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Nadine Lewis
Batman (OC)
677 wordsA young woman held a baby in her arms, feeding it with practiced patience. Her olive skin and dark hair suggested Eastern European descent, and her eyes were a dark green. She seemed bored, at best, but too smart to complain about the taxing nature of her tasks

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[arkhams_dr]

Jonathan Crane knocked on his patient's door, but didn't wait for a response before entering the room - the knock was merely a warning, not a request.

He had a notepad in hand, ready to record their session, and smiled as he greeted her. "Hello, Nadine."

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Nadine let out a quiet breath at the knock. The doctor. She would much prefer to be left alone, but at least it was him. She didn't move from her chair when he came in, turning her head to see him rather than stare at the cradle.

She nodded, and it took her a moment to respond verbally. Her voice was quiet, uncertain. "Hello."

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"And how are we today, Nadine?" He wondered exactly how much of her stupor was genuine and how much was feigned. The nanny was perpetually disgusted with her, but the girl didn't strike him as overly observant - and besides, she was paid to attend to the child, not to trouble herself about Nadine.

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Nadine simply shrugged. She didn't even know how she felt most of the time, only that she didn't feel terrified. At least not right now. She was nervous-- she was always nervous. Every little creak and groan of the house, every gust of wind-- it all made her nervous. With the doctor here, she was even more on edge, but she was not frightened. Not right now.

"You haven't been gone long." It was a small comfort to her to keep her calendar updated, to remind herself how long she'd been here. It was slightly maddening at times too, when she stopped to think that no one had ever come for her, that no one ever would come. No one cared. Not anymore.