Information exchange || RP thread for work_with_it

[take_mychances]

Black Dahlia -- if the papers were calling her that, she wasn't objecting -- moved through the shadows of the alleyway. James Gordon would be arriving at his apartment building any time. Luckily, the building wasn't in the greatest neighborhood and the streets were already dimly lit. It would make getting his attention (and keeping hidden)

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[work_with_it]

James walked from the parking lot near the apartment complex toward the building. It was late, but it always was by the time he got home. At least he didn't have anyone waiting for him. And, really, he didn't plan on having someone. Not for a long while, until things got settled. He'd watched his dad put his mom through that, and he'd heard about his grandparents.

He sighed, wondering about these vigilantes. He wasn't sure whether to be thankful for the help... or worried that they were a signal for things to come.

[take_mychances]

"Officer Gordon."

She was in the shadows, but her voice carried. It was low, sultry almost.

[work_with_it]

"Yeah?"

He glanced around, and there was a very, very faint groan when he realized he couldn't see who he was talking to.

"Not again," he muttered.

[take_mychances]

She laughed. It was mocking.

"I hear you're popular with the ladies."