They made us many promises, more than I can remember, but they never kept but one; they promised to take our land, and they took it.
Lakota chief Red Cloud (1822 - 1909). He was a widely respected Lakota Sioux warrior who led a successful campaign in 1866–1868 known as Red Cloud’s War over control of the Powder River Country in northeastern Wyoming and southern Montana. Red Cloud also led his people in the transition to reservation life after the Treaty of Fort Laramie in 1868. He continued to advocate for his people’s interests, including traveling to DC to meet with President Grant and negotiating strongly with various Indian Agents.
You took a sip from your drink as your (E/C) eyes
swept across the room once more.
The restaurant was one of your favorites. It was
surprising to find a place that served good ol’ Southern cooking in a city like
Gotham. You missed your home down South, so any forms of comfort you took full
advantage of. You’d originally moved to Gotham for school. After graduation,
you’d been offered a job at Wayne Enterprises and took it without hesitation.
The pay was good and you were actually using your mechanical engineering
degree. Which is how you found yourself in the current situation.
You had been good friends with Barbara Gordon since
freshmen year of college. She had tried her hardest to get you out on the
Gotham dating scene multiple times over the years to no avail. It’s not that
you weren’t interested in dating, but you didn’t exactly make an effort to put
yourself out there either. Babs had finally worn you down and got you to agree
to let her set you up. She assured you that you’d like the mystery guy and that
the two of you had a lot in common. You wanted to believe, but past experiences
had taught you not believe everything you were told.
“Excuse me,” a voice asked cutting into your thoughts.
“Are you (Y/N)?”
You glanced at the stranger. He was an attractive man,
more than likely in his early twenties. He had gorgeous black hair that was
slightly spiked. His blue eyes gleamed with curiosity as he stared at you. You
let your eyes soak in his lean and muscular form. It was obvious he worked out
in some capacity. He wore a plain grey t-shirt with some band name you had
never heard of on it along with blue jeans and a belt. His hands were in his
pockets and he stood slightly leaning to one side.
Realizing he had asked you a question and that you had
been staring, your cleared your throat.
“Yeah, that’s me. You must be Tim. Nice to meet you.”
You stuck out your hand to him. He stared at it for a
moment before reaching out and giving it a small shake. With that done. He slid
into the booth across from you. You pushed the menu towards him. Tim nodded his
thanks then opened it. He was still looking over the menu when your waiter came
to take his drink order. Once the waiter had walked off, the dark-haired man
looked up at you curiously.
“So, Barbara tells me you’re from the South. Which
“The Volunteer State.” Seeing that he didn’t quite get
your joke, you smiled sheepishly. “Uh…Tennessee.”
“Ah, I’ve never been there. Is it nice?”
This rest of your conversation took a similar route.
You would ask him a question, he’d answer. He would ask you a question, you’d
answer. You were pleasantly surprised to find out that your college friend was
right, you and Tim did have a lot in
common. Of course, you two did have some different tastes: he loved coffee while your preferred tea,
he wasn’t big on country music while you loved it. The differences weren’t
enough to chase you away though. Soon the two of you were laughing and having a
“I can’t believe I almost said no to this blind date.
Barbara has been trying to set me up for years.”
You laughed. “Same here! I honestly didn’t think I’d
have this much fun.”
“Me too! I’ll never tell her that though.”
“She can get kind of full of herself at times, huh?”
“You can say that again!” Tim smiled at you. “So, do
you want to do anything after dinner?”
You spent the next three hours walking around Gotham
with Tim. He was very knowledgeable of the city, even more so than you. Of
course, you had been somewhat of a hermit while in college. He pointed out good
places to visit and areas to avoid at all costs. All in all, it was an
You had just stepped into your apartment after saying
goodnight with Tim when your phone rang. You knew who it was without even
looking at the caller ID. Sighing in annoyance, you begrudgingly answered the
“What is it Barbara? It’s been a long night and I’m
“So…” She hesitated to speak. “The date didn’t go
“I didn’t say that.”
“Oh! Then it did
“I didn’t say that either.” You replied with a bored
“C’mon (Y/N)! Give me something here! At least admit
you had fun!”
You smirked at her childish behavior. “I admit
nothing. Night Babs!”