. (spacecowboys) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-08-22 00:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dc comics, *log, damian wayne, selina kyle |
Cottage: Selina/Damian
[She hadn't found anything at Wayne Enterprises. Well, nothing that made her feel any better. Bruce hadn't been to work. Great. She tried his phone a few more times. She tried his comm. She felt the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach become even heavier, and she knew something was wrong. Oh, maybe that was a funny kind of confidence for a kitty cat that was perpetually insecure about the man in the cape and cowl, but she would bet her lockpicks that Bruce would've answered her if he could.
And she had no idea where to start looking. Not to mention that she was currently jeans and grey, Ruger tucked in the back of her jeans and a comm in her ear, but no whip in sight. No suit, no heels, no goggles, though she'd put enough weight back on during her week of convalescence that she no longer looked ill. Still, she wasn't up to a fight with anything but a gun, and she knew it; she hated it.
So, distraction. She stole a fresh car - a matte black Lotus Exige - and she broke the speed limit the entire way to the Manor. She didn't bother with stealth, and she drove across the grass and grounds, stopping only when the zebras didn't let her go the final few yards to the cottage.]