Gotham City was utterly eerie during the night. It was almost pitch black save for broken street lamps that lit the way and shadows always seemed to be looming within the depths of darkness. Lois, dressed head to toe in her newest disguise, was making her way to the nearest subway station as quickly as she could. While she wasn't scared to be roaming the streets of Gotham -- she could take care of herself, always could -- after coming from one of Gotham's most notorious Mafia families, she couldn't help but be a little on edge. Even though she knew without a doubt that they didn't recognize her -- she played her part without flaw, she could never be too sure. So when she start noticing someone walking behind her, she tensed up. What if they were on to her? Not making an rash decisions or moves, she waited until she was in a better spot -- or as better as you could get in Gotham City -- and turned around to call the guy or girl out that was following her. Still keeping up her appearance as Nikolina Bjornsen. "Look, I don't take kindly to being fol--oh." Lois stopped mid-sentence, realizing that the person she thought had been tailing her wasn't such at all. In fact it was someone she recognized. "What are you doing down here?" asked Lois, still a bit flustered and tense, her fake, but very believable, Norwegian accent still heavily lacing her voice.
