father's, though he used it for business, and Jina used it for... Well, for slightly different things. "I do hope I'm not disturbing you but may I come in? It's cold out and I forgot my jacket."
@White Rabbit Late. He was always late, coming home from these charity balls and such. Alfred used to berate the man for keeping him up after hours but a certain peace came over the house when the butler was alone. Bruce claimed it was due to the younger body - Alfred fired back with a reasoning that was simply "you're out of my hair for more than 5 minutes." To which both of them share a muted laugh and then it's right back to business. At this very moment he was wiping down the long dinner table from a gathering previously held in the morning - a rare occasion where Bruce and his proteges would converse outside of battle. It's no surprise that a large mess had been made considering all of them were emotionally stunted since childhood. He sighed, throwing the rag down the laundry shoot and wiping his hands together before a knock was heard ringing through the hall. For a moment, Alfred was puzzled. If it was Bruce that had arrived he normally didn't knock. Had he invited a guest to the house this evening? Making his way to the front entrance, adjusting his suit while he was at it, Alfred pulled away the lock and gently drew the door inward. At the sight of a woman he'd never met before, dressed in a gown that dictated a higher status, Alfred concluded that she must be here to see Bruce. "May I help you?"
@Alfred Pennyworth The sun had already fallen by the time Jina made her way to the large, double doors that served as the entrance to the Bruce Wayne Manor. This was a bit of a surprise visit on her part, but she'd been conversing with Bruce long enough to know that she was interested in him and that she wanted to see what was behind these tall walls. She had an inkling that she was feeding by coming here. There was something more to the man in the suit. The eyes she could always recognize. And she had seen them many times before as she'd called out over her shoulder, "Catch me if you can." They had taken separate vehicles, having their drivers bring them over. But Jina was early. She waved her driver off back to the limo she had rode in to the charity ball and walked the long, winding path by herself. And now she waited. Long, dark hair falling down her back on her strapless, backless white gown decked out in sequins. A certain angle under light made the garment flare up to life and she admired it by running one hand over the material as she waited for her knock to be answered. Maybe she'd finally meet the famed Albert who Bruce spoke so highly of.
I'm sorry but Tim will be leaving. I feel like somebody who can rp him better would be a better choice. I've lost my muse and my health isn't doing so well but I did enjoy it here. Thanks for eveyrthing
I'm sorry, but i'm going to have to dip as barbara...I'm a dc starter, and I'd like to know more about dc before I throw myself into a dc roleply-
(': Thank you for having me though!