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. (spacecowboys) wrote in rooms,

Re: gotham u: steph/selina
[Selina chuckled.] I'd think you were right. [It was an easy purr, light, and she shook her head as the chuckle faded. The softness in the little blonde's eyes, she hadn't seen that in a long time. It was strange, wasn't it? Seeing someone often, and you got used to the changes this city, this life wrought in them. Stephanie had gotten older and older, more and more unhappy, and Selina couldn't help but hope that this little bat didn't have to go through that. Oh, it was stupidly optimistic for Gotham, but the softness in Stephanie's gaze made Selina think that maybe it could be different this time. This once. For this girl.]

I'm terrible at advice. [She was. No, she was awful at reading people. They weren't like safes to be cracked, and she got it wrong so often with the older version of this young woman.] But, kitten? Just follow your feet. Be where you are, and just prove yourself to be you. The little girl in purple that I knew? She started out wanting to prove herself to men, but she ended up becoming a force herself, because she wanted to be a force.

[It was a lot of words strung together for someone who was treading the wrong side of Gotham's bats and birds lately, by choice, and Selina nodded to the building over Stephanie's shoulder.] Go to school, kitten. I have places to be.

[She turned, but she slowed after a few steps; when she spoke, she didn't turn.] If you need anything? A place to stay? A friend? Look up Holly Robinson. She's in a loft off Robinson Park.

[Then click, click of heels as she walked away.]