This press conference is boring her out of her mind. She’s not even sure why she’s here. I mean, she’s only here to say about three sentences about the current state of national security -- fine, unfortunately -- before disappearing again and letting Dick do more talking ( Read more... )

She stretches, cat-like, on the bed and rolls over, running her fingers across the fresh scratches on his chest.

"I'm thinking of changing my name again," she says softly, her head lying on his shoulder, his chin against her head.

[ooc: After this]The door opens, not to his penthouse in New York, but to the streets of Kuala Lumpur. A smile comes to her face as she takes in the innumerable people in the streets partaking in Halloween festivities ( Read more... )

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