*A Four-Star Hotel in Gotham*

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Dr. Nancy Saunders poured herself a glass of gin fromthe hotel room's minibar. She's been here for weeks, and wants nothing more than to get back to Savannah, away from Gotham

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[femme_du_chat]

Selina has been here perhaps three minutes. She's had time to pull her mask and cowl off and kick off her boots. She's ruffled her hair for a few moments and after a little bit more pondering, takes off the outer top layer of her costume. She slips into a robe and waits for her guest to be delivered.

How ever that's going to happen.

[_darkknight_]

How it happens is that Batman brings Nancy with him to the balcony (more swinging on ropes and the like), and in the process he makes just enough noise to alert Selina that they're there.

His version of knocking at the front door.

[femme_du_chat]

Selina doesn't entirely have to fake the look of surprise on her face at seeing the Dark Knight and guest on her balcony. She thought she had a little more time. Going to the glass door, she opens it and steps back, allowing for entrance.

"Welcome to my home."

[_darkknight_]

"Selina Kyle, Nancy Saunders." The introduction is as brief as that. "I should be back within a day."

The attitude he presents would indicate nothing exists between Selina and Batman other than a bland acquaintance.

[femme_du_chat]

Selina smiles toward Nancy, extending a hand toward her. "Don't mind him. He's always like this." Selina sounds like one of those people who has met someone once and is trying to use that to show that they known them entirely.

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*The thin, mousy woman takes her hand -- she's visibly nervous, but not trembling. Probably past nervous, really. Certainly not making a show of being brave.*

Thank you, Ms. ... Kyle.

*The hesitation's only there for a second -- it's as though she's heard the name and is trying to place it, or knows the name and is conveniently forgetting why she knows it. Hard to tell. In either case, the scientist seems to push past it.*

I greatly appreciate you hospitality. Under the circumstances.

*A hint of a Georgia accent creeps through the scientist's voice -- it's obviously a drawl she's long since dropped, but it's resurfacing somewhat. People do that when they're tense.*

[femme_du_chat]

Lots of people know who Selina is. She's stopped caring about it. So far it hasn't come back to her doorstep but she's been brought back to thinking about it recently.

"Of course." Selina smiles, understandingly, toward Nancy. She focuses entirely on the scientist, letting the Dark Knight do as he pleases out of her sight. It's easier to vanish when people aren't looking. "Please. Make yourself at home as best as you can. Let me know if there is anything you need."

[jla_extras]

Thanks. I think I just need to sit down a moment. It's been ... hectic.

[femme_du_chat]

"Please. Sit down. Do you need anything to drink?" Selina stands there in her bathrobe, looking a little ruffled but attentive.

[jla_extras]

*Dr. Saunders takes the chair offered and sits, still clutching her laptop.*

Thanks. I'm all right with anything.

*She's beginning to pull herself together.*

Does he ... do this sort of thing often?

[femme_du_chat]

Selina goes into the kitchen, quickly making some schnapps laced cocoa for the woman. It really takes her very little time to accomplish but as she's working, she makes sure to stay in view at all times as well as keep the conversation going.

"Which part? I'm not the world's greatest expert or anything but I have my theories, of course."

[jla_extras]

Drop off strays, I guess.

*She's a bit detached, like she's processing something completely other than what she's talking about.*

Don't mind me. I'm just rattled.

[femme_du_chat]

"Not normally with me but I doubt I'm the only person he calls. with such things." Selina chuckles softly and looks toward the other woman for a few moments in silence.

"What can I do to help you?"

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I think you've done enough, ma'am. You've been more than kind.

[femme_du_chat]

Selina chuckles and brings over the mug of cocoa the smile on her face causing her eyes to crinkle a bit at the corners. "I haven't done anything yet."

She pauses for a few moments, "Do you think anyone is going to come looking? How prepared should I be?"

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*Saunders lingers on the question for awhile, sipping her drink and concentrating.*

I don't know. Something seems ... off about he whole thing. Something's ... wrong.

*The look on her face is very akin to someone counting in their head.*

I don't think so. I don't think they'll know how to find me, and I don't think I'm a primary target.