ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Zatanna's Answer Elicited A Smirk From Selina's Lips Before She Even Finished Talking.

worried starters

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )

“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”

➺ starter for @jewelstole

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Living up to its namesake, Gotham was always so dark that nights bled into days. Sometimes the only way to tell which was which is by the neon lights that adorned nearly every façade. Currently they buzzed and reflected on rain soaked streets as Selina made her way down a familiar alleyway. They were all familiar to her now. She knew her way around the seedy underbelly of the city like she knew the back of her hand.

The cat burglar’s current mark moved along the shadows, thinking himself perfectly sneaky. She smirked to himself from under her knit cowl, amused that he had no idea he was being stalked. All the rich government officials were the same. They thought themselves invincible, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Mr. High-and-Mighty had been flashing around some major cash recently and Selina was sure that there was nothing legal in the way it was obtained. It's like he was begging to have it stolen, so really, she felt she was doing him a favor.

Just as she was ready to pounce, she saw another movement in the shadows. Someone else was in the alley... Someone who really had to know what they were doing to not be detected by Selina.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Selina's breathing was hard when she darted across the garage and made it to the front door. As she paused to unlock it, though, she realized with startling clarity just how quiet everything suddenly was. She whipped her head around to gaze at the seemingly empty building. Shadows swallowed every nook and cranny, making it the perfect environment for a nocturnal creature who liked to stalked his prey.

It wasn't that she thought he'd actually hurt her. After all, they were partners once. They'd taken turns saving each other's life. Her heart raced all the same as the tension in their little cat and mouse game thickened.

The silence was suddenly shattered when she heard the batarang fling out from the darkness. She ducked and it flew over her head.... which unfortunately left her open to the cable that wrapped around her ankle. Selina's eyes widened as she lost her balance and slammed down on the concrete floor.

The cat burglar was down barely a second before she reacted. Her feet kicked up in the air and she pushed herself up off the floor, landing in a crouching position. She grabbed the cable that was still wrapped around her ankle and yanked it hard. There was no way that she could hope to outmatch the Batman in strength, but she hoped that she had moved fast enough to take him by surprise. Maybe she could pull the grappling gun out of his hand, or give him a taste of his own medicine and make him lose his balance.

Not waiting to see what the outcome would be, she kept her forward momentum and launched forward. The cable now gave away his location. She jumped in the air but feinted to her left to bounce nimbly off a van and angle herself to put her elbow into her former partner's jaw.

Bruce watched as Selina changed trajectory, he had hoped after all of the stuff with the Riddler that she might change her ways- after all she had helped him bring down a huge threat to the city... But here she was stealing from a city that was hurting.

From his city.

Gotham was beautiful, but that beauty had been marred by a layer of filth and corruption... filth that he was dedicated to cleaning up even if it took the rest of his life. Extending his cape, a modified one after the disaster of the flight suit, the air carried him forward- giving him the appearance of a bat gliding after its prey.

Eyes narrowed as he watched her go into a closed auto repair shop. Stepping forward he crawled in through the window and immediately crouched. With a tap to the cowl, he could see everything- state of the art night vision had been a must if he was going to be catching criminals in the dark.

Selina would hear him if he took another step so instead of moving he stilled, controlling his breathing and gently pulling out his grappling gun. This would need to be done carefully, she could bolt at any moment.

His other hand took out a batarang and threw it in the general direction of where he had seen her disappear too, and then shot a line at her feet to catch her.

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ He didn't push her hand away, nor step out of her reach. Selina took that as encouragement, letting her own body practically melt against his. She had to tip her head nearly all the way back to still look at him. "I know you better than you think, Vengeance," she practically purred, pouring it on thick. Men were usually easy for her to manipulate, but she found that she could never quite guess what he was thinking. It was as if the leather armor were a steel wall, keeping her out.

Then she surprised herself by giving him the truth. "Documents. Files about my... sister." Sure, there were a couple of other shiny, expensive baubles thrown in the bag. Selina couldn't help herself. But the majority of her haul was folders full of different papers relating to the Hangman and the death of Sofia's mother.

Bruce could tell she was disappointed, though he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. "And you don't know anything about me." His eyes were unreadable, but he was studying her- trying to figure out what she might be thinking. The vigilante was usually good at reading people, but Selina had always been a little harder to read.

"What's in the bag that you need so badly?" Six months ago he probably wouldn't have heard her out- and he still didn't approve of her methods but if there was something else going on in his city well... He needed to know. Ever since Sofia Falcone had come back he had been on edge; even with her changing her name and being sent back to Arkham it felt like something was shifting... and he didn't like it

"I need answers. Now."

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ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ The response Harvey gave earned him a knowing smirk from Selina. She wasn't bothered at all by the challenge. They were right after all - it was big talk. Fortunately for the catwoman, though, she knew she could back it up. There wasn't a safe in Gotham that she couldn't crack, and she prided herself on that. She only hoped that Harvey would keep their word and come through with her reward.

