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Russell remained where he was for the moment. His feet were planted against the ground and the baseball bat was gripped tightly in his left hand.

"I'm, I'm on my, my way home from, from work."

He watched carefully, wanting to be able to react at the slightest sign of trouble. Static pulsed through his chest, back and fingertips.

She's no mundane person, that's for sure...

"You, you should know," Russell said, "You caved my, my head with, with a shovel. I, I was hoping you, you would have moved, moved on to your next job by, by now."

But he knew that wasn't the answer she was looking for, so he ran a hand through his hair.

"But, but if you really gotta know, I'm, I'm already dead, and, and can't, can't die again," Russell said, "When, when I get, I get hurt or, or worse, my body 'rewinds' until it's, it's back to its de-default as, as it were. I used that so, so I could make, make my escape last, last time."

And he could be only thankful he woke up and got out of there before she had managed to bury him.

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses!

*Casually sucking on a warhead* "I think you jus' picked the wrong tastebuds to be honest-"

I do not envy your teeth enamel or your stomach.

...

He had eyes over the entire city of Gotham. It didn't take terribly long to find what matched the description the other rats had given earlier. A few of them reported seeing her holed up in a warehouse near the industrial district, but they didn't dare get too close. The only other thing they could tell him was that she'd been briefly visited by someone else, but that other person was gone already.

He snuck in as quietly as he could, the only sounds of him being the creak of his bag. The rest of his gear had been left behind for subtlety purposes. He rounded a corner and quite literally staggered back a step. She was huge now, more creature in her appearance than he'd ever seen her. A chill crept over him, but his rats had said things had settled down, right?

Expression meme!

"Ey, moose guy. Where you been?"

"Moose?" Xaallo's brows furrow and he looks down on Marge with obvious disdain. But then it melts away as he thinks. One shoots up.