Selina Kyle (selina_kyle) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-02-03 17:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | elaine belloc, selina kyle/catwoman |
WHO: Selina Kyle, tag Elaine Belloc; OPEN (if anyone else wants to join in)
WHAT: Encounter with the n00b Presence.
WHEN: Just before the sun sets.
WHERE: Sunset Tower; lounge area.
STATUS: In progress.
RATING: PG, for now.
Selina had been lying low for a while now, and she had no plans of coming out of hiding anytime soon. There was a lot she had to take into consideration, especially seeing as she had already been taken down by someone—but not just anyone, one of Batman's so-called proteges. It had bruised her ego to be taken down without much of a real fight. There again, it wasn't like she could do much fighting, since the Batbrat had come down on her head like a ton of bricks.
After that night, she had been holed up in her hotel room, licking her wounds ever since. Granted, she was feeling much better these days, but she really needed to reevaluate how she did her job in this town. There were other threats, ones that didn't wear the symbol of the bat upon their chest. There were super-powered beings of both the alien and mystical variety. Some looked human, some did not. And as much as she loathed the idea of being intimated, she had to fess up and admit that she was - at least to herself, anyway.
Still, despite the fact that there were aliens, vampires and demons (oh my) running around, all willy-nilly, Batman and his crew of Batmites remained her biggest threat.
While she pondered over her current situation, she sipped on her piping hot beverage (black coffee) and stared out over the mostly empty lounge area from her booth. It was only her, a bartender and a pianist tickling the ivories in the corner. It was normally more crowded in the evenings, but for whatever reason, it was woefully vacant.