<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/746DLPB.png)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">        <strong>NAME:</strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"> Catwoman</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">        <strong>LOCATION:</strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"> Warehouse in the Gotham Industrial District</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">        <strong>DATE/TIME:</strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"> 10/26/17 | 3:00 AM</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">        <strong>TAGGING:</strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"> Closed</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">        <strong>CONTENT:</strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"> Language</span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Digitus curl around the device, gloves curtly clutch it as the news hits her. In all her fiery resolve and ferocious yearning, she had tried to spare them their deaths by sacrificing herself. Selina stands, laggardly rising with a sigh. Eyne sweep over the men and land upon the head of it all: Two Face. She finds solitude in the lack of speech momentarily, silence is only quick lived and tossed to the wayside like the phone. <br/><br/><strong>"Mm. You sound like a father."</strong> She purrs, clicking her tongue. "<strong>But that isn't what I was implying; there's ALWAYS an impending doom. The question is which one is it <em>this</em> time?"</strong><br/><br/>Bloodied hand waves off his proof, belief had long since been established for the world was truly full of terrible things and people. <br/><br/><strong>"I went through all this trouble and they are dead, all of them? What a... dickhead!"</strong> It's probably for the best that Fate had his hand in the matters, or hers would find themselves around a neck. <strong>"Something about 'someone' needing to talk to me. He didn't say much more on the subject, though all these men are fresh on the job and Eddy wouldn't have double-crossed me unless his life was on the line. Can't say I blame him. Whoever it was or is, they don't know me very well." </strong><br/><br/>All the carnage and chaos wasn't her style. Squaring slender shoulders, physique ventures closer to Two Face in graceful gait. She squats scantly inches from him, glaring through the lenses with a cant of her head. <br/><br/><strong>"He needed me alive. Probably to require my services just like you, Lucky." </strong><br/><br/>Cherry mouth curling at its ends, forming slight dimples beneath the chromatic gleam of her goggles. Visage peers over a shoulder at the humanoid standing there in all his gilded glory and then veers, peering at the dreaming stupor before her. <br/><br/><strong>"Part of me held sympathy for him; a heart is a heavy burden, after all." </strong>Deftly is pilgrimage made to procure the sacred coin free, she holds it up and eyes the details more carefully. All the tension held at bay simply flows away from her, relaxing further with the delicate curve of her spine. Selina frowns at the trophy gained, deciding to pocket it and stand once more. <br/><br/><strong>"Anyway, we should blow this popsicle stand."</strong><br/>  </span></span>