SHE SLIPS INTO THE DIMLY LIT CLUB, THE BEAT OF HEAVY MUSIC VIBRATING THROUGH THE FLOOR BENEATH HER FEET; THE ICEBERG LOUNGE. Some things in her little ventures never quite change, do they? GOTHAM IS ALWAYS, & WILL ALWAYS REMAIN GOTHAM. Tonight, she has business she’d like to tend to; eyes scan the crowd with distaste but laser-focus, attempting not to focus TOO MUCH on the undercurrent of danger that always seem to linger in such places, [ SHE’S NOT ONE TO PARTY, NEVER HAS BEEN, TRULY ] & she doesn’t have to look hard / far to spot the one she’s looking for:
Seems to be engrossed in some sort of conversation with another, busy with one thing or the other; THEY TEND TO ALL LOOK THE SAME, AT SOME POINT, FOR HER ( Gotham never changes; Gotham never changes; Gotham never- ) but with a confident stride, she makes her way over, not at all mindful of bubbles or personal space [ IRONIC, ACTUALLY; CONSIDERING HOW MUCH SHE SNAPS AT THOSE WHO INVADE HERS ] ❛❛ Well, hello there ❜❜ she purrs out, undertone complete with a GROWL if one is to listen closely; ❛❛ Name’s Selena; I’m afraid I seem to be a little… lost, ❜❜
SHE DOESN’T ACT LIKE SOMEONE WHO’S AS SUCH, but she doesn’t exactly bother to play the part no matter how true it technically is. < @gothpeng CALLED UPON THE CAT, > She leans in just ever so, only enough to keep things at a playing field, ❛❛ But you? You have something I want, Mister; I’m… willing to make it worth your while, of course ❜❜ not that she means it that way ( SHE NEVER DOES, ACTUALLY ) but doesn’t quite elaborate either,
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