I decided to play around with Roxy Rocket in the setting of 'The Batman', because she's awesome and I love her. Not sure if I did her any justice, but hey.
"Nice rocket."
His sarcastic observation caused the brunette's darkly-painted lips to part in an almost manic manner. Either she didn't recognize the biting tone of his voice, or found something funny about that attitude. Something a little too funny.
She leaned forward, making him feel just a little uncomfortable as her gloved fingers came into contact with his own. It didn't help matters that the aviator's jacket she'd worn had fallen off some time ago in their struggle, and that with only a tank top, he was getting a fairly gratuitous sight of her cleavage.
On purpose, Bruce imagined, given the look on her face and the overall aggression in her body language. Still, he did nothing to stop her. Perhaps a part of him...enjoyed this, almost as much as she enjoyed the thrill of the chase.
"Mm, isn't it?" she purred as seductively as she could, which..unfortunately for him, wasn't that bad of an effort. "Gift from my employer. Probably better we worked out a deal, instead of me just nabbing it. Still learning how to work this baby. Hey! You wanna see how fast I can go?"
She was a bit too chatty for her own good as a criminal, but Bruce believed he could use that to his advantage. He had suspected from their very first meeting that she was working for somebody else, but hadn't any clue as to who. This was his chance to coax it out of her, one way or another.
As she turned around, presumably to speed the rocket up in hopes of kicking him off or frightening him into bailing, he grabbed onto the very same hand that had been touching his own.
"Roxanne. Who do you work for?"
She gave him a funny look. For once, an expression of hers he couldn't read all the way. Whatever she meant by it, he didn't like it.
"You really wanna know, Bats?" she chuckled, managing to wrench her hand out of his grasp.
He said nothing to her teasing, simply glared.
"Yeesh, no sense of fun, huh? Fine."
The wild woman sighed and shrugged, but in what looked like a defeated manner.
"He's not going to be too happy," she added. "Isn't it pretty risky of me?"
"That shouldn't be a problem for you," he snorted. "You appear to enjoy that sort of thing."
Her manic grin returned.
"Ooh, touche. You're right, I do like risk...But.."
She slid closer to him, much in the same manner she had before. He was used to female villains attempting to seduce him to get out of trouble, but while flying a rocket several stories above Gotham? It was definitely a first.
" I also enjoy the thrill of the hunt."
Before he even registered the fact her expression had darkened considerably, and her body posture had shifted, Roxanne had pressed a hidden button somewhere near where he was sitting- and as consequence, the rocket skidded to an abrupt halt. The ex stunt woman had taken the appropriate position to avoid being flung off before doing so- using feminine wiles as an excuse to mask her true intentions.
He tried to get a better grip, but was flung backwards- saved only by Roxanne grabbing onto the collar of his suit.
"..You wanna know who hired me? Well, catch me if you can!"
And with that she let go, letting him plummet to the city below.