they're listening to me

[amiable]

Who: URU and YOU
What: Nightmares, etc. AKA: what the fuck we thought Uru’s brain was safe.
When: backdated to the start of the weekend.
Where: Uru’s mind!!
Rating: PG-13? Warning for blood and potential violence and language.


Suddenly... the City Royale.

It’s unusually quiet around this time of night. Many residents and natives close up shop around now and no later, and make their way back into the safety of the castle or their homes in the city. Perhaps the silence is relaxing to any who find themselves wandering the streets tonight.

Or perhaps the silence is unsettling. It’s too quiet, like it’s trying to lure those taking a look around into a false sense of security. Slowly but surely, it feels like someone or something is skulking in the shadows— watching and waiting. They’re close now. The time draws near for him to make his move.

[ THE CITY | WAREHOUSE NIGHT I | WAREHOUSE NIGHT II ]

Comments

[amiable]

[ She cringes, only because she really doesn't want to stay. Staying here means death-- either hers, Damian's, or both of them.

Even if Galadriel's not supposed to see this. ]

What's going on?

[inafadingcrown]

[A pause at that. She doesn't really know, does she? She can't even explain how she got here. It's all foggy in this dream.]

I wish I knew.

[amiable]

We have to go... [ Her attention is drawn to the other room for a moment.

He hasn't noticed yet. This might be their only chance. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[A nod as she finishes undoing Uru's bonds.] Quietly, now.

[amiable]

[ Two-Face hears something. Another voice. He's already storming out of the room, gun pointed at the two. The remaining colour drains from Uru's face and she can't help but scream. ]

No!

[ That one eye focuses on Galadriel. ]

Don't.

[ His patience is waning and dangerously. Uru gasps and raises her hands in mock surrender. ]

Harvey... don't.

[inafadingcrown]

[This is the first time she's had a gun pointed at her, but it doesn't take a genius to tell that it's bad news. She drops her hands and stands, slowly so as to appear less threatening. But if he is to shoot her- if she is to die, even in a dream, she would have it be on her feet and not on her knees.]

Very well.

[She's frightened, but it would take a careful eye to see it. She stands straight, her expression carefully composed. She is every inch the Lady of Lórien right now, examining the situation and considering the possibilities.]

[amiable]

No! She's not-- don't hurt her! [ Uru doesn't know if pleading will be useless in a dream, but like hell she isn't going to try. She somehow reached out to Harvey last time. Maybe she can do it again. ]

Harvey's not here! [ Two-Face barks, viciously. Uru cowers back momentarily and then glares at him. No, she won't be afraid this time. Two-Face notes this but he splits his attention between the girl and this other woman. ]

Step away from the girl. Who the hell are you.

[inafadingcrown]

[She does step away, after a nervous glance at Uru. She doesn't want the girl to be hurt for her misteps.]

I am called many things: Artanis, Nerwen, Sorceress of the Golden Wood, the Lady of Light. But most here know me as Galadriel. [Posturing? Just a little. She's not entirely sure her powers will work here, but bluffing can't hurt either.]

[amiable]

[ He produces a coin from his pocket. Uru's eyes widen; she knows what that coin means.

But she doesn't dare make any movements. Not yet. ]

Don't tell me Bats sent you. This isn't how we're playing the game. [ Two-Face cocks his head, somewhat amused. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel, on the other hand, is completely oblivious to the meaning of the coin. Her eyes flick to it for a moment, before settling back on the man's face.]

I know no such person.

[amiable]

[ His only good eye widens for a moment. He's incredibly suspicious. Nobody could have walked in here on their own. Even Uru knows this place was hidden well enough... ]

The girl stays here. Until the game's over.

[ He looks to his coin and Uru quickly turns to Galadriel: ] He has to make his decisions with the coin! [ She hisses. ] He'll be distracted!

[inafadingcrown]

[It's an opportunity, but an opportunity for what? He certainly won't be distracted long enough to make an escape and Galadriel is decidedly unarmed. She looks wildly about the room, hoping for an idea.]