HELLO

heloise "ellie" hockstetter is her maiden name.

she was married to doctor richard nerz, a widely known plastic surgeon in LA, for five years. she is currently divorced.

heloise is 29 years old currently.

she is chief nurse at gotham's medical center, was assigned at age 28 as the youngest nurse to achieve the position at GMC. many a rumor flies that she got the position because of her ex husband's influence, or because of illicit affairs with the chief medical officer. these are all rumors she's learned to ignore over the years.

she has a PhD in nursing at the university of nevada (state where she is originally from), a doctorate in medical physics and is a philosophy major graduated from ucla.

she majored in philosophy at ucla while married to dr. nerz.

she is constantly taking courses on different subjects she finds interesting and has a wall filled with diplomas in her apartment.

she moved to gotham after getting divorced.

both her parents worked in las vegas. her mom is a retired showgirl and her dad was a croupier.

“do you suppose i’ll love it?”

“i haven’t got anything to go back to.”

“oh that’s nothing to be afraid of!”

“why did you ever leave?”

“she was all i had left.”

“the wind is the worst thing.”

“it’s not what i’d choose, but i didn’t know what else to do.”

“you’re a funny kid.”

“why didn’t you speak up before?”

“come in quick before the wind blows you away.”

“nothing’s going to hurt you.”

“i loved him when i was a little girl.”

“it’s great to have you here.”

“you must spend the night.”

“am i not beautiful and clever and alluring?”

“here i am. look at me.”

“i don’t know that i’m wanting to do that.”

“folks don’t walk here. too far from anywheres to anywheres.”

“i don’t want to know.”

“i wanted you!”

“why can’t you say something?”

“no, don’t say anything.”

“i don’t want anybody.”

“tell me something pretty.”

“i’m afraid of storms.”

“i’ll feel better in the morning.”

“you aren’t much of a kisser, are you?”

“how did you ever get used to the wind?”

“i think you were awfully brave.”

“some devil within me drives me on, i guess.”

“i couldn’t bear to kill anything!”

“i just can’t stand it!”

“you think too damned much of what you won’t stand and not enough of what i’ve got to stand.”

“what sort of a woman are you?”

“you hate her. but by god, she’s a better woman than you are!”

“i’ll go crazy in this wind!”

“you needn’t be afraid of me.”

“you need to get away. you’ve got to think of yourself.”

“it’s wrong to commit suicide isn’t it?”

“will you sometimes watch a sunrise on the plains and think of me?”

“you’ve got no right to say such a thing!”

“can you ever forgive yourself?”

that silly grin returns to his face; too big for a man of his position, as a critical journalist will soon add to the late night newscast. "i've actually heard that one quite a bit. my therapist━which is my butler, by the way. not a part of his job description, but it'll have to do━he tells me that i'm a textbook control freak. he almost didn't get his christmas bonus for that one." he raises his eyebrows pointedly at heloise, as if it were an inside joke the two of them share.

when she points, bruce follows her finger, his eyes methodically drifting from one dusty corner to the next as if there were clues to be already found in the feverishly yellow walls. "gordon is a good man, but he's still a cop." he says to her, quietly as more people shuffle past them, "they have to follow rules that are.. annoying." there's a knowing lilt to his words & a silent plea in the way he holds her gaze, a blink or two missed. "i'm sure we'll be fine."

it would be easier if he were in the suit (everything would be easier behind the cowl), but he did not have that luxury now. instead, he settles on using heloise as a distraction; no matter the pang of guilt that runs through his chest. "i'm sure they've got detectives running up & down the place already," he says once they were close enough to the security room to catch a glimpse of the armed men peering over the wall of screens. "but have you showed them to the workrooms around the east wing? it's an easy enough place for someone with bad intentions to hide. i think someone should do that."

she notices he seems eager to get her out of the way ( he seems to want to get everybody out of the way ) and heloise cannot tell if it's because of his self-proclaimed control freak nature or something else lurks beneath his supposed worry about charitable donations. still, heloise prides herself of knowing when a man hides his ulterior motives behind a mask of altruism; and having detected no signs of foul play from bruce wayne, she decides to trust him a while longer.

