#intrepidassassin

“Maybe Commissioner Gordon is right, there’s always a time and place for the Batman.”

terry hates to admit that she’s right. much like bruce, he didn’t care for her warnings and arrest threats; although she has a point. terry only figured he would live long like the old man. for the batman was apart of him as it is to bruce, tearing away from it would be like ripping a limb off.

“Stick to it,” he mutters to himself.

there’s always hope for the wicked--

suddenly,  batman pivots quickly to face the left side. he feels someone watching him like prey. his eyes dilate, his heart picks up pace and he could feel the blood coursing through his body. he comes to find that an empty space.

[ 👻 ] – “My word! You sure scared that foul bandit away... he almost made off with my Yo-Kai Pad!” And if Whisper didn’t have that device in his hands, then this poor little ghost would be out of a job. The way this woman got it back for him, though -- it really gave him quite the start!

       GLaDOS scowled into the crowd of people attending the ball. Generally she was vaguely angry and snarky but with the addition of this nagging voice in her head telling her she was doing things wrong she was on edge more than usual. Not to mention she hadn't been around this many people in a long time and even then, she killed them as quickly as she could.

       Glowing yellow eyes laid themselves upon a woman in a red ball gown and ever the nice robot she was, she decided to walk up to her and comment on it. “That's a little dated isn't it? What time period did you drag that thing out from and why? You do realise it makes you shoulders look fat, right?” A pang inside her brain told her she wasn't being nice. Having a conscience was stupid and she thought she'd pushed that thing away as far as she could. Quick, subject change. Even if it wasn't very smooth.

              Evie had a tremendous amount of Christmas spirt, for a villain. Even when she found out about ‘the naughty list,’ didn’t stifle her excitement. She merely thought to herself, ‘I’ll just rip that list up,’ if it came down to it. With the joy of Christmas in her little black heart; she went into a Christmas themed shop. Eventually she found herself amongst the Christmas lights, “Wow! There are so many pretty little lights!” She said gleefully. “What do these have to do with Christmas?”

ALTHOUGH his connection to the Force was weaker now than it had ever been, it still lingered. Enough for Kylo Ren to tap into it like he had always have. Though it took a greater amount of concentration, it nevertheless helped him see through the shadows.

"YOUR intentions betray you. STALKING from the shadows will not work on me." But only just barely. This person, whoever they are, was skilled in concealing themselves.

@intrepidassassin

Last girl to scope. She was free to take any girl she wanted. This city was vast enough to make plucking off any random girl off the street a piece of cake. The thoughts of making the last stretch of this little game as easy and effortless as possible were tempting as she finished the last drops of her O-Neg in a cup. She crushed the plastic cup and threw it on the ground without a care. She had bigger things to worry over than petty littering.

Hold on. She had the inkling feeling that she was being watched. She turned around and it looked as if her suspicions were true. A woman was staring right at her with a notion of... curiosity? She was clad in the clothing similar to what she had been stuck in for Halloween and she did indeed look like she was rather interested in her. Huh, this was a different change of pace. A fun one. 

Internally shrugging, she took a chance and put on her game face smile on. The lady killer look, one may call it. What better way to add to the game if the girl was already seemingly interested in her. She languidly approaching the woman. “Like what you see, sweetheart?” She says with a smirk. “If it’s about the littering I’m sure the earth wouldn’t mind one more small piece of debris. Though let me be daring once more and say that I’m charmed to meet your acquaintance of such a beauty.”

She’s got in her hands: one pair of chopsticks, one giant bag of artificially flavored cheese puffs, and one round, neon orange colored puff of lab produced cheese between both these things.

Silently, she brings it to her mouth, chewing thoughtfully as she leans forward to offer the bag across the aisle.

“Do you want one?”

Because it seems like the right thing to do, because this girl has pretty eyes and seems like she might be friendly enough.