Can't run from me.....

[dbattyones.livejournal.com]

She smiled, anticipating the moment.

The scientist was fleeing, but Katalyn was in front of him, not behind. He didn't see her because he was focused on the falling shadow of the Batman.

Sticking out her foot from the shadows she smiled, satisfied when he crashed to the alleyway with a yelp.

"You'd think a genius would have some sort of aircraft on his rooftop," she shook her head, muttering as she went to the fallen man as she coughed. "I mean please. Running from a Bat on foot is just stupid."

She reached down and grabbed his gun, trigged her left claw and sliced through it, then chucked it. "Hold still. The Bat's a second away," she laughed softly, golden eyes gleaming as she put a foot on the back of his neck. He made some muffled growl, but she only rolled her eyes, then looked up, grinning.

"Hey. There you are," she said. This was a good night. A very, good night.

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[detectivebats.livejournal.com]

A nod in response. Which was a much warmer reaction than last time. Indeed he had checked her facts, checked everything, and it had all come up right. Of course it could be a very elaborate plot to get close to him, but for right now, he had no other choice than to trust her, obviously. But one's actions spoke louder than one's words, and she had done nothing (much) to prove the point otherwise. He'd tread carefully, for now.

A batarang in one hand, he walked closer to where Katalyn had the scientist in hand...well, on foot, anyway.

Someone misses the Bat

[random-w00t.livejournal.com]

Dämmerung looked at the clocktower, then put her ears back in a frown before tapping the communicator that her new family head had given her. "Batman? I am at the meeting place. Is something vrong?"