ID. WINN SCHOTT / * 000.
with gotham looking like it did, winn really should’ve expected something like this to happen, but as the shadowed figure encroached on him, his mind froze. “oh, hey.” he said, laughing awkwardly, as he was prone to do in dangerous situations. there wasn’t a very high chance that he was getting out of this with his wallet still in his pocket, but still, he backed away, until there was no further to go. “how about those asteroids, yeah? very- bad. no need to, y’know, make everyone’s day worse.” he threw his arms up in a hapless gesture. “we should all just go home while we can!” the technician carried on joking, never really able to do anything else when he was scared. “c’mon, man. i have like, no money.”
a quick , graceful FLICK of her wrist , and a cloud of blue magick is sending the stranger careening into the brick wall . shakes her head , TSKING softly at the now slumped man . words are quiet under her breath , spill like water from between her teeth . ❛ идиота кусок . ❜ turns to the civilian , a friendly smile gracing pink lips . shakes her head , as if to switch gears to conversation . ❛ sorry about that . are you alright ? ❜













