Selina

[knightbynight]

Batman is aggressively Alpha, in every way - demeanor, voice, bearing and body language... and scent.

The playboy is a beta. Free to associate and cavort (and fuck) anyone he chooses, with almost no complications, but otherwise... boring.

There's more than one kind of mask, and Bruce has more personas than just Batman. Most of those personas are a lot more solid than the actual man.

Who is an Omega.

A thing exactly one person has figured out.

He's walks to join her on a balcony of some hotel, glass in his hand wearing the costume of the playboy. Not a single native scent on his skin, smelling of nothing particular except some expensive aftershave that doesn't suit him.

"Fancy meeting you here."

High society's not fun, but this game? Can be. For a little while. After that there's always rooftops and alleys and the docks. Or just him trying to stop her from robbing Gotham blind (he doesn't care, rob the rich assholes. The game there is the important part)

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[silvestris]

She turns when she hears him and she greets him with a smile. Here, in this party, his scent is familiar and not his. She still doesn't know how he does it, how he masks his own pheromones so well, but it tips her estimation of him even higher.

"Having fun?" She drawls, knowing neither of them actually like these little get togethers.

[knightbynight]

Maybe someday he'll volunteer that information to her. It's just technology. In truth he'd probably give her the ability if just the right circumstances and mood coincided. Meanwhile, it's almost.. fun to have a secret, as well as a secret with her.

Not without danger or potential threat, but that's part of the fun for him.

"I am bored out of my mind. You should create some excitement." Or maybe he'll be clumsy, stupid and start a (small) fire.

[silvestris]

She slides a look away from him, across the room, over the other party guests.

"You could guess who I'm here to rob..."

[knightbynight]

He overtly turns, leans one elbow against the railing and looks them over.

"I will guess the Swansons." For now.

It certainly isn't him. It'd be an interesting play but she's usually more cautious than that, if only slightly.

[silvestris]

A look toward the couple, and a laugh. "Mmm, an old man with a cane and a woman younger than I am... I'd love to teach her a lesson about self respect but no, they're off the menu tonight. One more guess."

She sidles up to him. "And then you have to guess if I've already robbed them or not."

[knightbynight]

He leans down toward her, albeit sideways.

"Just spit it out, and I'll tell you how I mask my scent." That's barely a murmur. Why? Not so he can stop her, but because he's slightly afraid of consequences of getting it wrong. Also, he can enjoy his own games, thank you.

Besides, it'll let him give her something useful.

Throwing fake scent on isn't a mystery, even if it's wrong. Getting the native one out of the way has to happen first and that one's hard.

"I might even share."

Something useful to commit crimes with.

...and that will keep her safer.

[silvestris]

Her grin is slow, eager. "Alfred," she holds out her hand and shows him a button. "Taken off his cuff."

For her, theft isn't about the money but about the message it sends. In this case just that she loves their game.

[knightbynight]

He should not find this funny - but it is perfectly her, and it is hilarious.

"He's going to take that out on me, you realize." In a very annoyed, mild, british way. "Let's take a walk. You can hold his button hostage," and he can be impressed, "and I'll ransom it."