The sisters had put some time into this approach. Finding the right superhero, lay the groundwork. Ensuring they could not be found, keeping a very low profile, with Dorcas staying in the shadows around Gotham. They were dealing with dangerous and paranoid people, luckily they’d grown up among dangerous and paranoid people.
Running into each other went well, over coffee. They’d exchanged a few words, she’d introduced herself as an animal breeder. Rabbits, mostly. It was even mostly true, even if they were familiars rather than ordinary animals. She’d been expanding to birds lately, too. But didn’t mention that part, it might come off a bit more apropos with him than others.
The date had gone beautifully as well, and she’d let herself get a bit tipsy, before leading him back to the apartment she’d been living in. “So, this is my place,” she grinned, gesturing to the decently sized place as she stepped in, closing the door behind him and taking his arm, pressing herself to it.
“Now that you’ve been so sweet and chivalrous, seeing me home. Stay for one more drink with me?” she asked, tone light, flirtatious. “I have coffee, some energy drinks, if you wanna make sure to be all sobered up before you go home. If you uh, if you want to head home, tonight, that is,” she blushed a little, as if she felt she was being a bit too bold. It was easy to stay in character, fun too.
