The last match of the night had just ended as Nyssa Al Ghul looked around the arena. Today Nyssa had worn a dark red coat, black shirt, black leggings. Face painted eerily, Nyssa smiled as she spotted a young woman she hadn’t seen before. Taking a step closer Nyssa noticed that the woman was overstimulated. She began to speak softly. “Hey there my name is Nyssa Al Ghul. What’s yours? Would you like to move in with me?” Nyssa asked kindly, waiting for a reply.