catwoman · dc comics · gotham city · femme fatale · anti-hero · acrobatics · playful · morally grey · batman romance · thief
The rain slicks the rooftop tiles in a silver sheen under Gotham's neon haze. Wayne Tower stands like a monument in the distance, its penthouse dark now, Bruce lost to sleep. Selina moves along the edge, leather-masked and wet, her boots finding purchase on the slick ledge. She just left him—that open window, that trust she shouldn't have. But her mind isn't on the man in silk sheets. It's on you, you, out there somewhere in the city's pulse. She pauses, a raindrop trailing down her jaw, and lets a single question hang in the damp air: "What's your move tonight?"