DC's Path of Ruin: Book I

December 25th, 2014 - Part 4

Day 9 - December 25th, 2014 : Late Morning - Around 11 AM (Watchtower)

Selina collected herself in the women's bathroom, pulled her purse closer to herself, dabbing her cheekbones.

"You are stronger than him, kitty-cat" The woman preached a motto - looking for inspiration for what she was going to do. Her son was hovering outside the bathroom door, attempting to butter her up no doubt - all the hugs and kissing. But it wasn't going to work. No, Selina was more dignified than this. Eighteen years the fool, no... Selina raised her nose at the mirror and stared at her angles. No...she would never be that low again.

Time for a new chapter. She thought she found happiness after all the years of strife in dead-city Gotham. But it was just another page, waiting for a long time to be flipped. Her eyes glistened again and she leaned over the sink. A hand cupped over her glossed lips, doing her makeup extra attentively today to turn on Bruce with the greatest amount of poise she could.

"You are stronger than him, kitty-cat" She said one more time, inhaling deeply and looking at herself - making sure she didn't cry and ruin her eyeliner or mascara. Dabbing her face and throwing away the towelette she came out of the bathroom with Brian by the door. She said nothing to him, walking straight to the command room where Barry would be to give her permission to leave the tower.

Brian followed his mother closely, knowing that she wouldn't talk to him. Even if she refused to talk to him anymore, he would continue to stick with her. No matter what. She was all the boy had at this point.

Barry turned his head to see Selina Kyle walking down with Brian at her heels. She was dressed up in a one piece white, pointed-shoulder suit with a deep plunge to her mid chest - built in bra to press up her breasts and the bra dripped with black chains. The entire white outfit accessorized with black: rings, chokers, heels, dramatic smokey eye. Her intensity coming straight to him.

Selina commanded as much presence as she could, given her circumstances of what he saw her as yesterday. But the success of being a great liar is pretend: pretend it didn't happen and most of the population nearly forgets...shoves it somewhere in the back of their mind to be lost.

"I would like to be teleported off the Watchtower, immediately" she requested of Barry.

"To where?" Selina subtly turned and looked over her shoulder for Brian to leave. Brian didn't move. He wanted to find his mother's eyes and plead to her to not get rid of him.

She stared a second longer, taking his his look before gazing forward coldly. Two could play at this game, she was a professional escape artist. She would simply tell Barry an area adjacent - expect Brian to follow and disappear within the cities to where she wanted to be exactly.

"Fort Worth, Texas. I will be going alone. With no one else."

Barry looked with a raised brow to her and then to Brian questioningly.

"I was clear, I did not stutter" Selina said, not blinking.

Barry mentally shrugged it off. "Please step over to the teleporter." He responded. Selina did not hesitate to sashay her way over to the location - taking long strides in her stilettos. Brian continued following her, standing with one foot on the teleporter area and one off of it.

Barry raised a brow at Brian. "Please step off of the teleporter Brian." He called. However, Brian rather simply ignored him and stood there. He looked at his mother, who wouldn't hold his gaze.

Barry breathed in his nose and out of his mouth. "Brian... please step off of the teleporter.." He admonished the boy to do again.

Selina finally started at Brian.