roomfordoubt:

rogueartistofgotham:

Elle sat in her small Gotham studio sketching ideas for a new painting. She sighed audibly while looking for inspiration out of the open window. Another gallery had rejected her art because of conflicting interests. Sure, she had her own gallery, but what’s the point if she couldn’t spread her artistic voice all over the city. The young woman paused in her thinking just once to brush a piece of hair out of her face.

“I really need something interesting to happen. It’s too mundane for Gotham tonight.”

If she’d tracked correctly, then the person May was looking for was here. She’d certainly heard things about some rather curious artwork, and it was something to look into, for sure. However, the proprietor had not been in the gallery, so intel had led her here.

She knocked gingerly, leaning against the door to listen for anyone inside.

Elle walked to the door. She wondered who could be here at this time of night. “Coming!” she called out, letting her visitor know she was on her way. Once arriving at the door, she peered out just for a second and opened it.

“Hello. Won’t you please come inside?” The young woman showed her guest in and shut the door. “What brings you here this time of night? Please, have a seat. Is there anything I can get for you to drink?”