“*gestures to come closer*”
The man has his feet resting on top of the table, arms crossed until he uncurled one to gesture in her direction. She can’t see his face hidden by his mask, but she’s sure he’s smirking from the way he’s moving. Body language is easy to decrypt && Dinah knows it better than anyone. He watched her fight, even refusing to join her when she had been struggling with two opponents, && now ? He wanted her to come at him ?
Finalizing to tie up the thugs together, she shot a quick message to GCPD, before slowly considering his request. Deadpool was an ass. A big asshole even. That was shady.
She removed her dusting gloves, rolled up her sleeves && made her way to him with swaying lips. Canary smirked back at the man, searching for his eyes but in vain, he was underneath for sure, somewhere watching her back && she had no idea how to read him. Once enough close to him, she quickly swept off his feet from the table && gripped on his tiny index with a martial trick, which was still twirling at her. “ I’m not a pet. You hear me behind that mask or you’re faking to faint ? ”
silent actions. accepting. @triggeritch
