ѕelιna ĸyle. (adaptably) wrote in mandaluslogs, @ 2013-06-30 19:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | castiel, → john blake, → selina kyle |
❝ look what's laying at our feet, that's the wreckage of broken dreams. ❞
Who: Selina Kyle, Castiel and John Blake
What: The Angel visits the Cat in jail, while the Bat bails her out.
Where: Mandalus Police Precinct
When: 6/29-6/30
Rating: PG
Prison cells were one of the few things that were high on Selina's list of 'Things I Hate.' She managed to get herself out of them before, but considering she was just in a holding cell? There wasn't much point in breaking out of it. Besides, thanks to Elizabeth, she had plenty of money to post her own bail. She had already called Blake to be the one to meet her at the precinct when they released her.
Apparently having arguments that disturb the neighbors was a very huge offense to people in Mandalus.
Selina simply frowned and stared at the walls of her prison. She was angry. Angry at Dean, at herself, at Mandalus, Bruce. Almost all of it. In her mind, she shouldn't feel what she did towards Dean. She knew it was a bad idea in her head. Opening herself up for others had never worked in her favor. Jen, the street kid she took in? She ran off with the mob party once Bane had taken the city. Bruce? He threw his life away to save Gotham. Dean? All he seemed to actually care about was his brother. At that moment? It didn't matter to her that Dean had told her that he loved her. There was no part of her that would accept the idea of how Dean was treating people as alright, especially if he "loved" them.
Mandalus was becoming more and more like Gotham every day. She hated it.
She shuffled slightly on the bench in the holding cell. Her hands were still handcuffed. Smart, she thought. They were large metal cuffs over the wrist held together by what looked like some kind of beam she'd see in a science fiction movie. Selina managed to flick her long hair behind her shoulder and simply waited.