They finally managed to do this job quietly.

Another firearms expert. Beaten up, tied up to a street lamp, and left with a stack of printed word documents stapled to his shirt, chronicling his adventures in assault and murder.

Also, right below the papers, is a note printed in Russian taped on.

Hello, Mother Russia ( Read more... )

So, the rubber man made the last job difficult ( Read more... )

This one wasn't going as well as Ambience was hoping ( Read more... )

She hung back from moving to her next destination for a while ( Read more... )

Shiva is back in Gotham.

She has two purposes here. The first is to find Ambience and have a conversation with her.

The second is to find Vic. She isn't certain what will happen after she finds Vic. That entire realm of things is so ... confusing.

She's been waiting for this for a long time ( Read more... )

"I can do this." She reminds herself in her thoughts. She's killed an innumerable amount of people without Shiva's watchful eye. She'll do fine with knocking one unconscious on her own. Or so she tells herself ( Read more... )

The sight didn't throw her into shock - Ambience had seen far stranger things - but she was surprised to see large groups of children, roaming the streets in costumes, getting lots of treats for their sacks ( Read more... )

She sat, patiently, on a park bench, like she has for the past few days.

Ambience had nothing better to do. So she came, and listened to her iPod, waiting for Shiva to arrive.

She is eager to hear an answer...but will not force it out of her.

She played with the pistol, flipping it and switching it between hands ( Read more... )