@fearofthebat (Closed V Day Event Starter for Bruce Wayne)
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.