“Aren’t you tired yet? Haven’t you had enough?"
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She sucks in a breath, eyes peering out at him. FEAR wriggles its way up her spine, but its not enough to dissuade the Clown. Instead she holds her chin up higher and puffs out her chest. She ignores the iron taste of blood that lingers in her mouth, she dare not look at the tears in her suits and the bruises the littered her body.
Instead all of her attention was focused on none other than the Bat himself. The Legend, the most fearsome of creatures a criminal could cross. It hadnt been her first time to have her rounds with the man, but every other time luck had favored her escape. She felt her legs shake a little, As he loomed over her. She spits a mouthful of blood to the side, wiping her mouth and smearing her ruby red lipstick across the clown white paint.
“ You gonna deliver another Punchline B-man, or does this chat have a point? “