𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼. (
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· CALL ME OUT (AUTUMN) ·
🎃 AUTUMN
it's a highwayhighway to the dark
and a neon medusa
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The fact was that aliens existed. Amazonians, Atlanteans, Metahumans. The concept of reality slipping and another version of himself, or even someone he knew, was hardly as mind bending as it would have been a few years ago. His mind sometimes struggled to remind itself that this was all reality now and again. That hardly meant that reality wasn't what it was.
A younger Catwoman. It brought back certain memories better left tucked away.
"The man inside the car--he's not dead, is he?"
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He might be taking this all in stride but she was looking over him so critically. That jawline was something else, and the suit looked like armor more than a symbol. Much like Gotham, the man was more utilitarian in appearance. This place was not her Gotham but he fit in just fine.
Older, more gruff and grizzled than the man she knew but as soon as he asked the question she had to laugh at his similarity.
"No, I toy with my prey a while first."
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"I get the feeling I'm old and all of this is new. My Gotham doesn't look like this at all, but I still knew where I was." Weird right?