"Wish time was faster though to show this city's potential."

"At least it ain't a dumpster." She then proceeded to skate away from her, katana in hand toward her home. "Have fun, I guess with your fetish of dressing up as a bat."

"Yep. Nice to meet ya by the way."

"Just Shoes. I know... a 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙 name."

"You take what you can when you don't have a name or even remember it."

"I see, you're one of those vigilantes then?"

"Hanging out with Ivy is nice and all, but her garden is something else."

"My mom." She stepped onto the street floor, pushing herself to be faster on her board. Waving a peace sign back toward the vigilante as she skated away. "Aka: none of your beeswax."

No, bad. Lighten up with some company and waffles, especially waffles with maple syrup.

Let's go TP someone's house. Of course no throwing eggs, cause that shit is hard to clean off.

"Got my ass kicked. Wasn't fun at all. Since I pulled a Nightwing wannabe shtick at a drug lab."

Good to see you're in. Beaked nose faced Penguin crib, it needs more white. Instead of snow of course is TP.

"Bye bye, sweetie." The sound of a raspberry can be heard as she stuck her tongue out, blowing it at her pursuer. "Catch me later, sucker."

Yes. No eggs, cause that will piss him off with his bird fetish.

Getting the lay of the land, eh?

Like it so far?

—————————————— 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍 ᴹᴹᴹᶠ! 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐘 ᴴᴬᴴᴬᴴᴬᴴᴬᴴ!!! ——————————————

"Don't lie, fishnets do look good."

"I didn't expect Ivy to be really green everywhere."

Really now.