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Post by Batman on Nov 15, 2010 21:09:33 GMT -6
“You do that,”[/b] he said with a grin. “This big place is really empty without you and Pete running around and driving each other crazy.”[/b]
Taking another drink of his beer, he dove into more of his delicious Chinese food. As he sat there enjoying his niece’s company he also thought about something else entirely. He sat there wondering whether or not to reveal his secret identity to her and educating her on the rest of the family history, which also meant revealing JJ’s identity as Nightwing and Peter’s identity as the Red Hood to her as well. He wasn’t sure if she was aware of it, but her brother had taken over the mantle that the Joker and her father had once worn, much as he and JJ had done themselves.
Nah, not yet. In time. I still need to break the news to Helena first before I tell anyone else.[/I]
Swallowing the rather large amount of food he had in his mouth, he scooped up more with his chopsticks, and was about to engulf it until the phone rang. Making his way over with beer in hand, Thomas picked up the line as it was in the middling of ringing.
“Thomas Wayne here,’[/b] he said into the phone with a smile.
The smile quickly faded however as he stood there listening to the other line. Hanging up, Thomas set the bottle of beer down on the kitchen table, and ran towards the living room. Once he got there, he flicked on his television, and found the news. Backing up slowly, he watched dumbfounded as Helena was being hounded by paparazzi.
“Miss Wayne! Helena! Is there any truth to your mother being the illegitimate daughter of the deceased Carmine Falcone and is it true that your brother is using mob money from your deceased grandfather to help finance projects for Wayne Enterprises?”[/b]
Standing there in awe, Thomas continued to watch his sister get hounded outside of The Ritz London Hotel.
What the hell is going on!?[/i]
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Post by Elysia "Red X" Todd on Nov 15, 2010 21:58:30 GMT -6
Elysia nodded her head. "I will," she said before smiling as her Uncle Thomas told her that it was empty without her and Peter running around and pestering the crap out of one another. She laughed, shaking her head. "Yeah, our apartment is pretty exciting though seeming to get too small for the two of us. Pete and I always seemed to be getting in to some sort of fight or argument, but, we get along just like any brother or sister should, especially when they're twins," she said, smiling brightly. Which was true. The two of them almost always got along when they weren't arguing or trying to kill one another, metaphorically speaking anyway. Elysia and Peter usually hung out together constantly when they weren't fighting one another anyway.
All of a sudden the phone rang, pulling Elysia out of her thoughts. She looked over at her Uncle Thomas and blinked at him as he got up and got the phone. He was smiling while he was talking to the person before his smile vanished. He hung up the phone a few minutes later and zoomed in to the living room. Elysia blinked and stood up quickly before she ran in after her Uncle Thomas, swallowing a piece of orange chicken. She blinked at him as he flipped through the channels on his TV. He stopped when the news channel came up and backed up slowly. Elysia's jaw dropped as she saw her Aunt Helena on the TV being hounded by paparazzi. Elysia's eyes narrowed as they spoke to her. She felt like putting her fits through the wall. How dare the think that they can talk to her Aunt that way. Oh of only Elysia was there. She'd give those bastards a huge piece of her mind.
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Post by Batman on Nov 17, 2010 18:55:09 GMT -6
Clenching his fists, he watched as the men and women hounded his sister as she tried to make her way to the street to a waiting limousine. He wasn’t surprised to see Helena hounded by the paparazzi, she was a rich model who ran Wayne Entertainment after all, but to see her hounded at such a level was something he had never seen before. Watching the tears run down her face was heartbreaking and angering at the same time. Then there was the matter of them claiming their mother was the daughter of the late Carmine Falcone.
Walking over to the nearest telephone, he quickly dialled Helena’s cell. Walking back over to the TV, he watched as it broke away from Helena back to the newsroom. When his sister answered, he turned away from the TV.
“Helena! What’s going on? What are they talking about mom being Falcone’s daughter and the company using mob money to fund projects?”[/b] He asked before pausing to let Helena answer. “I thought we never knew who mom’s real father was?”[/b]
With his free hand, he rubbed his face as Helena continued to speak. Turning to Elysia, he let out a sigh. He could only imagine what was running through her head. He knew how close her and Helena were, the pair were more like sisters some days.
After several more minutes, he told his sister he loved her, and hung up the phone. Setting the phone back in it’s place, he returned to the living room, and turned off the TV. Rubbing his face with his hands, he let out another sigh of frustration, and turned to Elysia.
“So your aunt Helena is coming home tonight and we are going to pick her up at the airport.”[/b]
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Post by Elysia "Red X" Todd on Nov 18, 2010 0:52:12 GMT -6
Anger continued to flow through Elysia as she watched the TV, especially when she saw tears running down her Aunt Helena's face. A growl escaped her lips and she wanted nothing more to beat each of those paparazzi bastards. Her fists tightened at her sides as she resisted the urge to put her foot through the television in front of her. Elysia heard footsteps and turned from the TV, watching as her angered Uncle Thomas picked up the phone. Elysia turned back to the TV when he appeared at the TV and saw the screen go back to the news room. How dare they do that to Ant Helena. As soon as her Uncle was asleep tonight she was going to find each and every one of them and beat them until they were unconscious. Elysia ignored her Uncle's words as he spoke to his sister. Elysia growled at the TV and had to look away from the TV, the infuriating images still playing through her head.
