Saturday/Sunday: 1:26am: New Gotham Club District
Helena sighed and moved some pebbles around with the toe of her boot. Her body and brain screamed out their boredom in a feeling that left her simultaneously restless and lethargic. Ever since Harley Quinn had been wrapped up in a big bow for the New Gotham PD the rest of the city’s criminal element had been laying low and regrouping.
< Something happening, Huntress? >
Helena’s pulse leapt as the warm, silky tones insinuated themselves into her brain via her ear. She just barely quieted the sharply drawn breath at the mental image of Barbara sitting in front of the Delphi, glasses slipping down her nose, brows knitted in concentration as she juggled more than a dozen simultaneous tasks. She could hear the soft sounds of typing coming through the comms channel. “Not a thing, Oracle. That’s the problem.” She made no effort to keep the boredom out of her voice. “I’ve been out here for three hours and all we’ve got to show for it is one foiled mugging, and even the foiling wasn’t all that hard. What’d it take, five minutes?”
< Four and a half, to be precise. >
It wasn’t a stretch for Helena to picture the half-smile gracing Barbara’s lips. That mental image gave her libido a kickstart it really did not need.[Continue Reading…]