april catch-all.

[beknight]

Who: bruce wayne (beknight) & various others.
What: shenanigans for april
When: throughout april
Where: everywhere
Warning(s): none yet, will add if needed.

Comments

[dianano]

[ As if Steve is even interested in their surroundings... although maybe he is a little because it is the future, after all, but he's more interested in the man perched precariously on the edge of something someone definitely shouldn't be stood on unless they're a bird.

Steve can only see the back of the man, but the fact that this isn't Steve's memory, that he's here with Bruce and there's no sign of another Bruce around to be witnessing the man in front of them... Well, it's easy to connect the dots. ]

This is you. Pointy-eared, caped, all in black you. [ He has no idea what to make of this. ]

[beknight]

[ This is the real him. Caped, cowled, still as a statue with the patient of a hunter. Poised, not with a calm stillness, but the sense of something explosive contained within, ready to be set free at a moment's notice. The night was always more comfortably his. ]

[ Dry, ]

Astute of you.

[ It's another smokescreen: Bruce isn't sure what this memory means, what they're meant to be doing here. Then, there's a shadow leaping from the window, the arc of a familiar whip. Ah. ]

[ Steve had asked him once if he'd loved anyone. He said no, and it wasn't a lie. But Selina came the closest. ]

[ The him in the memory rises to the bait. The chase is on. ]

[dianano]

[ Ignoring Bruce's tone as usual: ] This is normal attire in the future?

[ And when the chase begins: ]

Something caught your eye?

[beknight]

[ don't make fun of his fursona!! ]

Wait for it.

[ They move along with the memory-Batman, the hiss of the grapple, soaring to the rooftop, and jumping over the gaps there. The shape in front turns to look at him, and the moonlight throws her into sharp relief: a woman, similarly dressed, but leaner, her goggles pulled down over her face. She flashes a pleased smile at him, and keeps running. ]

[dianano]

[ Just on that smile alone, it suddenly all makes sense.

It's game. Cat and mouse... or Cat and Bat, as it would seem. ]

Nice smile. [ Have a knowing look. ]

[beknight]

[ Bruce just linefaces at him. Typical. Obviously he thinks this is endearing. ]

[ Selina escapes him this time, but the memory dissolves almost instantly and becomes a more prolonged chase. Different part of the city, with sirens screaming below. Selina's still ahead. ]

[dianano]

[ Endearing, no better word to describe it.

Could anyone catch up this woman? It looked unlikely. ] So, who is she?

[beknight]

[ Bruce does.. sometimes. Just not today. ]

Who do you think?

[dianano]

[ Steve takes a moment to asses what's happening. ]

You dress similarly, but you don't seem like family... She seems like some kind of crook, but... [ Maybe there's more to it than that. ]

[beknight]

She's a thief.

[ A good one. Robin Hood on her better days. On the worse ones... he's got the claw marks on his torso to show for it, and several healed over on his cheek and jaw. The reason his armour is specially reinforced, there. ]

You'd think it was that simple.

[ Rueful, almost. As much as he began to expect their clashes as Batman and Catwoman, Bruce was falling for Selina — fell for her completely when he'd met her. ]

[dianano]

Did she steal your heart?

[ Steve just smiles at him. You walked right into that one, Bruce. ]

[beknight]

That's the best line you could think of?

[ You are so lucky that you're HANDSOME and CHARMING because -- no, actually, Steve is still getting the lineface of the century here. He left himself wide open. ]