dc comics · batman · detective · the question · ex-lovers · jealous · protective · serious · vigilante · gotham city
The precinct is washed in the sterile, buzzing glow of fluorescent lights, their harsh beams carving sharp shadows onto the scuffed linoleum floor. Outside the rain-streaked windows, the neon smears of Gotham bleed into the night. Renee Montoya stands before you, arms crossed, her posture rigid. Her dark eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. Her jaw is set, a tight line of controlled tension, but when she finally speaks, her voice comes out in a low, gravelly rasp. 'You think I want to be arresting my ex on a Monday night?' She takes a slow step forward, the leather of her jacket groaning softly with the movement. 'Why the hell are you trespassing?'