" wouldn't a butler be conditioned to say only what you wish to hear?" she laughs softly, and her smirk widens, amused by his explanation. he seems like the kind of man who is used to people licking his boots left and right, however, bruce wayne doesn't meet the criteria of the narcissistic asshole archetype she's so used to dealing with. a refreshing notion, really, " the east wing is already being inspected by the forensic team, or so i've been told. last i heard, the anti bomb squad had already retired from the premises," eyebrow curls up, looking at the man inquisitively. there is definitely something more than just a citizen's concern on his mind.

a half smirk is offered, but knowing she'll receive no mirroring smile, heloise glances over her shoulder at the ticking clock on the wall. well into midnight, though time seems to freeze within the building. hours become endless when there is nothing to do, and the silence envelopes the corridors in a deeply uncanny manner. perhaps she is used by now to the perpetual movement within the hallways, perhaps she had expected new year's eve to not be so quiet. a foolish thing, really.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ i was bored out my mind ❜

❛ you're the worst of my crimes ❜

❛ i never was the best to you ❜

❛ i used to lie to your face twenty times in a day ❜

❛ it was my little strange addiction ❜

❛ i destroyed every silver lining you had in your head ❜

❛ we were too different ❜

❛ you were so sensitive ❜

❛ now i feel terrible about how i handled it ❜

❛ now i bet you resent all of me ❜

❛ i don't forget all of my fault in this ❜

❛ i deserve it though ❜

❛ you were there all the time ❜

❛ how am i supposed to put that gently? ❜

❛ down the road you will love me until you resent me ❜

❛ what if i'm not worth the time and breath i know you're saving? ❜

❛ the whole facade seemed to fall apart ❜

❛ part of me wants to walk away till you really listen ❜

❛ i hate to look at your face and know that we're feeling different ❜

❛ cause part of me wants you back, but i know it won't work like that, huh? ❜

❛ why won't you try moving on for once? ❜

❛ i know we cut all the ties but you're never really leaving ❜

❛ i'm thinking everything you wish i wasn't ❜

❛ the call was tough but you're better off ❜

❛ so won't you stop holding out for me when i don't want it ❜

❛ won't you stay for a while ❜

❛ i wish that you'd never leave ❜

❛ i know i know better ❜

❛ if you asked me to run away i'd go easily ❜

❛ i'm codependent but trying hard not to be ❜

❛ do you think we could talk? ❜

❛ yes, i know that he's my ex. but can't two people reconnect? ❜

❛ i'll always choose you ❜

❛ where do we go now? ❜

❛ there's nothing left here ❜

❛ i wasted my breath when i tried to console you, didn't i? ❜

❛ i know that i should hate you ❜

❛ i pulled the knife out my back, it was right where you left it ❜

❛ i just drank something strong to try to forget, but it wasn't right ❜

❛ i almost crashed my car ❜

❛ all i ever think about is where the hell you even are ❜

❛ i swear to god i'd kill you if i loved you less hard ❜

❛ after all of this time, i still get disappointed ❜

❛ it's kinda funny when it goes from all to nothing ❜

❛ you have to laugh before you start to cry ❜

❛ now i stop myself from holding on to something that makes me feel a little less alive ❜

❛ i see through you ❜

❛ where did you go? ❜

❛ why'd it feel louder when all of it went unspoken? ❜

❛ all i can do is hope that this will go away ❜

❛ she doesn't know i'd let her ruin all my days ❜

❛ i'm just scared of that commitment ❜

❛ i really think sometimes there's something that i'm missing ❜

❛ i should probably go back home ❜

❛ i hope i wake up invisible ❜

❛ i guess i'm just difficult ❜

❛ you were everything to me ❜

❛ i've been drinking and staying up too late reliving bad decisions ❜

❛ what am i supposed to do when you used to be my lifeline? ❜

❛ i've counted all the days since you walked away ❜

❛ i never could've seen you coming ❜

❛ i think you're everything i've wanted ❜

❛ you make me really nervous ❜

❛ i've never felt this close to someone ❜

❛ what if you're my weakness? ❜

❛ i feel homesick ❜

❛ i'll say whatever you want, but i've become such a liar ❜

❛ i used to follow my gut, but now i'm just getting higher ❜

❛ i've been thinking way too loud ❜

❛ i wish that i could block me out ❜

❛ i think i'm burning alive, but nobody sees the fire ❜

❛ 'cause when i open my mouth, i seem to be stuck in silence ❜

❛ i thought of leaving tonight, but i couldn't drive this tired ❜

❛ plus after all of this time, i should be a pretty crier ❜

❛ in my head, i make a mess of it ❜

❛ i'm getting tired of feeling delicate ❜

❛ i used to try, but nothing's helping it ❜

❛ it's not their fault, but i've found that none of my friends will call me ❜

❛ every voice in my head is trying its best to haunt me ❜

❛ i should be cool but i panic ❜

❛ words seem to cut so much deeper right to the bone ❜

❛ it's a sort of funny quiet feeling ❜

❛ lately i don't know what to believe in ❜

❛ i drove 100 miles an hour to forget you ❜

❛  how'd you walk away so easy? ❜

❛ you won't even look at me ❜

❛ i hate the fact that i miss you around ❜

❛ why's it feel like you don't even know me? ❜

❛ how are you looking at me like a stranger? ❜

❛ i took up walking to turn it all off ❜

❛ it doesn't feel bearable guess i thought when i left it would all stop ❜

❛ did i fall out of line when i called you? ❜

❛ when i told you i'm fine you were lied to ❜

❛ how could i think that all that i gave you was enough? ❜

❛ cause every time i get too close i just go mess it up ❜

❛ i heard that you're happier ❜

change gendered language   &   add context to your needs . happy roleplaying !!  ♡

