Alfred Pennyworth (
flippin_peachy) wrote2024-12-16 08:27 pm
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RP With Eleanor Bishop
One might assume that Alfred Pennyworth, with his sharp looking suit and polite manners, would stick out at a prison but it's actually quite the opposite. He moves through it with a sort of calm assurance, like a man who is walking through a place he's been before and is no stranger to the rules or customs.
The time he spent in jail was not in America, it was back in England and while it thankfully wasn't for very long it goes a long way to giving him the aura of someone not to be messed with. Something the other inmates can sense and when he passes by their cells they don't mock him, only glance up for a moment as he goes by towards the visiting center.
The guard gives him a small, respectful nod and opens the door for him and it is only now that his heart starts to pound. It's not from being in a prison, it's from the woman sitting in the center of the room waiting for him.
Even now, years later and under rather bad circumstance, she takes his breath away.
"Hello, Ellie." He says, calling her by his old nickname for her.
The time he spent in jail was not in America, it was back in England and while it thankfully wasn't for very long it goes a long way to giving him the aura of someone not to be messed with. Something the other inmates can sense and when he passes by their cells they don't mock him, only glance up for a moment as he goes by towards the visiting center.
The guard gives him a small, respectful nod and opens the door for him and it is only now that his heart starts to pound. It's not from being in a prison, it's from the woman sitting in the center of the room waiting for him.
Even now, years later and under rather bad circumstance, she takes his breath away.
"Hello, Ellie." He says, calling her by his old nickname for her.
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A pause as that smile creeps up into something a little more sly, "And I've seen you pull some stunts that nobody would believe. Remember that time you hot wired that cherry red Ferrari in London?"
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"Well, what's a girl supposed to do? I never thought I'd hate the chance to sit in one again. Let alone drive one." She squeezed his hand, her smile showing a little slyness of her own. "Besides, it's not like you were an angel yourself. Remember when you pretended to be the owner of that club, kicked those rich kids out and then took their bottles?"
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"Driving isn't the only thing you wanted to do in that car." He adds before chuckling and offering her a little shrug. "And to be fair, those rich plonkers deserved it. They were mistreating the staff and acting rude to everyone."
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"I wonder how long it took them to notice that stain."
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"You cheeky minx." He says and impulsively leans in to kiss her cheek.
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"And we wonder how I ended up here."
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"Well hopefully you won't be for much longer." He says, a pang of sadness hitting his heart at the fact he has to leave her.
"Shall I return next week? For more tea and to collect any letters you want to send?"
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Her smile is once more stolen away and she can do little but give a curt nod.
At his question, she gives his hand a squeeze while her free hand reaches for his arm. "I would love that."
ooc: end this thread here?
"And I'll make sure to bring more Jaffa cakes."
ooc: Yeah, sounds good! uuugh these two!! THE FEELS <333
And so, despite of how she's desperate to hold as tight as possible to him, to silently tell him she doesn't want to let go, she doesn't.
She doesn't turn her face to find his lips, to kiss him like they once did. Like she's missed as time passed by. Like she needs to right now.
"I can't wait."
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Also imagine the look on Kate's face if her mom gets out of jail and proceeds to smooch Alfred
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LMAO I can't stop thinking about that because I'm low-key hoping it happens.
What if for a family dinner of partner introductions, Eleanor brings Alfred and Kate brings Ed? XD
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XD
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