The next day found Feli a bit more sore than she had anticipated, but she wore each bruise with pride for the people she had helped the night before. None of her injuries were too serious, and so she headed into her day job, doing her best to save the world just a little bit more at a time. Children were the future, and she made sure that they had a future to look forward to. Today was going to be the first day of her new Youth Center, and she was more than excited to meet her new students. She spent the day wandering the center, making sure everything would be perfect for their arrival. She'd spent every spare penny she had and taken exorbitant loans to get this place up and running, and she just knew it would be perfect.
Three in the afternoon came and with it a handful of young high schoolers, all looking around the facility curiously. She kept her smile on, showing them around and watching as their eyes lit up at everything available to them. Computers, a crafting room, a gym; anything they could want to keep themselves entertained and better themselves. She explained that if they ever wanted to add something or learn a new skill, to simply ask her and she would do what she could. Feli waved them off to explore and do what they wish, pride filling her. It was only a few kids, but word would spread. Good things would come of this.
By the time everyone left, she was exhausted in the best possible way, but knew her day wasn't quite over yet. She changed into her new "uniform" in the bathroom, slipping out and starting her patrol of Gotham. She stretched a bit as she walked, holding off on the mask as she stopped in a coffee shop. Caffeine in hand, she slipped on her mask in an alley, making her way along the back routes. By the time she finished her cup, she'd found her first mugger. He was a bit more brave than the others, fighting back against her and catching her left arm with his knife. She'd hissed quietly at the pain, but had been quick to knock him out. The young couple thanked her profusely as they hurried away, and she was left to curse her lack of first aid kit. Mentally, she added it to her list of things to remember, and went about her night.
Three muggings and several bruises later, Feli had managed to grab a handful of band aids from a grateful woman, and sat on a rooftop patching her cut up. It was worse than she'd originally thought, still leaking some blood even with the amount that had dried to her arm. It didn't look deep enough for stitches, so she chalked it up to being a bleeder. She fumbled a bit to get the bandage on, not wanting to take her thick shirt off out on some random rooftop. Cursing quietly, she continued, her brow furrowing as she concentrated on not wasting her few bandages.
"What are you doing?" She jumped and swore, turning a bit to see the Bat standing behind her. She shook her head, going back to figuring out her predicament. He moved to take a seat next to her, leaning to look at her arm. "What happened?"
"A mugger with a rather pointy object. No big deal." With surprising dexterity, he took the bandages from her, quickly getting two on the bleeding part of the cut. She watched carefully, on the off chance she would need to do it to herself again someday.
"I could have sworn I said be careful." It almost sounded like he was worried, but the overall feeling was amusement. She gave a small laugh, looking up at him.
"I mean, you did. And I was pretty careful. Not like I died or anything." He gave another shake of his head, releasing her arm. She twisted it experimentally, happy to find that the bandages stayed in place. "Thanks for that."
"You're welcome. Are you going home now?" She shook her head sa she stood, not surprised when he stood with her. He practically loomed over her, and she couldn't help but wonder if he was actually that tall or it was all the suit.
"No, probably be out a bit longer before I head home."
"I can escort you home." It was almost like he'd deliberately ignored that last part and she rolled her eyes.
"Don't you have, like, a bank robbery to foil or something like that?" He crossed his arms, looking that much more intimidating, but she refused to be bullied. "Look, I'm just going to make sure everything is clear on my way back, alright? You don't have to worry."
"And what about next time, when the knife hits just a bit closer to home?" It was her turn to cross her arms across her chest. She knew there was a high chance of her getting hurt, but it was one she was willing to take. Her city deserved better than what it was stuck with.
"Then it hits. Honestly, in a town like this, it's bound to happen one way or another." That didn't seem to sit well with him, but she wasn't going to be sticking around. "Now, I got places to be and I'm sure you do too. I'll catch you around, Bat." She moved around him and headed to the fire escape, dropping down a floor at a time until she reached the ground. With a wave back to the roof, she made her way back towards the Youth Center, mindful that she may be followed and she wasn't quite ready for that conversation with whomever was under the mask. As she entered the building, she breathed a sigh of relief, changing into her street clothes and slipping out the back. Maybe tomorrow night would be her night off, but for now, she was loving every minute of her night job.