“   are you really sure that you don’t have a heart ??   ” “   i can give you purpose .   ” “   man ,   i miss the old times .   ” “   bet you don’t know why the sun sets red .   ” “   like i asked ,   know - it - all .   ” “   you worried about the new kid ??   ” “   you said the same exact thing the other day .   ” “   i don’t even know what a heart is .   ” “   i have to keep fighting the darkness .   so i can be whole .   ” “   c’mon ,   let’s get some ice cream .   ” “   i’m gonna be away for a while ,   starting tomorrow .   ” “   i wish somebody told me these things .   ” “   find them ,   &   dispose of them .   ” “   this place is so much nicer without the loudmouths .   ” “   you earned the icing on the cake .   ” “   this is such a great spot   . . .   how’d you find it ??   ” “   we’re not even supposed to   ‘  be  ’   in the first place .   ” “   he looks a lot like you .   ” “   my name is of no importance .   ” “   i hope that you can join me next time .   ” “   what’s the matter ??   you look like you’ve seen a ghost .   ” “   you had me worried .   ” “   i guess i just needed a little time to sort out my feelings ,   you know ??   ” “   what ,   not even   one little word   of appreciation ??    ” “   good to see you made it back safe .   ” “   i moved things along just the way you wanted .   ” “   he must’ve rubbed off on me .   ” “   friends need to lean on each other every now   &   then .   ” “   just eat your ice cream .   ” “   best friends are different from plain friends ,   right ??   ” “   let us remember why we are here   &   what we hope to achieve .   ” “   all this fighting   . . .   i wonder what it’s for .   ” “   i just don’t see why having a heart is that important .   ” “   i think i’ve always been pretty much the same .   ” “   i wonder what kind of guy i was before   . . .   ” “   i thought you said you were tough .   ” “   buy me one   &   we’ll call it even .   ” “   i hope we can always be just like this forever .   ” “   well   . . .   nothing lasts forever ,   you know ??   ” “   wow ,   that was   so   not you .   ” “   ever heard of knocking ??   what do you want   ??   ” “   i can handle all the dirty work .   ” “   i knew you’d be here .   ” “   i hope we get another vacation soon .   ” “   i’m not going to tell you   all   my dark secrets .   ” “   you’re letting yourself get too attached .   ” “   you know   . . .   you’ve changed .   ” “   just give me another chance .   ”

"it is quite remarkable how quickly you & the rest of the hospital were able to get those injured patients to safety. truly an act of bravery." he remarks, hiding his sore, purple-colored knuckles in the pockets of his dress pants. every inch of the hospital seems to be laden with the stench of burst plastic & every breath he took stung.

"looks like lots of the wiring needs some updating too. those security cameras offered little help, i've heard." and so have i, bruce thinks solemnly to himself. his silly smirk is lopsided & hesitant, as if he were a confused philanthropist horrified at the site he's seen. nothing more than a well-willing, god-fearing gothamite. if only his mind allowed him that ignorant escape.

instead, bruce runs details of the bombing over & over again in his mind; turning each fact over like it were a tangible object, & he just needed to look closer. this time, however, the clues seem to shy away from his scrutiny.

"i'm sorry, miss nerz," he turns to stop her before they could get in eyeshot of the hospitalists & detectives gathered at reception, "i know you have much better things to do than help someone like me find my way around here. but if i can bother you with one last thing━i'd like to see the security office. i know IT has their servers housed somewhere close by."

she turns to face him, unphased by him using her married name. a snide quip inside her brain mutters that her ex husband would find it all too amusing. Dr. Nerz is an A class asshole, Heloise. still, she raises a curious brow upon hearing the man's request, " you do seem like the kind of gentleman who likes to be in charge of everything, " gaze softens into a smirk, and despite the odd feeling in the back of her mind that his words hide an unlterior motive, she brushes them aside at last. you always expect the worst out of men, darling, "i assume it won't be a problem, mr. wayne. the security office is at the end of this corridor, " she points a finger ahead, then curls it to signal the man to follow her, " you may need to talk to commissioner gordon if you need access to something else, though-- i'm sure he's spoken to the new CMO already. and i've heard you two get along well. "