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Manhattan has all the skyscrapers and rooftops of Gotham but a surprising lack of gargoyles. It's as if the city wasn't designed for people to lurk above it. Also: way fewer abandoned amusement parks, broken down toy factories, anything that just screams 'build an evil lair inside me'. Steph hasn't checked, but she's positive that the only crocodiles living in the sewers are not human mutants who also serve as mob enforcers. She doesn't know if the lack of these things makes her like New York or miss Gotham even more.

Her sight-seeing has been strictly ground level thanks to her injuries, which had induced a major many-day pity party earlier in the month. A real city with real rooftops and she couldn't go swinging in it, so so unfair. It still sucks, but Steph's mostly over it now. She is a bounce back kind of girl.

The compromise has been finding the best building with roof access that's high enough to give a good view. Also the one with the best security, just to give herself a challenge. She manages it, of course, total piece of cake thanks to her stealthy ways, and at the appropriate hour slips onto the rooftop. She's still on crutches but moves on them like a pro by now and is all decked out for the winter weather with more scarf and hat than any one person could ever need.

All ready for date night.

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With a smile she tips her head forward to kiss her. "Sexy even though I've got casts and scars and ugly parts?" She's not exactly at her most gorgeous lately, it makes her miss the flouncy allure of the Victorian clothes and being able to feel like she pulls them off.

But she still kisses Cass again as the elevator door opens. "That sounds awesome. Let's get a room."

"You don't have ugly parts," Cass said simply, shaking her head. Stretching her hands out, she slid her hands down Steph's arms. Her fingertips slid around her wrist before threading her fingers through Steph's. "I like your scars, they're part of you. Like mine."

Cass pressed her forehead against Steph's, leaning forward slightly. Pulling back she pressed a kiss against Steph's lips before letting her gather herself and follow her to reception. "We could even get the penthouse, we don't actually pay here."

"I do like your scars." Cass has had them as long as Steph has known her, just a seamless part of her identity that just make her more striking. She raises their hands to look at their linked fingers, Cass's with her callouses and Steph's blunt fingernails that were just starting to grow back in. Maybe it's just a matter of getting used to them.

"Ooooh, penthouse. I agree." They get out to the lobby and Steph hobbles up to the reception desk as the girl behind it fades into being corporeal. "We would like the fanciest room you have, please. Emphasis on the fancy."

"Hn, you like my everything." Cass replied with a teasing smile. Cassandra didn't tease many people, just the people she felt truly comfortable around and Steph had always been one of those people. It was one of the reasons they worked so well not only as partners or best friends but as girlfriends too. "We could get a plastic bag for your cast and have a giant bubble bath."

Cass tended to prefer two hour showers, as Tim could have attested to, but she didn't mind having a bubble bath if it meant having one with Steph.

"The best please," Cass said as the fade in and out girl handed Cass a set of keys. "How fancy do you think fancy is?"

"A bubble bath would be awesome right now." The chance to really soak sounds amazing and maybe Cass would wash her hair for her, which is just about the most relaxing luxurious thing in the world.

They get the keys and head back the way they came. "Fancy enough to have its own elevator." The penthouse elevator was, indeed, fancy all by itself, and Steph unlocked it before gesturing for Cass to go in. "After you, madam."

"You are drooling," Cass teased as she watched Steph processing Cass's idea. Leading Steph back to a different elevator, Cass slid in ahead of her girlfriend before waiting for her. "Fancy enough for you then? Good, I want... I want you to be spoiled."

Cass smiled, reaching for Steph before kissing her as the doors slid shut. Smiling against Steph's lips, she murmured a sweet noise before turning her attention to show Steph how she felt with her lips.

The mention of spoiling makes Steph face light up and she laughs delightedly. What can she say, it's the little things that please her. "I am definitely spoiled," she says with real satisfaction before tipping forward to kiss her.

At first it's just a soft, everyday sort of kiss but then Cass makes that happy sound and part of her just melts. Steph wraps her good arm around her and opens her mouth into the kiss because, really, Cass loves her and Steph loves her right back. She doesn't even notice when the elevator dings open.