White-Rabbit stood perched atop a nearby rooftop, her slender form illuminated by the vibrant neon lights of the Gotham skyline. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she smirked, flicking a loose strand of snow-white hair away from her face. The city's night air was alive with distant police sirens and the faint sounds of chaos that seemed to be Gotham's perpetual ambiance.