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Gotham City/Hell
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[Kate Kane/Batwoman]
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"Try me, and see where that gets you."
At a nearby park, Kate looks around, seeing no one, she opens her right hand up, and then a scythe appears within it.
Staring at it, eyes slowly examining the weapon.
"Hmm. Wonder if he could make me another weapon. Rather, weapons."
Smoking a bit more, she tosses the finished cigarette away, then exhales the smoke out.
"I'm fine. Hell of a fucking right hand, though. Glad I did that. Now I know what I can take. Also, calm down. I'm perfectly good."
Eating a late night burger, she munches on some fries, while drinking a beer.
"What a good fucking day."
"So, are you going to call out moves, or, am I allowed to do as I want? I ask, cause-"
She would then quickly change this, and grab Rita in a headlock of her own.
"Are we keeping kayfabe? Or not?"
Kate then would take a cigarette out, ignites it with a lighter, and would take a slow, drawn out drag. Slowly exhaling, the redhead then looks at Kara, raising a brow.
"What help do I need? I am still here. I provoked you for a reason."
"You don't want that. Trust me, if I went all out, you'd be in the fucking ground."
Ruffling her blood red hair, Kate takes her jacket off, then takes her shoes and socks off. Tossing it all aside, she was a bit angry now.
Angry Kate is a dangerous Kate.
"Bring it bitch."
"Kate Ka-"
Being cutoff she would blink rapidly, and would then stare at her. Wiping her lips with her forearm, Kate couldn't help but get a bit pissed off at this.
"The fuck? Don't just kiss me. I didn't allow nor want that."
Leaving the ring on her finger, she would โข
"Red? Why is that always the nickname?"
Going into the ring, she stands, then looks around.
"So, want me to be mortal and human, or would prefer I use what I got?"
She would twirl the ring on her middle finger around.
"Your choice."
Kate would take the punch and go flying. Going through abandoned buildings, and then slamming into a car. For a moment, she would lay there, then would eventually get up fusting herself off.
"Hmm. I felt that. Huh. That's fucking something."
Within not even a millisecond she appears right behind her, and then speaks into her ear with a demonic menacing voice.
"I said what I said. Alcohol on Earth doesn't do a single fucking to me anymore. So, again, kindly, I am asking, punch the living fuck out of me."
"Punch the fuck out of me. I need to see something. I also mean, full force. Not some arbitrary fucking percentage, I truly fucking mean, punch the living shit out of me."
Kate drinks from her flask, then puts it back into her back pocket. Nodding, she stands ready.
"Go."
She stops poking, then she grumbles.
"Fuck off."
Smoking a cigarette, she motions at Kara with a nod.
"I need a favor."
Hmm. Though these two were polar opposites, seems they both didn't have a lot of others they could rely on. Kate could literally count on one hand, and even then, it would only be a few fingers on those she had in her life.
So, Kate then offers her the flask.
"Here. Know โข
