In the Dark

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Selina was somewhat surprised by his vulnerability. Or was it an act? “What, billionaire Bruce Wayne isn’t adept and invigorated by charming the masses?” She laughed a little. But if it was an act, he didn’t appear to be dropping it anytime soon. At first she thought he was joking, or toying with her in some way- but he really did walk over and help himself to the cake- and without having a better plan, she followed him. “You know….you’re right.” She spoke with the cake still in her mouth. She chuckled, almost nervously at her own lack of manners. “You know, you’re nothing like I thought you’d be.”

She smiled and he felt everything again. Every moment from the fear for her safety when Penguin shot at her. He had to be quick to get to the car but not loud enough to give away his position. The gunfire helped, but if he messed up or caught a bullet at the wrong angle the mysterious woman could die. And it would be his fault. He had felt the need to protect before, but not like that. He also remembered their kiss on a long abandoned Gotham Renewal building. But she didn’t know it was him. Or he didn’t think she did. Too risky. Have to be casual. “What did you expect me to be like? Pompous ass or party boy?” Whatever her response, he was glad she followed.  

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He didn’t know her. But of course, why would he? He was Bruce Wayne, billionaire. Known for being reclusive but still, due to his family name and business responsibilities he no doubt met countless people a year. He was the most famous man in Gotham, and she was a cocktail waitress. At least, that’s all she was on paper.

“I know who you are.” She never let her smile fade, never let her gaze waver. “I’m Selina, Kyle.” She took his hand and shook it. Yes, she was trying to get a read on him, but she had definitely met her match in that regard. While she hid behind smiles and seductive glances, he was a stone wall. Polite, but devoid of any clues as to how he might be feeling, what his intentions might be. But it hardly mattered, she was the one who approached him. “I’m from Gotham, I’m just happy to see someone else from back home.” Lie.

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“A Gotham girl? My lucky night. I honestly am not sure how to talk to these people.” Did that come off as charming? Or awkward. What would Alfred say? It’s almost a compliment, make it genuine but still socially acceptable.  “You seem easy to talk to. Can I get you a dessert? The red velvet is really delicious and I don’t even usually like it....” He made his way over to where he had grabbed a slice which he ate entirely too quickly before her response. Would she follow? 

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She hadn’t come here for any particular reason. Sure, she was somewhat reclusive by nature- but Selina had a social side from time to time. Ok, maybe there was the angle that she could swipe a watch, or wallet, or maybe even a tennis bracelet (or…three.) Galas were a buffet table for a thief. No one ever suspected that another glamorously bedecked patron was the culprit. These rich, uppity types always pictured thieves as dirty little street urchins- never a perfectly coiffed fatale in a Valentino gown. She had her pick, but she chose her marks carefully. First step, read the room. Make mental notes of prospects.

She scanned the venue, taking stock of the guest list. It was all very standard, a sea of beautiful people, most of which with more money than they could keep track of. But someone caught her eye, someone she didn’t expect to see, here, or any place, really. Bruce Wayne. 

Suddenly she’d forgotten her purpose, her priorities for attending. Before she could even think she was swaying across the room to where he stood. “You look like you could use some company.” She wondered if he would know her, recognize her face. Looking down she noticed the blue wristband. Raising an eyebrow, she almost mentioned it- but didn’t. “Having a good time?” She smiled, flirtatiously. 

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It had been a little while, but it was her. No one carried herself or talked like her. They had spent quite some time together when he was behind the mask. All the talk about the rich and how removed they were from everything seemed to suggest she knew. Or suspected. There was no way to know for sure. He’d have to see it in her actions, her reactions, her deflections. He’d have to read her. Problematic. Selina was always hard to read. The time apart would not have made his eye more sharp. Thought and action had to align. Careful.  She noticed his armband and not his Omega watch. Or least commented on only one. He would rather have had her go for the Omega. It was her why he chose blue.  He looked her up and down, not hiding it. It was one of her weapons. Let her think she’s already won and the game over before it had already begun.  “Not particularly,” he said, looking at a decoration, “but I’m sure that can change. Wayne, heh, Bruce Wayne.” He held out his hand to take hers in a faux-gentlemanly kiss on the top. “And who are you?”  @starrcrxssed