Unwinding [Pam]

[selinakyle]

She'd done it. Not only did the flush of success cross her cheeks when she had been escorted out, but the pride of achievement. Eddie owed her now. And that bastard Tiffany was hopefully soon en route back to his little enclave, well, wherever he was when he wasn't in Gotham.

Sitting there on the exam table, she had a lot going through her mind. The encounter with Agent Tiffany. The whole Dick/Nightwing ordeal. Bruce. And the dark, brooding, tall drink of water always in the back of her mind; Batman. Kicking her leg back and forth, she was hardly phased by what the loud clunking sound meant. Yeah, she was not up to snuff on everything. But she felt just...so confined. So she had been able to pass the few tests that Dr. Elliot had set up for her, and now..she was itching to get rid of the confinements.

It was naught but a few minutes later when a nurse came in, thoroughly examining her head, neck, arm, wrist, and ankle. Finally, the contraptions came off, and Selina was told to wait for a few more minutes. In the interim, she heard her phone buzz at her several times. Going to grab it, she glanced to the name on the display and frowned. She had no idea who it was.

Thumbing it on, Selina spoke into it brightly, "Hello?" As she answered.


Considering her line of work, calls like this were not uncommon, be she masked, or not.

[Pamela Isley - Poison Ivy]

Selina isn't the only one who is basking in the glory of recent achievement. Her little adventure with that fake Nightwing and the FBI taught her all too clearly where she's lacking. And she'd paid a very heavy price for the lesson: her facade of being an ordinary socialite. While the news of her escape has proven to be somewhat hit or miss - her escape was so often a mere footnote on the story about the escape of the famous Ventriloquist - she dare not get in touch with most of her former closest associates whether they're aware of just how dangerous she is or not. She's probably taking keeping the FBI away from her to the point of paranoia at this point, but it's keeping them well off of her trail.

Her more fringe friends, on the other hand, are perfectly safe to contact. And since her escape from the FBI she's been gathering her resources; one of those resources are potentially useful people, and friends that the FBI probably aren't aware of are one of them. She'd consider Selina one of those, since while the woman is actually one of only a rare few people she actually enjoys being around somewhat instead of merely pretending to be, usually when they've purposely done something together it's just been the two of them doing a little shopping. Odds are that the people who believe themselves to be her closest friends don't even know that they know each other.

Hence why she's decided to call Selina now - she has no idea what her shopping buddy has been up to since she was basically forced to disappear, or which bit of news and rumors Selina has heard and what she makes of it all. She'll probably be able to make use of her friend somehow, either the nice way or the hard way, but in any event she wants to find out how things currently lie.

The phone she's using isn't hers but belongs to a man she only met this morning. Eric Whocareswhathislastnameis. She'll ditch it and likely kill him long before the FBI are able to trace her to it, even if she's been a bit hyperactive when it comes to getting things from the black market. There are so many supplies that she just can't get any other way and, though she doesn't really have much money, she's not finding it too difficult to get it when she actually needs it. Though she's also gotten into the habit of not paying for things lately.

The smirk on her face is obvious in her tone as she replies, "Hello, Selina! It's Pamela. And I'm so sorry I haven't called you for so long - I've been a little busy lately. So how are you doing?" Notably, her voice is enthused with a lot more energy and apparent happiness than is normal for her. She may now be living at a standard far below what she's used to, hunted by the FBI and still deeply in mourning over the loss of all those plants in her greenhouse, but she's also finding it rather liberating to not be forced to live under the oppressive state of worrying about her reputation or getting caught. What parts of her reputation that are still intact will leave perhaps permanently soon and she's already been caught so she's free to do exactly what she wants. Which is more than enough to keep her almost constantly pleased with herself.