"Well then, no point in standing around here any longer," she replied. Trusting they would keep up, Selina headed down the alley towards a window that was left open. It sat near the ground, but led into a basement - the basement of the building they were going to rob.

She dropped in gracefully, then began to lead the way to another room. "I've already scoped the place out. Security is in this way. We just need to shut down the system before we can help ourselves to the vault on the third floor."

𝐔𝐏  𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄   the  minutiae  details  of  their  scars  ,  every  ridge  to  be  traced  it  told  the  story  of  that  day  ;  though  ,  in  reality  ,  these  scars  were  formed  over  years  .  Sure  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐃𝐀𝐘  had  only  exposed  what  was  already  there  ,  hidden  beneath  the  once  seemingly  incorruptible  visage  of  HARVEY  DENT  !

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐄  ...   CATWOMAN  had  a  reputation  behind  ,  maybe  not  quite  like  that  of  the  infamous  𝐓𝐖𝐎-𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  but  it  was  still  enough  to  catch  his  attention  .  &&  She's  got  the  personality  to  boot  .  Hands  tucked  away  into  his  pocket  ,  long-tailed  coat  draping  towards  the  floor  &&  taking  drags  from  the  cigarette  between  his  teeth  &&  lips  .

 ❝  𝐁𝐈𝐆  𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊  .  Lets  see  if  yer  can  live  up  to  it  ,  pussy  cat  .  &&  You'll  get  yer  reward  . ❞   Of  course  he's  left  out  the  details  about  the  coin  but  for  now  he  needed  her  hot  on  her  feet  .

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Finding Zatanna alone on the rooftop wasn't a surprise to Selina. What took her aback was the state that she found her friend in. It looked as though the whole world weighed on the magician's shoulders and it pained her heart to witness it. She only hoped that the situation could be remedied as easily as beating some punk to kingdom come.

Hearing the words 'justice league' dashed any of Selina's hope of helping. She sighed and moved to sit next to Zatanna, her legs dangling off the edge of the building as she leaned back on her palms. "You know I've never been their biggest fan. A bunch of goody two-shoes, if you ask me," she said with a smirk. Then she pulled off her knit cap in a show of sympathy. "But I thought you loved being one of them. What happened, Zee?"

Noticing the way her friend anxiously picked at her nail polish, Selina covered her hands with one of her own, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Those losers were lucky to have you, baby."

Response to @felin3fatal3 -> "what life choices brought you here?"

"Well, it's a little hard to stay an average stage magician when people from the Justice League start asking for help. I assume that's not what you're asking about though."

Still dressed up in her regular stage show attire, the woman had taken to the rooftops of Gotham to escape the world for a while. She should've known that it would only be a matter of time before someone found her here. Heroes and villains alike were constantly gallivanting from building to building as if they were crossing the street. Zatanna would've had a better chance of having some alone time if she'd hidden under one of the many bridges throughout the city.

The magician was sure that she looked like a mess. Windswept hair, nail polish that had been absentmindedly picked off had turned into a small pile in her lap. She wasn't even attempting to stop Catwoman from whatever scheme had her running around the city at this late hour.

"Let's just say that the Justice League and I are going our separate ways. It's probably for the best."

ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Return it. Of course, like that would happen, Selina thought to herself. Gotham's self-proclaimed protector clearly knew nothing about her mark. The dirtbag who's vault she raided deserved a lot more than theft. There was no way that Selina was just going to put the priceless jewels back after she went through the painstaking process of liberating them to a more worthy owner.

No sooner had she landed a blow than her own back was slammed against the wall. She stopped fighting and looked up at at the familiar, black leather mask through long lashes that poked out from her cowl, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. "And here I thought we were just beginning to have a little fun." Head tilted to the side and she pushed herself up on her tip toes, bringing her face closer to his. "Come on, Vengeance," Selina pleaded with a mischievous look in her eyes. "You and I both know you've got bigger fish to fry than a little ol' pussycat."

Anger built in Bruce's chest- it was comfortable, like an old friend he was familiar with. Selina had gone back to crime, not that he should have had any expectations for her but maybe for a moment he had allowed himself to think she had changed.

His opponent didn't stay down long- honestly, he hadn't expected her to stay down but it was a little disappointing that she wanted to keep this up. His hand shot forward when something yanked on the cable, and he stumbled for a moment before tightening his grip.

"We don't have to do this Selina."

Though quiet, his voice rang through the empty garage as he stepped forward, "Return what you've stolen and we can talk." Taking another step forward- the heavy boots he wore giving away his position the further he walked inside, the vigilante's eyes narrowed as pain radiated through his cheek and his head whipped to the side.

She'd caught him off guard.

The idea irritated him, and without a word, he reached out to grab her by the wrist that had just hit him and used the momentum of the move to spin her around and pin her up against the wall.

"Enough Selina. It's over."

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