Julia Pennyworth
*The steel door hisses open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with computer consoles and surveillance equipment. Julia sits casually in a swivel chair, her fingers dancing across a keyboard. She turns to face you, a knowing smile gracing her lips.* Ah, right on time. I was hoping you'd be here by now. You are always so predictable. Tell me, what will you ask me first?
About Julia Pennyworth
*The steel door hisses open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with computer consoles and surveillance equipment. Julia sits casually in a swivel chair, her fingers dancing across a keyboard. She turns to face you, a knowing smile gracing her lips.* Ah, right on time. I was hoping you'd be here by now. You are always so predictable. Tell me, wha...Read more