ladyconundrum

thepaladinofgothamcity asked:

(assuming it's David's bed.) "Um... Ma'am... you're in the wrong room..."

ladyconundrum answered:

"Huh? Whaaa-?" Her eyes flicker open slowly then suddenly widen when she realises she’s tiredly stumbled into the wrong flat, "awwww crap!"

ladyconundrum:

thepaladinofgothamcity:

ladyconundrum:

She shakes her head as she pulls on a shirt, “no sorry, I just fell through the window and fell right to sleep. And I ain’t afraid o’ no puppies.”

He sighs. “Do you need help.” He said, having noticed the scrapes.

She shakes her head, she was used to getting into scraps with the police, everything she needed was in her flat next door. “I’ll be fine, I’m used to trouble, thanks anyway.”

"… Alright." He said, letting her leave before sighing at his bloodstained sheets. "… Fantastic."

12percentofaplan

12percentofaplan:

thepaladinofgothamcity:

12percentofaplan:

thepaladinofgothamcity:

@12percentofaplan

"… Nice mask." He said.

"Thanks man."

"Nice ninja thing you got going on there"

He looked at the rather heavy armor and exoskeleton he wore. “… THis… isn’t exsactly ninja in any way… unless the term for ninja has changed from shadow warriors to walking battle tanks.” He said.

"Everyone’s a smart ass."

"What do you need all the armor for huh? You like one of these one man vigilantes?"

"Pretty much, yeah. At least to shrug off smaller arms fire." He said, smiling under his mask. "Name’s Paladin…" He said, holding out a hand.

taloness

becketted:

atheistj:

Hey, hey guys. It’s Brett’s interpretation that Ward didn’t shoot the dog. If you think he didn’t, that’s awesome. If you think he did, that’s awesome. But more importantly,

WHO CARES IF HE KILLED A DOG HE KILLED VICTORIA HAND.

OMG WHY ARE THEY PEOPLE STILL GOING ON ABOUT THE FUCKING DOG. I MEAN DOGS ARE NICE BUT JFC HE KILLED VICTORIA HAND, HE PRETTY MUCH DECAPITATED KOENIG, HE KILLED WE DON’T KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE AT THE HUB, HE HELPED TORTURE COULSON, HE HELPED THE PEOPLE WHO SHOT SKYE, HE HELPED KEEP ACE PETERSON KIDNAPPED, HE SHOT POLICEMEN, HE KILLED THE POOR DUDES IN THE FRIDGE, HE SET A LOT DANGEROUS CRIMINALS FREE, HE STOLE DEATHLY WEAPONS FOR HYDRA, HE KIDNAPPED AND TERRORIZED SKYE, HE SENT FITZSIMMONS TO THEIR DEATHS, HE DUBCONNED MAY AND THEN TRIED TO CUT HER SKULL OPEN, HE THREATENED TO RAPE SKYE

IF YOU CARE MORE ABOUT A DOG THAN ABOUT ALL THIS THERE IS A SERIOUS PROBLEM WITH YOU

WHO CARES IF A NAZI SHOT A DOG OR IF HE DIDN’T

ladyofthunder

ladyofthunder:

thepaladinofgothamcity:

ladyofthunder:

thepaladinofgothamcity

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"—hello"

"… Hey." He simply said. "… Any reason for the nordic hammer?"

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"—-You speak of Mjolnir?" She glances to her side before resting a hand on the handle of her hammer. "She is my weapon, I keep her close in case I need to battle."

"Mjolnir?" He said. "The actual Mjolnir, or is it just a name?" He asked, raising an eyebrow under his goggles.

ladyconundrum

thepaladinofgothamcity asked:

(assuming it's David's bed.) "Um... Ma'am... you're in the wrong room..."

ladyconundrum answered:

"Huh? Whaaa-?" Her eyes flicker open slowly then suddenly widen when she realises she’s tiredly stumbled into the wrong flat, "awwww crap!"

ladyconundrum:

thepaladinofgothamcity:

ladyconundrum:

"Okay okay," she whines, lifting herself up and gathering her clothes, there are a number of fresh bruises and scratches across her body. "look I’m sorry okay, it was dark, our windows are like right next to each other."

"… I figured Diana would’ve chased you off…" He said. "… Did you happen to see a Corgi puppy around here?" He asked, concern in his tone.

She shakes her head as she pulls on a shirt, “no sorry, I just fell through the window and fell right to sleep. And I ain’t afraid o’ no puppies.”

He sighs. “Do you need help.” He said, having noticed the scrapes.

yournewandimprovedharleyquinn

yournewandimprovedharleyquinn:

thepaladinofgothamcity:

David was confused. “Wh…” He said. “… Impressive… gl… glad you turned your life around.” He said, his tone just ripe with absolute confusion.

"Tha-" A loud bang rang through the broad walk as a bullet sailed through Harley large soda, sending liquid in every direction. "YOW!" She took a few steps back as another shot was fired, missing her by an inch and hitting a bystander in the leg. "What the hell are ya doin’?!" She yelled as she turned back to the stranger, "I told ya I went straight no?!" Little did Harley know it wasn’t actually this man she had just met but a new hit man from on top one of the buildings. 

"That wasn’t me!" He yelled, before flipping a nearby table over for cover. He reached up and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, yanking her down. "Stay down." He said, pulling out a tablet from his pack, the tablet being fed footage from a hovering quad-rotor.

"Huh… Single shooter, no support." He said. "Hard to tell if he’s using semi-auto or a bolt-action."