somuchyummier (somuchyummier) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-09-12 10:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | catwoman, open |
Who: Catwoman and open
What: Looking for trouble
Where: Jewelry store to start.
When: Late at night
Rating: TBD
Status: Open
Selina was growing restless, that was never good at all. Her roommate hadn't been around much lately and truthfully she was a bit worried. He was like a pet she kept around and took care of. Which was strange for her considering she never really got along with anyone.
Now though, she needed some time out, and something pretty to lift her spirits. Stepping out onto the balcony of her penthouse she climbed down, using her whip and claws, scaling the side of the building. For her it wasn't that hard, but then again she was used to it. The nearest building was smaller, once she was low enough she leaped, landing in a crouch on the neighboring building.
The leather fit to her like a second skin, it was comfortable to her though. She felt at home in it. Her glacial gaze peered out over the city, blood red lips pulled into a wicked smirk, her skin creamy and smooth. Deadliness lie behind her eyes. Selina didn't care if she lived or died. That was obvious when she killed Shreck. Her vengeance had been delivered. She'd thought her revenge, killing him would make her feel better. But she'd been wrong. It only escalated that hunger, that urge to cause mayhem and trouble.
She took off, running, leaping from rooftop to rooftop until she was at her destination, atop a jewelry store. Selina had spotted a necklace there she really wanted the other day. Already at her penthouse she had a nice collection hidden that she'd procured. It was easy enough getting inside of the place. Her lithe form moving through the alarm tarps with feline grace. The necklace in her grasp she made her way out, the piece draped around her neck.
Again on the rooftop she smiled, her fingers dragging along the diamonds fondly. Catwoman climbed over the side of the building until her feet touched the ground. In one rapid move she had the whip coiled about her waist and she started to take the back alleys, no telling where she was heading next.