Re: Gotham: Sam & Liam
[She didn't say anything as he approached, but she knew that was blood on his pants, and she didn't know what the fuck to do with wings that dragged on the floor. Would people notice? Could he just fucking fly away if she pushed too hard? Yeah, ok, no, think, and she just motioned left along the dark sidewalk.
She really had no fucking plan but the Heights, so that was where she headed. She could lie and say they were going to crash at the empty Donovan Estate there, yeah? She was a sucky liar, but she could maybe pull it off or whatever. Zatanna was close, and he wouldn't know one house from the other.
Ok, yeah, good plan.
She hugged her middle to keep from scratching, and she took easy steps. Ok. Conversation. Conversation would probably make him less freaked, right? At least she figured no one would bother a bloody man with wings in Gotham; this place was all kinds of fucked.]
I hadn't been back here in forever, yeah? [Casual. Step. Step.] It's still the same as it was a year ago. Some shit never changes, huh, baby?