Holly Robinson is: (badnews) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-08-15 17:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dc comics, *log, damian wayne, holly robinson |
Gotham: Holly R and Damian W
Who: Holly Robinson & Damian Wayne
What: Company & deliberate, teenager-y not thinking about imminent death in other doors.
When: Recent. Prior to announcement about anti-toxin.
Where: Bat-Manor.
Status: Incomplete
[Holly Robinson liked distraction. When the ceiling began a steady drip-drip-drip and calling the landlord to fix it was out of the question because she had a teensy back-rent problem? Distraction. When Gotham PD decided to do their jobs and the night pickings was slow or the john wasn't as sweet as he could be for fifty bucks and a back-alley? Total distraction. She didn't want to think about problems, and she didn't want to sit at home and think about this one. She deliberately wasn't thinking about a Cat in another door that probably wasn't coming back before she'd even seen her and when she approached the Bat mansion, tucked into the corner of Gotham where alarm systems were high-quality enough that no one tried taking anything, it was for distraction rather than taking anything.
She was practical for shimmying gates, boots and black but a jangle of bracelets around one wrist and the sooty blot of eyeliner under her eyes and she knew the second she looped her leg over the fence she was probably on whatever high-tech security system Wayne employed and she didn't care. Because the best distraction was something or someone else and baby Wayne? Was miserable and that was distraction enough.
She circled, looking for a window from a distance and sent a rattling fall of stones up at one in which movement could be seen from below, ready to duck the minute the wrong Wayne looked out.]