"Oh," King started, still on the floor and glaring at the wall where his door should have been once more, "just fine. Peachie in fact."
Very slowly the armed man with his silver stakes and camera guns along with holy water/whatever other nicknacks he had in his pockets pushed himself up off the ground studying the wall once more before giving it a dismissive snort. That was when he turned his attention back to the woman allowing a wry smile work its way across his face. At least he was going to have a pretty face to console him... as long as Abby didn't come charging in to the room that was. "Figured I had a ticket home back to the batcave was all."
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"You okay, buddy?"
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Very slowly the armed man with his silver stakes and camera guns along with holy water/whatever other nicknacks he had in his pockets pushed himself up off the ground studying the wall once more before giving it a dismissive snort. That was when he turned his attention back to the woman allowing a wry smile work its way across his face. At least he was going to have a pretty face to console him... as long as Abby didn't come charging in to the room that was. "Figured I had a ticket home back to the batcave was all."
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"... Hey," she says.
"When you say the batcave, do you mean the actual batcave?"
Weirder has happened! If he's Batman she is so getting him to give her an autograph.
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