#itsquriosity

Grace was mildly offended that he’d even suggest it, but she remembered then that she did look human on the outside, so it was perfectly reasonable mistake to make.

What kind of backwards world were they living in if any faceless vigilante could steal her move? It wasn’t like he would know, but she was offended nonetheless. Her head tilted up, meeting the kiss with a small groan. She supposed it was that sound that really sold it. She could hear the hurried footsteps pass them without a falter and once they were far enough--

“I really hate to say it, but you’re losing your touch, old--.”

He pretended to squint, to guess, to hmmmm, as the second-rate, unworthy, lousy, two bit---

(A haze of static as he knew who this scum of the earth was, and he had planned to kill him in the most horrific way possible, not even with a tinge of brutal irony as death can allow--for daring...)

The majority of people her father sent her after were either unaware of their gifts or an exposure threat. Sometimes that overlapped. This was not one of those times. Her mark was very much aware of his talents and in his position, had made sure others did as well.

Her father had asked for clean and quiet. Should have been easy enough.

There was just one problem:

He... knew.

He wasn’t conscious yet, after she’d found him passed out and bloody, tucked away beside a dumpster. And maybe that was for the best, now that she’d hauled him back to her apartment, tied him to a chair, and lovingly drawn Rorschach squiggles on his featureless face.

The real man she wished were there in front of her had been dead for over a year, ever since Mr. What’shisname blue guy blew up New York. Daniel hadn’t told her much, except that Rorschach hadn’t made it out of the fray.

She sat herself down across the Question’s thighs, fingers trailing along the edges of his lapels, the long coat and wide brimmed hat so similar to Rorschach’s, all the way down to the mask. She’d slathered her own white greasepaint over his face before drawing the stark black shapes. All the way down to the red hair...he was so close to bringing her Rory back to life.