16528/Come Dancing!

Come Dancing!
Date of Scene:	09 December 2023
Location:	Cochytus Club - Gotham City
Synopsis:	Kate runs into Selina at a dance club.
Cast of Characters:	Kate Kane, Selina Kyle

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Kate Kane has posed:
Some of Gotham's clubs are glitzy, gilded affairs reminiscent of the Roaring Twenties. Others are neon-soaked skyrises looking out over a city that can kill if it gets its claws into you. The best ones, at least in the opinion of Kate Kane, are the ones only the right people seem to even know about.

Down an alleyway, through an unadorned steel fire door, and then three flights of stairs. 'Cochytus' is one of those places. Narrow rooms and dim, blue light. The music so loud that one can feel it thrum in their chest like it were making their very own heart beat for them. The warmth of such a crush of energetic humanity brought together in the space making it practically tropical despite the bitter December weather outside.

Kate takes a moment's reprieve from the dancefloor. Her hair is short, she's foregone a wig tonight in favour of her closely-cropped red hair. She had a blazer at one point, but it's gone now leaving only a loose tank-top in its place. She drinks from a bottle of water, squirting the contents into her mouth with a sigh of relief.

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle arrives a little later, peeling off a long overcoat on the way inside. Black is the theme of her outfit. Thigh-high boots, short leather mini, cropped silk tanktop. She blends in well, at least until she starts dancing.

Not a lot of women can move like Selina, although many try. She -glides- out onto the dance floor, undulating and gyrating and grinding and somehow making it look all so natural. Short, black hair flips around, and for such a crowded floor the woman has a knack of clearing space around her.

Kate Kane has posed:
As much as Kate likes to unwind in these hours and pretend Batwoman is someone else with some other remit she knows nothing about, there are certain aspects of her training that she simply can't shake. In this case, it's the ability to spot a familiar face quickly in a sea of humanity.

Her eyes drift to Selina, tilting her head to one side. She knows the face. She's got access to her cousin's information database to a point, and she's compiled one of her own. A pair of red, well-manicured eyebrows raise curiously.

Nothing worse stealing down here. Not for someone as major league in the 'robbing you blind' game as the Catwoman. Is she here to blow off steam? Case a potential mark? Do a little surveillance?

The redhead puts her water bottle down on the counter. Here she was thinking she wouldn't be working tonight.

Then she's moving out across the dance floor, passing through the writhing mass until she's up alongside Selina.

Selina Kyle has posed:
Kate isn't the only one who has learned the value of being observant. For Selina, spotting the red-haired socialite is much, much easier. Once Kate is on her radar, Selina keeps right on dancing.

Kate dances her way over, and Selina manages to be turned away almost all the while. Then Kate works her way over alongside the burglar, and Selina shifts a bit to the side. Her hip bumps against Kate's, moving to the beat. Then she does it again before turning her head to meet those green eyes with her own. And a red-lipped smile.

Kate Kane has posed:
It's so loud down in the basement of whatever dull, concrete monstrosity they chose to build this club in. The music is an impenetrable wall of sound, and even if it weren't all the club-goers seem to be attempting to shout over it. Kate doesn't choose to do that, instead she simply speaks without making a sound - simple, over-pronounced words that would be easy to read lips for.

"Busy night?"

She shifts a little to bump her own hip against Selina's, perhaps subtley searching for anything valuable and not her's that might somehow be concealed on her person. A more choreographed version of the old pat down, maybe?

"Like your top."

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle doesn't break with her grinding, watching the redhead's face and reading her lips. Arms raise high, working the floor like a professional. Dancer, that is.

"Thanks." she mouths. "I like yours, too. Maybe we'll have to trade."

With a bold wink, Selina does a pivot and a turn around behind Kate, coming up on her other side. Her face close.

"If it was a busy night, I wouldn't be here." But they both know that.

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate laughs, though being muted by the music it's only the act of throwing her head back and flashing white teeth. She reaches out a hand to clasp one of the straps of Selina's top between thumb and forefinger, as though inspecting it more closely.

Well, she did her bat-job. Selina isn't working tonight. That's good enough for her. She relaxes a little.

"Didn't know you came here. Great place."

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina Kyle's top is fine silk, draping loosely enough that it doesn't cling to her sweaty skin. She tosses her head back with a laugh as well, green eyes bright as they meet Kate's.

Selina keeps her arms raised high as she dances, her smile becoming a little smug. She knows that she passed inspection and that Kate was just doing her homework. On to other things, now.

"What, did you think I'm too good for it? Darling, there aren't a lot of places in Gotham that I -haven't- been."