Gotham Bound (E/Damon)
Enigma was crouched in the mouth of an alley way, examining the electrical panel in front of her, studying the various wires, trying to figure out which one went to the alarm. There was a sudden crack of sound a flash of light and Enigma spun around, weighted cane held in front of her before she rose, looking around.
Enigma was Gotham born, if not bred and she knew that loud noises and light flashes were generally not good and happy things. She slammed the electrical panel shut, giving up on the night's heist. Instead purple gloved hands slid her handgun from it's holster, cocking it as she moved down the alley to investigate.