Ask Miriam

This is a role play blog for Miriam of Batman the Animated Series. She is seen in the episode Baby Doll.)

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'Ah yes, I remember seeing her program from time to time. How is she doing now?”

"I’m sure she’d be happy to hear that." Miriam shrugged. "Alright, I guess. Still a criminal. Living with me."

"Really?" 

"Yeah. Her living conditions were pretty shitty before I took her in. My place isn’t the Ritz or anything, but at least she has a somewhat decent roof over her head."

July 30, 2014 @ 10:51 PM 24 notes

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Jervis thought for a moment.

"Isn’t she the poor girl who can’t age?"

"Indeed, she is." Miriam nodded. "Mary Dahl. Though she’s better known by her alias, Baby Doll."

'Ah yes, I remember seeing her program from time to time. How is she doing now?”

"I’m sure she’d be happy to hear that." Miriam shrugged. "Alright, I guess. Still a criminal. Living with me."

July 27, 2014 @ 9:40 PM 24 notes

Captured

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Miriam had been minding her own business when the goons busted through her door.

What is it with people breaking down my door? Miriam thought. Can’t they just knock?

She didn’t have much time to think about this as the goons informed her to go with them.

Now Miriam wasn’t one to go without a fight. In fact, she put up quite a fight. But once it became known that they had guns, she settled down. She was outnumbered and outgunned. She went with them, but not quietly.

They eventually brought her to the big man himself.

Penguin!" She snarled.

Oswald was sat at his desk, a dark smirk playing over his features as she was brought in.

"Miriam, my dear." he said as the goons grabbed a hold of each of her arms, holding her in place. 

He moved around his desk, sitting on the front of it as he folded his arms, 

"I’m sure you’re quite aware as to why you’re here exactly." 

Miriam wriggled to free herself of the goons’ grasp, but to no avail.

She huffed. “I can’t say that I am. Care to inform me?”

July 27, 2014 @ 5:22 PM 2 notes

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Jervis smiled kindly at her and led her toward the kitchen.

"Well, you don’t look like someone who would turn me in. And if you did, there would be quite some consequences."

Miriam followed him. “Oh, I wouldn’t. I’ve actually socialized with rogues plenty of times before. I wouldn’t dream of turning one in. I actually worked for one before and secretly-” She put her hand to the side of her mouth and half whispered. “I’m working for one again.”

She ceased whispering. “Have you ever heard of Baby Doll?”

Jervis thought for a moment.

"Isn’t she the poor girl who can’t age?"

"Indeed, she is." Miriam nodded. "Mary Dahl. Though she’s better known by her alias, Baby Doll."

July 27, 2014 @ 5:13 PM 24 notes

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"Only those who I want to know about it."

"And I’m already one of those people? Aw, you’re too kind~"

Jervis smiled kindly at her and led her toward the kitchen.

"Well, you don’t look like someone who would turn me in. And if you did, there would be quite some consequences."

Miriam followed him. “Oh, I wouldn’t. I’ve actually socialized with rogues plenty of times before. I wouldn’t dream of turning one in. I actually worked for one before and secretly-” She put her hand to the side of her mouth and half whispered. “I’m working for one again.”

She ceased whispering. “Have you ever heard of Baby Doll?”

July 25, 2014 @ 7:08 PM 24 notes

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"Biscuits? How delightful~" He said, pulling away from the hug. "Come in, come in." He took a few steps away from the door to let her in.

Miriam smiled and walked in, looking around. “Nice place you got here. Do you get many visitors?”

"Only those who I want to know about it."

"And I’m already one of those people? Aw, you’re too kind~"

July 25, 2014 @ 6:55 PM 24 notes

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The door swung open. Behind it was a grinning Hatter.

"Hello Miriam~!" Jervis said before hugging her tightly.

Miriam chuckled somewhat awkwardly. She hadn’t expected him to be so happy to see her. Not that she was complaining. She hugged back and joked.

"Wow. You must be really happy I paid for your drinks last night, huh?" She laughed.

Once the hug ended, she lifted up the bag of cookies.

"I made biscuits~"

"Biscuits? How delightful~" He said, pulling away from the hug. "Come in, come in." He took a few steps away from the door to let her in.

Miriam smiled and walked in, looking around. “Nice place you got here. Do you get many visitors?”

July 25, 2014 @ 4:24 PM 24 notes

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Jervis spent the whole morning cleaning up. While he usually keeps a fairly clean hideout he wanted to make sure that it was extra nice for his guest.

When the time for her to arrive grew closer he started to prepare the tea. He hoped she liked this flavor. If not he pretty much had every flavor under the sun.

Miriam eventually got the call telling her how to get to Jervis’ home. She decided to keep the small talk to a minimum until tea. That way they would have something to talk about. She hung up the phone, grabbed the cookies, and made her way out.

Some time later, she arrived at his home and knocked on the door.

The door swung open. Behind it was a grinning Hatter.

"Hello Miriam~!" Jervis said before hugging her tightly.

Miriam chuckled somewhat awkwardly. She hadn’t expected him to be so happy to see her. Not that she was complaining. She hugged back and joked.

"Wow. You must be really happy I paid for your drinks last night, huh?" She laughed.

Once the hug ended, she lifted up the bag of cookies.

"I made biscuits~"

July 25, 2014 @ 3:51 PM 24 notes

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Jervis hung up the phone and slowly sat up. You would think he would’ve learnt by now not to have so much Long-Island Tea. 

"Oh my head…" He groaned, rubbing the side of his head. "I need to sleep… no I need to clean. I have company coming."

