[Starter for @DeadliestDancer.]
It had been a normal night for Gotham City. The atmosphere had been freezing cold, speckles of snow falling from the sky. The sun nowhere to be found in this god forsaken city.
The loud noise of cars driving through the city —
@DeadliestDancer — knew exactly what he was going to do.
His eyes watched as the random flashes of light illuminated her face. Her cold stare would scare most, but not him.
“How about I show you how distracted I really am?”
A scoff would escape his lips.
“I’ve been needing a —
— that sneaking up on me won’t work. What do you want?”
He asked, not turning his body to face her. A grizzled, aggressive tone in his voice. As much as he loved observing the city, he disliked anyone that took that peace away from him.
— Though, perhaps it was the criminals that were helping him more.
One foot pressed on the edge of the rooftop, arms by his side. His cape flapping in the wind behind him.
Turning his head to the side, he’d look behind himself.
“Shiva, you should know better than most—
Bruce would walk into her office unannounced, in a nice suit and tie per usual.
“Miss Vale, I came to speak to you about the last article you reported on…”