i learn resistance

[gevurah]

WHO: BATWOMAN and YOU
WHERE: various places in the City. Rooftops, alleyways, etc.!
WHEN: backdated from the night of the 7th till the 11th
WARNINGS: violence and blood
SUMMARY: redhead bat doing her thing again. Running into people. Maybe helping civilians. Who knows? FIESTA PART II.
FORMAT: tagger's choice


[ It's not odd in that time most imPorts had either spent as a child or in Venezuela, crime had risen in the City to take advantage of the eerie silence from the heroes. What is odd tonight is as Kate's gaze falls upon the City at her vantage point, an unsettling silence is all she feels from streets. From the murky corners of the alleyways to the incredulous harbors, she knows it's all wrong.

No, it's--

She can't afford to lose her focus now. She never does when she's in uniform, leaving the troubles and other burdening thoughts behind at the apartment until she's returned. But somehow, she hasn't managed to shake it off when she's sitting atop of a high-rise building all by her lonesome.

Well, there's always work to be done. The dead air is shattered by the distant police sirens, as if timed to remind her of that fact. Without a moment's hesitation she dives off the side of the building, a blur of red and black that eventually sinks into the dark to get to work. ]

Comments

[acrossyourpath]

Pointless? [ It got them away from anything incriminating, so Felicia feels satisfied enough to stop. She circles Kate, moving closer to her. ]

I'm a little rusty on the protocol here. You're not going to frisk me, are you?

[gevurah]

If you have something to hide.

[acrossyourpath]

I've been a good girl.

[ Still circling. ]

Promise.

[gevurah]

I'm holding you to that, Black Cat. [ Translation: "Don't get on my bad side." ]

[acrossyourpath]

[ But what if she wants to, Kaaaaaaaate. She peels one glove off. ]

See -- nothing up my sleeve.

[gevurah]

[ Bats and their personal Cats, really. ]

Oh? How about the other? [ She's only humoring her, but she doesn't have any reason as of now to suspect Felicia's holding onto anything that isn't hers.

Still, there's something she can't shake about her. As if something's warning her not to take her eyes off her-- even more so than usual. ]

[acrossyourpath]

[ Felicia replaces her glove and offers the other hand toward Kate. She smiles, coyly. ]

You can check if you don't believe me.

[gevurah]

[ She looks at the hand briefly, before raising her own and shaking it. ]

Your lucky night.

[acrossyourpath]

I thought we'd made a connection. [ Still smirking, Felicia holds the shake briefly -- not too briefly, though -- before she withdraws her hand and puts it on her hip. ] But I hope I didn't distract you from anything important.

[gevurah]

How thoughtful of you.

[ She turns at a slight angle, but still keeps her eyes on Felicia. ] I don't get distracted easily.

[acrossyourpath]

I didn't take you for the type. But you never can tell on the first date.

[ Felicia moves a step or two away herself, watching Kate carefully, though perching herself on the edge of the roof in a slight crouch. ]

[gevurah]

Flatterer. [ She smirks anyway. She might be taking a little shine to this "Black Cat", after all. ]

[acrossyourpath]

We'll have to do it again sometime. Don't you think?

[gevurah]

We might see each other around. No promises.

[acrossyourpath]

I wasn't expecting any.

But I hope we do.

[gevurah]

[ She doesn't say anything, but the corner of her lips do quirk into a thin smirk. Maybe, she's saying.

Unhooking the grappling gun from her belt, she fires the line across the building and swings off, leaving Felicia for the night. Of course, if something goes missing from any of those buildings tonight, she'll know who to turn to. ]