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“You people disgust me. Claiming to be heroes, professing to be good. You’re just bullies, dressed in fancy spandex.“ Nora had been preparing for this for some time now. She was ready, and willing, to kill every single one of these so called heroes.
“Now,“ she sighed, leveling the ice gun at the next fool in the line. “Who’s going to tell me where my husband is? You’ll not keep me from him. I will murder you all without a second thought.“
“Be with you in a moment, dear. Just making sure the rabble remains polite.“
“Attention, citizens of Gotham City. Tonight's entertainment is brought to you by random acts of violence.“
The plan was simple. Distract. Make a commotion, so that the Bat would be occupied elsewhere. Any hero, really. Keep the attention here, so her associates could accomplish the real mission.
“Play nice, surrender your valuables, and no one gets hurt.“
Nora stopped at one woman at the gala, looking at her frankly exquisite and likely absurdly expensive necklace. “Be a dear, give me the ice. It’s wasted on you, sweetie.”
