Jul. 14th, 2008

Seriously?

I still can't believe that psycho crashed my party. Guess that's what happens when you're the front page of The Gotham Times. You become a target.

Well I refuse to be a target. I refuse to sit back and wait for some masked man to swoop down and rescue me -- especially one that hasn't been seen in Gotham for over 10 years. Not that I'm not grateful to Huntress and CatBoy for their help. I just wasn't going to cower in fear until they arrived.

And I wasn't going to let other people get hurt because the Joker wanted me and my Dad. Insane? Possibly. But I couldn't do it.

I only hope my Dad understands that. We haven't exactly chatted yet. I ended up taking the long way home after the party and fell right into bed.

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How did he do this everynight? I hurt from head to toe -- my face is starting to bruise, my ribs are already bruised and I'm pretty sure my leg is bruising too. Not to mention the cut on my arm I got while sneaking back into the Manor last night. Only I would get hurt sneaking inside my home.

I just want to lay in bed all day.

But I can't. There's too much to be done. Especially now that the Joker is back. I need to check on these brusies, patch up the cut, talk to Dad, and then get down to the Batcave and see what I can find out.

I will not leave this city to a madman.

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Jul. 12th, 2008

Helena Wayne in a Nutshell )

July 2008

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