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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2014 1:12:14 GMT -5
Dinah sat on the bed of her room, staring at the closet for nearly ten minutes before she finally got up and started pulling out her mother's Black Canary outfit she threw it on the bed as she removed her current clothes and pulled on the costume. As she pulled the last glove on she looked at herself in the mirror and gave herself a smile.
This was who she wanted to be. Even if her mother had protested to it she liked the person that was staring back at her. She felt like she did something more with her life then just standing by and watching as innocent people, good people, got hurt. "See you in the morning," she said as she moved to leave the house through the window.
Climbing down fire escape she did a flip and landed on her feet. Agile, even in heels she started to walk.
She moved through the streets until she found a fire escape that she felt like she could ascend and watch the streets from. She eventually got to the top and took in a deep breath. Walking along the edge for a few feet she hopped a few steps before she sat down. Dangling her feet off the edge and stared out and down toward the streets of Gotham below her.
Letting out a breath to let out the evil of her day she waited to know that she was ready when she heard the scrape of a heel behind her. "You going to try to push me off or join me," she asked the person behind her.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2014 3:11:39 GMT -5
It had been a slow night, so she'd been looking over her tablet at this and that. It was only when in her periphery a new figure appeared. Heels, and fishnets? Really? Blinking she actually flipped up the goggles she'd donned for the night. No way. Those heels would break and ankle if one wasn't careful. This wasn't a Bat-family member, and the blonde hair was new. It had to be some newcomer to the Gotham nightlife. And to be honest, with that getup she wasn't quite sure what side this gal was playing for.
It wasn't long before she was able to cross rooftops to get to where the figure was adopting one of her favorite stances; sitting on the edge of a rooftop. A good vantage point with a bit of a thrill. She stopped far enough behind the not quite grown woman before her heel caught on a bit of debris. A misstep for Catwoman, but one that seemed welcome. She was only human after all.
"Mind if I join you?" Came the sultry response. It was rare few didn't know the the leather-clad woman with raven hair was. Green eyes, red lips, and claws completed the outfit, the pair of catears atop her own cowl completing the look. As she shifted to sit beside the girl, her own boots dangling she had to give the blonde's costume a gander. Heels, a bodysuit, fishnets, leather jacket. She honestly had no clue what sort of 'theme' if any the girl was aiming for. "It's a bit too early for pushing folks, at least for me."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2014 3:20:10 GMT -5
Dinah couldn't help but to laugh as the woman said it was too early for pushing. "That's good because I was pretty sure it was too early to kick someone's ass too," she responded as she looked the other woman over. She was catwoman, that much was obvious. Whether or not Dinah would point it out, was not.
"I wasn't exactly expecting visitors tonight. Good to have you though," she said as she kicked her feet slowly. Her gaze went from looking to the woman to looking back at the street.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2014 5:29:10 GMT -5
Another laugh escapes as she shakes her head. "And I'm not exactly doing anything ass-kicking worthy, either." Another glance at the blonde and the pieces fall together. Canary, if she's remembering right. But this one isn't the original. Perhaps mother, daughter? Not her business, but it does make her curious.
"Same here. I thought you'd be a bit older, if my memory serves me right." Kicking her own feet she gazes off into the distance a bit to their left. "Good night for a stroll, either way." Or a heist. Not that she's going to so easily give up her location on that.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2014 17:04:13 GMT -5
Dinah smirked. She figured she'd be getting a lot of that. It was sort of a dread pirate Roberts thing she was doing by taking on her mothers costume. "Lets just say my age is wobbly wobbly timey wimey," she said in an attempt to explain the apprent discrepancy in her appearance to the costume. "As for tonight? I'm having one of those existential moments that I'm wondering what it all means and what my place is among it all you know?" She had no idea if the woman even cared to talk beyond the greeting.
The heat of the day had cooled and was coming off the ground and it was nice to just take a step back. She hadn't been doing this for long but it didn't mean she knew she should keep doing it. She often, like tonight, thought about how much her mother was against it Eve. After Dinah had found out about her mother being the Black Canary.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 6:36:06 GMT -5
She can't help but laugh at the blonde's words. "Cheers to that, sister." As her feet continue to kick in near time to the other woman's, she shakes her head, brushing some of her free hair over her shoulder.
"Ah. Tell me about it. When I'm not stealing things and flirting with Batman, I have to wonder the same thing. The heroes and vigilantes have it a bit easier. Me? What I'm good at, really good at, is not exactly lawful. But does that make me a horrible person? No, not exactly. But that's all that people tend to think in, blacks and whites." She shrugs as her gaze turns to the street below them, a bit of her curious as to if she's helped Canary, or just given her more to question in general.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 22:50:27 GMT -5
"You flirt with Batman?" Dinah asked, the amusement of the statement was apparent with the smirk that she gave as she looked to Catwoman out of her peripheral vision. It was an interesting statement to just come rolling off the woman's lips. She was curious if maybe they were a thing but more it was an interesting segue between existential crisis to men.
She was Twenty, it might be something that still is on her mind... She could bench press most of the men that she knew and the ones she couldn't... well lets just say they would be wondering how they got on the floor when they woke up. "Not to pry but that's kind of cute."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2014 11:41:23 GMT -5
With a quick run and a leap, the vigilante landed quietly on the roof top. She took a brief moment to gather her bearings, looking around for obvious landmarks. She usually stuck close to the East End and the warehouses that housed the mafia's usual antics. But she supposed it was sometimes a good idea to venture beyond one's comfort zone. As she was adjusting the belt on her hips she heard voices. Female voices. She poked her head around the corner of the metal AC unit to investigate.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me... Her eyes settled on the two women as she stepped from the shadows behind them. "Sorry, I didn't realize this roof was occupied..." She cleared her throat as she pretended to check the bolts for her crossbow.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2014 1:40:45 GMT -5
"He's not that smart." She quips after chuckling lightly. It seems the rumors are still rampant, even though not everyone is hearing them. She can be partially grateful for that at the least. "Comes with the territory of all this." She motions to her own costume, then to the blonde's.
While she couldn't quite hear the footfalls, she was more than attuned to sensing when another body was around. Now this was something. Huntress. She knew the other woman, despite their differenes in masked motivations. "Occupied, but not unfriendly. Join us?" She'd be outnumbered at this point but Huntress wasn't going to book her. She was loitering but that was nothing to get one's panties in a bunch over. "Canary, Huntress, Huntress, Canary." She introduced the two women.
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