@masterofthespade was invited to tea
It was day’s like this she was glad she didn’t live in Gotham proper, the sun actually shown out here. It was like there was this oppressive atmosphere that attracted cloud cover to that city.
Regardless, Eliza had finished setting up the table in the garden. She had met Mr. Lucifer Hughes about a week ago and had invited him over for tea, which he gladly took her up on. Everything was just so and perfect. She looks at her watch, she still has some time before her guest arrives; maybe she could get some fencing practice in before her gets there.
After a few minutes she exits her house, now wearing her green and cream fencing outfit and holding her rapier. She steps out onto the concrete and centers herself for practice. After 15 years of training, she is graceful and incredibly deadly at it. She enters almost a meditative state, blissfully unaware of her surroundings.
















