I CAN SEE IN THE DARK

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        ——I’m working on it. ❞ Stubborn as he was determined, Bruce worked the picks in order to ensure them a smooth entrance ( though it was something more akin to fidgeting ). Whatever they were after, time was of the essence but so was his training.
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          patience is not her virtue. selina is certain they would have been in already if he hadn’t insisted on picking the lock himself and instead let the ( expert ) between the two of them do the grunt work.  ❛ you’ve been workin’ on it for ten minutes. ❜ an exaggeration. ❛ c’mon, bruce, i could’ve done this five times over by now. ❜

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– It’s a BIT more than a “little” problem,  the attorney would correct with a SLIGHT narrowing of dark orbs. The Gotham mob ran THICK in Gotham– thicker than HE knew, & he SUSPECTED it was more than she knew as well. But still…. Any little bit of information put him CLOSER to the end-goal of ridding Gotham of the mob. A quite impossible dream, but one that brought HOPE to the residential population.  “A thing or two? ❜ If she’s going to play COY with him, what’s the point of letting her TAKE UP more of his time? Jim’s told Harvey about the girl– playing for the team that pays the most. She knows MUCH more than she’s letting on. & THEN he can’t help but chuckle. ❛ O H. You’re wanting a reward for your information. Because Gotham’s welfare is to moral for you. Of course. Okay, what do you want? ❜
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            ❛ that depends ------ how important’s this to you?  ❜ after all, money talks, and selina’s sure that if it really means that much, he’d be willing to barter. why settle for less when you can stretch your pay? its this line of reasoning that has her not dignifying his comment about her indifference with a response. if the shoe fits, wear it. and, anyways, she likes to BELIEVE she doesn’t have time to worry about the rest of the city’s moral crisis; rule number one, take care of number one----herself. the feline has more than enough on her plate.  ❛  is it .  .  . two hundred bucks important? three? ❜

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          ❛ finally let your hair down, huh, detective?  ❜ from where she had been crouched in the shadows, the feline rose. although in familiar company, she was no less guarded and kept her distance from the doubtlessly armed former cop. when she reminisced, it was .  .  . odd. felt like only yesterday he was trying to coax her to keep her head out of trouble. it only took a couple years for the insidious city to infect him----just as it did to all who fell victim. selina’s gotta give him credit for trying; playing it straight edge in a city like this was damn near impossible. she nods her head towards the felon hunched by the ex-detective’s feet. she couldn’t tell whether he was still breathing, or otherwise.  ❛  or----whatever it is you call yourself now.  ❜ 

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                              ‘ I do. COMPANY POLICY. You were ISSUED a FINE parka when you JOINED the gym        what HAPPENED to it? ’ 
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          ❛ needed some cash.  ❜  she answers honestly. not to mention it made her look like a freakin’ dork.  ❛ i don’t get why you’re so keen on keepin’ it winter year-round. this ain’t alaska. ❜

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     The heat from battle had given way to healing softness, an intimacy so rare yet so powerful. It always was a victory in itself, being able to hold her so close he could FEEL her heartbeat. Hers was a heart carrying countless burdens — he felt privileged in carrying them for her, if only for a moment. Mild kisses were exchanged, hand traveling along her waist in a melting embrace. ❝ You know, the shower’s got great water pressure— ❞ A teasing grin spread on his lips, nose bumping with hers in a playful gesture; getting washed up after sparring was just one of many ideas, of course.
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          ❛ ------ -- does it?  ❜ she asks, but pale eyes give way to a mischievous glean, a trait that hasn’t left her since childhood. selina knows better, of course, but having bruce wrapped neatly ‘round her finger was too much fun.  ❛ i haven’t stuck around in so long, i think i’ll need a reminder.  ❜  battle-worn arms laze over the boy’s shoulders; insinuation or not, selina has to admit that a warm shower would be nice.  ❛ show me to the bathroom? i totally forget where it is.  ❜ she teases. fondly, a thumb brushes his cheese before her hand comes to rest on his arm.

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new followers pls ignore my, like, everything. i haven’t touched or revamped this blog in over a year.
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          ❛ if y’want help with your little problem ------ --  ❜ more elegantly known as the mob run rampant in the city. selina’s seen the inner workings under the ruling fist of both fish mooney and the quote-unquote king of gotham, oswald cobblepot, himself. divided loyalties were nothing new to the feline. whoever paid the big bucks easily won her favor when it wasn’t personal.  ❛ i might know a thing or two.  ❜ slitted eyes tell the lawyer that whatever information she had, naturally, wouldn’t come for free. straight edge or not, she can’t imagine doling out some cash for intel was too morally ambiguous for his tastes.

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          gotham’s night scene is good for business.
          then again, find yourself caught in the streets of any city this late at night & you’re bound to come across a few shady characters. but it isn’t the sketchy scoundrels keeping her in business while in town for the month, it’s all those innocent people being preyed on by the brute, moronic dwellers of this city’s underworld.  key word being moronic. muggers & sexual deviants don’t normally know how to cover their tracks. put away a scumbag, & make a quick buck all at once. easy.
          most people might not have noticed, but jessica does. a hand, dipping into her pocket. quick, talented. the perpetrator must have been doing this for a majority of their lives, but jess is a natural when it comes down to being observant. not letting shit slip past her.
          snapping her hand back to grip the wrist of the would be pickpocket, jones tugs the girl back towards her & applies enough pressure to make it uncomfortable. not enough to break anything, though. “ nice try, kid. “ she hisses, dark brow furrowed.
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          the would be pickpocket had been in this “business” for some time now------but even the pros messed up sometimes, right -- ? wallets were a good way to make a quick buck off the average, unsuspecting joe. more than half of ‘em didn’t have up-to-ball reflexes or stealth; not like she, or the woman who’d caught her before she could even think about booking it down a back alley.

          tight grip for a scrawny chick, selina would mentally note when she jerks her arm back in an attempt to pry it free. the feline was uncomfortable ( and embarrassed ) in being caught alone, nevermind being, quite literally, held to it. all she can do is hope her slip-up wouldn’t cause a scene.

          ❛ ——— – jeez, lady, ❜  she hisses in response. irritation pricks like a thorn with the degrading “kid” nickname. still, she can’t help excusing herself by poorly lying through her teeth. ❛ my hand slipped. that’s all. ❜

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