Miriam hung up the phone as well. She wanted to rest, but then it occurred to her that she should probably make something nice for Jervis since he was inviting her to his home.

She got up with a bit of a groan and went to see what she could make. She decided to go simple, especially since she really didn’t want to go to the store right now. She went with chocolate chip cookies, though she’d be referring to them as biscuits around Jervis.

Jervis spent the whole morning cleaning up. While he usually keeps a fairly clean hideout he wanted to make sure that it was extra nice for his guest.

When the time for her to arrive grew closer he started to prepare the tea. He hoped she liked this flavor. If not he pretty much had every flavor under the sun.

Miriam eventually got the call telling her how to get to Jervis’ home. She decided to keep the small talk to a minimum until tea. That way they would have something to talk about. She hung up the phone, grabbed the cookies, and made her way out.

Some time later, she arrived at his home and knocked on the door.

July 24, 2014 @ 9:34 PM 24 notes

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"A-Alright," Jervis winced again. "I-I’ll text you the information to get to my home. W-We’ll have tea."

"That sounds delightful. Feel better. Bye now~"

Miriam was surprised he trusted her enough to invite her to his home. Maybe it was the hangover talking.

Jervis hung up the phone and slowly sat up. You would think he would’ve learnt by now not to have so much Long-Island Tea. 

"Oh my head…" He groaned, rubbing the side of his head. "I need to sleep… no I need to clean. I have company coming."

Miriam hung up the phone as well. She wanted to rest, but then it occurred to her that she should probably make something nice for Jervis since he was inviting her to his home.

She got up with a bit of a groan and went to see what she could make. She decided to go simple, especially since she really didn’t want to go to the store right now. She went with chocolate chip cookies, though she’d be referring to them as biscuits around Jervis.

July 24, 2014 @ 5:01 PM 24 notes

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"Th-The at sounds- ow." Jervis cringed then rubbed his sore temples. "L-Lovely."

Miriam cringed a little as she listened to Jervis. He seemed to be in quite a bit of pain. Best not to keep him. “I’m going to let you go now. Call me once the hangover’s gone, okay?”

"A-Alright," Jervis winced again. "I-I’ll text you the information to get to my home. W-We’ll have tea."

"That sounds delightful. Feel better. Bye now~"

Miriam was surprised he trusted her enough to invite her to his home. Maybe it was the hangover talking.

July 23, 2014 @ 9:11 PM 24 notes

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A low groan could be heard front the other end of the phone. Clearly the Hatter was in just as a sorry state as she was.

"M-Miriam?" He asked, feeling his head pounding as he spoke.

"Yes. It’s the woman from last night. Hungover, I take it? Drink plenty of water. Maybe take an aspirin. Listen, I wanted to apologize for last night. I don’t normally act like that. I was thinking maybe we could go somewhere, not drinking, and get to know each other better after the hangovers go away."

"Th-The at sounds- ow." Jervis cringed then rubbed his sore temples. "L-Lovely."

Miriam cringed a little as she listened to Jervis. He seemed to be in quite a bit of pain. Best not to keep him. “I’m going to let you go now. Call me once the hangover’s gone, okay?”

July 23, 2014 @ 8:49 PM 24 notes

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Oog, what a headache. Miriam woke up from the bed she’d flopped onto last night with a thoroughly unpleasant hangover. She dragged herself out of bed, took some aspirin, and drank some water. She didn’t have anywhere to be today, so she didn’t bother getting ready for the day. Instead she tried to recover from the hangover.

Time passed and the symptoms were beginning to lessen some. She should probably call Jervis, she thought. She figured he may not call after the way she acted last night and that he was only as nice as he was because he was drunk. She should apologize.

She checked her phone for Jervis’ number (she had it since his phone called hers) and called it.

"Hello, Jervis? It’s Miriam."

A low groan could be heard front the other end of the phone. Clearly the Hatter was in just as a sorry state as she was.

"M-Miriam?" He asked, feeling his head pounding as he spoke.

"Yes. It’s the woman from last night. Hungover, I take it? Drink plenty of water. Maybe take an aspirin. Listen, I wanted to apologize for last night. I don’t normally act like that. I was thinking maybe we could go somewhere, not drinking, and get to know each other better after the hangovers go away."

July 23, 2014 @ 8:36 PM 24 notes

Captured

Miriam had been minding her own business when the goons busted through her door.

What is it with people breaking down my door? Miriam thought. Can’t they just knock?

She didn’t have much time to think about this as the goons informed her to go with them.

Now Miriam wasn’t one to go without a fight. In fact, she put up quite a fight. But once it became known that they had guns, she settled down. She was outnumbered and outgunned. She went with them, but not quietly.

They eventually brought her to the big man himself.

Penguin!" She snarled.

July 23, 2014 @ 5:08 PM 2 notes

Hangover

Oog, what a headache. Miriam woke up from the bed she’d flopped onto last night with a thoroughly unpleasant hangover. She dragged herself out of bed, took some aspirin, and drank some water. She didn’t have anywhere to be today, so she didn’t bother getting ready for the day. Instead she tried to recover from the hangover.

Time passed and the symptoms were beginning to lessen some. She should probably call Jervis, she thought. She figured he may not call after the way she acted last night and that he was only as nice as he was because he was drunk. She should apologize.

She checked her phone for Jervis’ number (she had it since his phone called hers) and called it.

"Hello, Jervis? It’s Miriam."

July 23, 2014 @ 3:59 PM 24 notes