Post by Batman on Jun 23, 2006 14:54:29 GMT -5
Gotham City was still dealing with the aftermath of The Riddler's attack. People flocked to Gotham Plaza, wondering if they would get another glimpse at the green-suited madman, even though he had been arrested hours earlier.
Among them, a silver lamborghini flew into the Plaza, it's windows shielded by a dark tint. Everyone stared, seeing it, as it pulled off the corner, and to a lavish Gotham City restraunt. The valet walked up, as the door opened... or, raised, rather, due to it being one of the newer models.
And there he was. Bruce Wayne, suited in a dark armani, with his hair slicked back, stepped out of the car with a sly grin on his face. Some people's eyes widened. Others gossiped. Either way, it all furthered the moment that two brazillian models stepped out of the car aswell, pulling the straps of their dresses onto their shoulders. Bruce smirked, seeing the valet.
"Treat her good, kid.", Bruce said, tossing him the keys. Bruce looked like a million bucks. No... a billion bucks, considering that's what he was worth. The illusion was working.
That's it. Keep smiling. Don't let them know the real you. Don't even BEGIN to let them know you hate every minute of this.
Putting his arm around the two women, Bruce looked at them both.
"Ladies. Shall we?", Bruce said, sounding rather... well, full of himself, doing it, as they walked into the restraunt.
The Batman had made his triumphant return to the Gotham City headlines. Now it was time for Bruce Wayne to follow suite...
Among them, a silver lamborghini flew into the Plaza, it's windows shielded by a dark tint. Everyone stared, seeing it, as it pulled off the corner, and to a lavish Gotham City restraunt. The valet walked up, as the door opened... or, raised, rather, due to it being one of the newer models.
And there he was. Bruce Wayne, suited in a dark armani, with his hair slicked back, stepped out of the car with a sly grin on his face. Some people's eyes widened. Others gossiped. Either way, it all furthered the moment that two brazillian models stepped out of the car aswell, pulling the straps of their dresses onto their shoulders. Bruce smirked, seeing the valet.
"Treat her good, kid.", Bruce said, tossing him the keys. Bruce looked like a million bucks. No... a billion bucks, considering that's what he was worth. The illusion was working.
That's it. Keep smiling. Don't let them know the real you. Don't even BEGIN to let them know you hate every minute of this.
Putting his arm around the two women, Bruce looked at them both.
"Ladies. Shall we?", Bruce said, sounding rather... well, full of himself, doing it, as they walked into the restraunt.
The Batman had made his triumphant return to the Gotham City headlines. Now it was time for Bruce Wayne to follow suite...