Dalia walked down the steps of City Hall and over to a bench on the corner where she and James were supposed to meet. They hadn't made concrete plans - she didn't know where they were grabbing dinner or if they'd do anything afterward - but it had been a few days and they both wanted to see each other, so they'd agreed to meet ( Read more... )

She hardly remembered the drive back into the City. All Dalia could think was that she needed to get home. She needed--to be away--away from that laboratory, away from the table with the restraints...away from the Cranes, her sister included.

Dalia parked in front of the apartment building, not entirely realizing that it wasn't her home she'd ( Read more... )

Dalia stared at the proposal pages spread out on Andrew's desk, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You can't--actually be considering this," she shook her head ( Read more... )

Black Dahlia -- if the papers were calling her that, she wasn't objecting -- moved through the shadows of the alleyway. James Gordon would be arriving at his apartment building any time. Luckily, the building wasn't in the greatest neighborhood and the streets were already dimly lit. It would make getting his attention (and keeping hidden) ( Read more... )

It was after midnight when she left the company of the Huntress. Dalia's adrenaline was high. She couldn't just go home and sleep. There were too many thoughts swimming in her head. What was she getting herself into? Could she keep up with Huntress? Would she ever know the woman's real identity? Would she be able to keep her new identity a ( Read more... )

Dark, shadowy streets on the other side of the City from her own apartment ( Read more... )

Dalia knocked on the door of Andrew's office ( Read more... )

As the mayor smiled in front of the press and told them about the research permits that were being given to Strohman Chemicals, Dalia stood behind him, trying not to look as upset as she felt. When the Strohman representative came forward to tell the press (in vague terms) all the benefits this would bring Gotham City, Dalia couldn't take it any ( Read more... )

[For: work_with_it, heaven_helps, gothams_mayor, a_carrion_crow]"I think I can handle it," Andrew Stephens insisted ( Read more... )

[Takes place about 3 weeks after last post].The beginning of the evening was going off without a hitch. Dalia was at City Hall, in the auditorium usually reserved for City Council meetings. The mayor was up on stage right behind his press secretary, Eric Sheehan, about to be introduced. It was a 'town hall'-style meeting, so security was in full ( Read more... )