the whispers called her mad— but really, she was just broken.ᐟ
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evelyn doesn’t know gotham in the slightest. it’s a far cry from home, a drastic change from what she’s accustomed to.
so, when she’s surprised by the son of gotham himself, her eyes go wide.
“o-oh!” comes her soft tone. “yes, good. . . good morning. it’s still morning, right?”
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evelyn laughs, a melodic sound that rarely comes from her mouth anymore. it’s a nice chance of pace.
“far from it. i’m nobody special - my name is evelyn, for what it’s worth. i’m just. . . nobody.”
“indeed. so, who are you?” ultron leaned back and relaxed, wondering what her deal was.
“are you some avengers level threat or….” he smirked softly.
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“i mean, i don’t consider myself ‘hot’ by any means, but enigmatic, maybe.”
she tries to relax, but it doesn’t come easily.
“i’m just— a weary traveler far from home, i guess. just evelyn.”
“ah, so you think remaining a mystery is hotter, huh?” rio chuckled and rolled her eyes, leaning back into the chair.
“i can dig it.” she added, shrugging her shoulders.
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oh! well, at least he’s honest here, a trait she rather admires, she finds as she takes the seat closest to him.
“human bodies do make things more— interesting, i s’pose.”
it startles her; the appearance of chairs seemingly from nowhere - but, she can’t help but take a seat close by, hands folded in her lap.
“i’m not one to share sob stories, really. it’s just— depressing.”
“it’s a bit difficult to talk about.”
she’s turning from pink to red, it seems, as the way she’s being paced around. something about the powerful way the other carries herself is exhilarating.