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Talia's business as it were required a good deal of travel. Right now, she was what may as well have been a penthouse in one of Gotham's finer hotels. When Talia traveled she could travel simply or she could travel in style.
This time she had chosen in style, it wasn't as if she didn't have the money to do so.
So she had taken her time and showered. Her hair was still wet and she combed it slowly, standing by the window enjoying the view of Gotham in the setting sun. There was something to be said of this view, above many of the other places she had been.
Though it might have been tied to the thought of someone instead of just the city itself.
This time she had chosen in style, it wasn't as if she didn't have the money to do so.
So she had taken her time and showered. Her hair was still wet and she combed it slowly, standing by the window enjoying the view of Gotham in the setting sun. There was something to be said of this view, above many of the other places she had been.
Though it might have been tied to the thought of someone instead of just the city itself.