Date: 2014-08-12 08:06 pm (UTC)
suaveandspectral: Jim standing with a mildly surprised posture (Default)

"Quite a noble look at it." As the salads arrived Cypher launched into a few stories of his time on the force, neatly excising the details of how the administration had seen his surplus of insight.

He'd been better, once. It would have been less of an act, or at least a more enthusiastic act, to trade life stories with the beautiful woman across from him. She wouldn't find it so easy to tell how distracted he was by other matters.

The tumor was gone, but the cancer lingered. Since Red Hood brought him back from Egypt Cypher had thrown himself into his work so hard he caught bruises, working his fingers to the bone to prove that he was once again an asset to his former friends. People like Waylon trusted too easily, people like Jonathan would never reforge what was once broken. All he had to give them were results--and anything besides that was selfishness. Selfishness had gotten Harvey Dent murdered.

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