it felt real. and i still stand by my choice. i feel ENTIRELY disgusted by so many people who said 'i was reaching' or 'the lengths some people will go''.

it is a political TIME SORRY ,i t is. so if this is drama I AM NOT SORRY. IT IS MY LIFE EXPERIENCE I RESPECT everything but this ? YEAH not doing this.

Detail from the gothic advertisement art by H. Schnarkenburg

HE COULD LEARN FROM HER , and his eyes widen with the faint knowledge that there was no escaping from madeline ; there was and IS only YES. a word that to bruce wayne is still new , sitting oddly upon tongue. he nods , madeline not needing a vocal confirmation he doesn't need to spin eloquent wording. they are from a world that has it's own rules a ANCIENT world , an insidious world. he notes her criticism on the stringed orchestra. it causes the corner of mouth to tug ever so slightly. madeline misses nothing , and it's SOMETHING to note.

it haunts him ever so slightly as they begin to walk to a rooftop bar that he probably has NEVER stepped into. bruce wayne then goes to cant head down ever so as he shifts the umbrella HER way. ' i wouldn't want to go with anyone else ... ' his tone genuine as he finds that he doesn't have to mask his respect for her. THE WAY she never pries , she skirts around questions but ? it's something that he can HANDLE. the ushers and waynes more alike than they'd care to think.

the rain gently lets up as what's left is the grey haze that blankets the city. bruce offering more of his arm as they make their way. in this haze they can BOTH go undetected , the haze created by the wind that rolls off the river and upon gotham streets.

patting his arm gently she points to the direction of the bar that she's been talking about , and he pulls open door as they step into a elevator ; gate and all closing as they go up to the ROOFTOP. the elevator reflects the sort of opulence that accents their life.