Cash Withdrawl [Tag Pandora]

[Batman]

As he sat there thinking about what she had said, what she had requested, he wondered just what he should do. While every ounce of his training and common sense told him that he needed to make sure she was locked away, another side of him was sympathetic of her situation and truly wanted to help her.

“Yes and no,”[/b][/I] he finally answered. “I think the world would be better without Pandora, but not so much you. I believe that deep down you are a good person, but that you cannot control the Pandora side of your personality. I know you cannot help it, but if you want to exist in this world without looking over your shoulder looking for me then you need to get help and stop committing crimes.”[/b][/I]

Turning a corner, he made his way down into an alleyway, and stopped the vehicle. Turning off the Batmobile, he calmly got out of his car. Looking up and down the alley, he could hear sirens in the distance, but none that were close enough for him to worry. Walking over to one of the doors, he banged on it several times. After a couple moments, an older woman answered the door, and looked over the Batman. Stepping to the side, he motioned towards Pandora who sat in his vehicle wounded.

“Bring her inside,”[/b] he woman said. “Never thought I’d see you helping one of them, especially her.”[/b]

“Neither did I,”[/b][/I] he responded.

Walking over to the car, he picked Pandora up once more, and carried her into the clinic. Even though she wouldn’t have been able to see it, she was being carried into the medical clinic that was run by his Godmother Leslie Thompkins.

[Selena "Pandora" Marx-Napier]

Pandora waited in silence for Batman's answer to her question. She wondered if he would say yes...or if he would tell her no. She sat there, curiously awaiting his answer before he finally spoke. Yes and no? She thought before he went on to explain himself. She nodded as he spoke, understanding what he was saying. "I can't be good...because I'm crazy," she said quietly as Batman turned a corner and down an alley. Pandora didn't feel fear as she sat in the Batmobile, wondering what the Batman was doing. She paused a moment as he turned off the car and got out. Pandora knew that her father would want her to climb over into the driver's seat and take off, but...Selena couldn't do it. No one had really ever showed her kindness like this except for her father and even so it wasn't the best kindness.

So instead of taking off like her father would have wanted her to, Selena just sat there, waiting to see what the man in the black rubber suit was going to do with her. She sighed gently before watching as an older looking woman answered the door. She watched as Batman motioned to her and the woman said something before Batman said something. Selena paused and watched as the Batman walked over to the car. She allowed him to pick her up with ease and carry her inside. Selena turned and hid her face from everyone, not wanting to see the looks that she was getting in. Everyone in Gotham City knew who she was and she knew that there weren't any fans of her, especially in a place where the Batman could just walk in like this.

[Batman]

“Just because you’re crazy doesn’t mean you can’t be good,”[/b][/I] he said as he walked past the threshold and into the medical clinic. “Look at me. I spend my night dressed up like a bat.”[/b][/I]

He ignored the looks that the pair were receiving by some of the patients that were still awake at the late hour and by Leslie’s staff. While they were used to seeing him come and go whenever he pleased during the nights, they certainly were not accustomed to see him with one of his enemies.

Taking her over to a small private room, he set her down softly on the bed, and stepped back. Around him, Doctor Leslie Thompkins put her team to work on removing the bullet from Pandora’s shoulder. As they operated, Batman made his way out into the main lobby. Picking up the phone he called Arkham and informed them that Pandora was at the clinic being operated on and will be kept sedated until they arrive.

Pulling out a small vial from his utility belt, he made his way back to the operating room, and set the vial on the stainless steel table beside the bed. “When you’re done, give her this. It will keep her knocked out until the doctors from Arkham arrive to take her back.”[/b][/I]

Once his godmother nodded in agreement, Gotham’s Dark Knight made his way out the way he had came. Getting in his car, he looked over at the blood on his seat, and found himself wondering if he should have called Arkham. He knew it was the right choice, but part of him unsure. Shaking the notion from his head, he turned the vehicle back on, and made his way back to the Cave.