Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

May 09, 2009 13:36

Ever since the Bats returned to their city, it's been hard to find something to do with myself. At this point, interfering with Gotham after that nasty incident with the serial killer would just be adding insult to injury, you know? Fortunately for my spare time, there's plenty of crime to be fought in other parts of the world. The gang wars in Detroit have been especially engrossing, and I can't tell you how many petty crimes I've stopped in Flint, Michigan. Good god, people, the auto factory left- that doesn't mean you get to abandon all civilization.

I think my favorite place to work is probably the Middle East. As long as I don't overlap with anything American armed forces are doing, nobody seems to care, and grenades are so much more fun to dodge than bullets are. As a bonus, men are often too caught up in gender rules to stare at my chest, lest they anger Allah (blessings and peace be upon his name). So that's fun.

Malibu, though... Now there's a fun spot. I had a wonderful date with Tony last night, P3 is a fantastic joint. We have to do that again some time.

Oh, and Helena- It's been a while. Can we talk?

tony stark, i can fly, there's sand in my costume, huntress

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