bakerstreet : Picture Prompt Meme
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It's a cold winter morning - 4:00am, give or take. It's still dark, and Batman has been here in the outskirts of Gotham for longer than he'd care to admit. The trees surrounding him block most of the light wind that travels through the crisp air. Everything is frozen in place.
This stillness, however, is disrupted when a sudden collection of smoke creeps up from behind him. Batman tenses slightly as he eyes the dry haze, but he doesn't turn to face its source.
"I was wondering when you'd show up."
Andrea.

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"You shouldn't be here. This isn't about you." As much as her words were dismissive her voice sounded longing. She didn't want to send him away, it was the last thing she wanted. The fact that she bared her face to him made the truth of her feelings clear.
She stopped a few feet shy of him, her stance not readied or preparing to fight. She looked if anything resigned and tired.