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ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ When the brunette turned to reveal her expression to Selina, the latter could see just how distraught she was. There was disappointment in those big brown eyes, but even deeper, Selina could see heartbreak. Whatever happened really got to Zatanna and the Catwoman felt a surge of protectiveness directed against the group of "goody two-shoes".
Yet when the magician described what sort of villain it was that she went up against, Selina's blood ran cold. Violence against women was a sore spot for her and that protective feeling turned into anger. In that moment, she didn't even care what her friend did with her powers. Whatever it was, it had to be justified and the group of self-proclaimed heroes would be blind not to see it.
"Fuck them," Selina said. She lowered her head to level her gaze with Zatanna's, determination and reassurance etched into her features. "Fuck them," she said again, her voice low but steady. Then she offered a soft smile. "I'm proud of you, Zee. In fact, I think this calls for a celebratory shopping spree." Her smile grew into a mischievous smirk.
"Apparently, I overstepped the line as a hero. I made a decision on something with the hopes of keeping people safe. Next thing I know, some of the others are arguing that what I did could be considered on the same level of the actions of a villain."
A soft sight left her lips and she relaxed slightly when Selina squeezed her hands. She was still upset over the whole situation but the comfort was appreciated. The magician turned her head to face the cat burglar, a frown on her face.
"I don't regret my actions. That villain was a different type of evil; the type that every woman fears when walking the streets. It just... It was the first time that I saw my so-called friends scared of my powers."
Zatanna knew that she could just go back to being an average stage magician. She'd adored the job before getting brought onto the Justice League. She'd just wished that she'd left the Justice League on better terms; there was no turning back now.
"Guess that means I can always help you out if you need it," she joked, trying to lighten her own mood.
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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 .
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all i really want is you to stand outside my window throwing pebbles screaming “im in love with you”
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i wish i knew you back when i was small ‘cause you make me feel like im ten feet tall
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ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ Mirroring the inmate's actions, Selina picked up the phone and held it to her ear. At the sound of her name, her smirk grew, giving way to the fact that Sofia was correct in her assumption. "Hello sister," she replied. The word felt strange on her tongue. Selina was used to being alone in her life, but on the other side of the plexiglass partition, she saw a potential ally. "I take it you got my letter? I wasn't actually sure what these bastards in here pass on to the inmates or not." She took a steadying breath, the first inkling that Selina was nervous. "I saw what happened. To the Falcones."
brown hues narrowed as she was lead into the visiting area in heavy shackles. there had been some suspicion at first regarding who was waiting for her. more fans, reporters, hollywood big wigs wanting to turn her life story into a tv series? they'd all come over the past month and sofia no longer had the time or bandwidth to deal with blood suckers. but no – the woman sitting in front of her wasn't any of those things. she could feel it in her bones. picking up the phone, sofia took a pause to study the woman's face. then she realized. the letter. “selina?”
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ꪆ ⋆⁺₊ The promise to turn a blind eye earned Zatanna a wink from her friend. Selina was well aware of their differing politics on certain topics, but she also trusted her friend more than anyone else she knew. It was the mention of a "girls night out" that brought forth a sigh of yearning. "Tell me about it, Zee. Between your heroics, your magic shows, and my... extracurriculars, there's hardly been any time."
While it was no secret that those extracurriculars involved a good heist from time to time, Selina had also found herself busy with trying to figure out the enigma of the Batman. Not his true identity, perse, but she wanted to know what made the crusader tick.
"Tomorrow night, what do you say? We both get all dolled up, show the lesser sex of Gotham what they're missing and paint the town red?"
With how often Selina stopped over at her place, Zatanna should probably just put her name on the arm chair. The burglar sat in that exact one every single time she visited. It was like a cat settling into its favorite spot, a visual that she had to stop herself from laughing about. The cat motif matched her friend exceptionally. Was Selina cat-like from the get-go or had she started acting that way after taking on the name Catwoman?
"Since you saved my stage career from turning into a magic show on the corner of some street corner, I'll pretend to have no idea that you took all that jewelry." It wasn't the first time that Zatanna had turned a blind eye to Selina's criminal acts. She'd always been the type to believe in getting justice by any means necessary, even if it meant bending the rules at times.
"You just let me know when you have time for a girls night. It'll be the two of us in a fancy restaurant as a thanks for dealing with that jackass. Plus, it's been a while since we actually went out."
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