Elysia watched as her Uncle Thomas rubbed his face. He looked at her and sighed. She watched as her Uncle spoke to her Aunt for a few more minutes before he hung up and left the room. Elysia sat down on a nearby foot rest and put her face in her hands, shaking with anger. She looked up as she heard her Uncle's footsteps walk into the room. She heard a frustrated sigh escape his lips and he turned to her. He told her that Aunt Helena was coming in tonight and that they were going to pick her up at the airport. "Okay...then we can go to where ever they are and beat the holy hell out of those bastards?" She asked, obviously still pissed off from seeing what they had done to her Aunt. Elysia, like Thomas, was very family oriented, but he knew how to control his temper better than she did.
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Post by Batman on Nov 22, 2010 18:03:39 GMT -6
He let out a slight chuckle at his niece’s comment and suggestion. Even though he had wanted to do the same thing as she did, the last thing they needed was him on the six o’clock news beating up a horde of paparazzi. It would probably be exactly what the news needed to ‘confirm’ his involvement with the mafia.
“As much as I want to say ‘yes’ Elysia, the last thing needed is you or I on the news for getting arrested because we had beaten up a group of paparazzi. We just need to sit tight and let this blow over. If we don’t react then they’ll just go away,”[/b] he said in a calm and cool manner.
Since he still had time before his sister would be back in the city, he wanted to do some research of his own about whether or not he was the grandson of Carmine Falcone of not. He knew his father had plenty of information he could work with in Cave, but it was just a matter now of getting away from Elysia for a bit.
“Did you wanna take one of the Lamborghinis or Mercedes out for a joyride and clear your head?”[/b]
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Post by Elysia "Red X" Todd on Nov 24, 2010 11:55:39 GMT -6
Elysia heard her Uncle Thomas' chuckle and raised an eyebrow at him. She wondered what he found so funny. She was completely serious about doing it. She heard his words and smiled at him. She nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I just wish I could find a way to keep them out of Aunt Helena's face. I don't like seeing her cry," she said, glowering at the thought. Elysia hated it when anyone that she knew cried. It meant that they had been hurt badly enough to be emotionally, if not physically at some points, weak around her. It made her trust them more and meant that they believed she was trustworthy, but in this case, it was different. Just because you cried around Elysia didn't mean that you would cry around the world. This was one of those times when if someone came crying to Elysia, shit was about to go down and the people or person who made them cry would be dead within the hour if not severely beaten.
Of course, Elysia took a few deep breaths to calm herself. She knew that her Uncle was right. She needed to sit back, relax, and let everything just happen. Besides, Aunt Helena was a strong woman. She'd be alright. It was then that Elysia heard her Uncle ask her if she wanted to take the Lamborghini or the Mercedes out for a spin. Her eyes lit up instantly. "I can take the Lambo?" She asked, smiling happily for a moment. She had always wanted to drive that damned car. "Sweet!" She exclaimed, not even waiting for an answer as she hugged her Uncle, kissed him on the cheek, and ran towards the keyring for the keys. Once having the keys she ran into the garage and jumped into the Lamborghini. She gently ran her hands along the interior. Man, she loved this car.
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Post by Batman on Nov 26, 2010 18:10:15 GMT -6
When she had rushed off to grab the keys he shook his head and laughed. He was glad that she had taken the bait and took the Lamborghini. He didn’t even need to ask which one she had wanted to take out. Ever since he had boughten the car Elysia had wanted to take the car out and now she had a chance. He just hoped that he’d see the car again after she was done with it.
Walking into the study, he opened up the old grandfather clock that had rested in the same spot for years, and turned the hands on it until a ‘click’ was heard. Backing up, the large clock moved forward slightly before sliding to the side, and revealing a pathway. Walking down the stone steps to the Batcave, he calmly made his way over to the main computer system that held his and his father’s databases.
“Alright. Now to find out the truth about just what the hell is going on,”[/b] he said as he sat down in the comfortable leather chair.
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Post by Elysia "Red X" Todd on Dec 1, 2010 13:07:20 GMT -6
Elysia grinned happily as she sat inside the Lamborghini. She got herself comfortable, adjusted the mirrors and seat and plugged the key into the ignition. She turned it on and smiled before revving the engine a few times. She opened the garage door and rolled down her windows before she put in one of her favorite CDs from her Uncle Thomas. She grinned happily as "Back in Black" by AC/DC poured from the windows and cranked it up. She nodded her head to the beat and as soon as the garage door was fully opened, she punched the gas. The tires squealed against the pavement in the garage before the Lamborghini peeled out of the building and down the street. A light laugh escaped Elysia lips as she drove, knowing that her Uncle Thomas(if he had heard it) would probably scold her when she got back. As Elysia got closer to town, she slowed down so that she wasn't going almost 40 above the speed limit and began to think.
Why would the paparazzi say that about her Aunt and Uncle? Could they really be the grand-offspring of Carmen Falcone? Elysia shook her head as she drove through town, weaving in and out of cars. No one would dare stop this vehicle. It was a Wayne's car and as such, no one would stop it, not when Thomas Wayne could just buy off cops, not that Elysia believed her Uncle would do that, of course. Elysia knew her Uncle to be an honest man who did what he could in the world to make it a better place. Even if he didn't always do them, such as last night when he was too busy with that super model woman. Elysia shook her head, chuckling somewhat at her Uncle. She stopped at a red light and waited a moment before something clicked with her. Is it possible that the women her Uncle had been sleeping with were spreading lies to ruin him? As quick as lightening, when the light turned green, Elysia was off like a shot towards Wayne Manor...again.
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