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Post by Stormy Evening on Jun 20, 2012 23:53:21 GMT -5
Stormy made it to Wayne Tower on time, and she waited.
And waited.
Stormy wondered if he didn't find it or her buddy found it. She shrugged to herself before leaving. She was in a lot better shape than the night before. It shoed in her descent and landing on the building across the street. She jumped to a shorter building nearby and watched the street below.
Stormy went about her nightly business. Throwing off muggers from young women walking home, scaring the crap out a few kids in the process of robbing a cornerstore, and so on.
Eventually, only about two hours of day light left, it was time to go home. It took her half an hour, but she made it home. She stopped off in alleyway to pull her pants down over her boots, remove her mask, and turn her jacket inside out to appear to be in normal street clothes.
She unlocked her backdoor to the house and went straight for her room. She had rarely visited her father's room since she got the keys to the house. It was weird to go in there and know he was not around. It looked like he had just left.
Her room also looked very different than it had when she was a child. Over the last few weeks she had pasted the walls with maps of Gotham, blue prints of various buildings, including Arkham and Blackgate.
Within twenty minutes of making it home she was collapsed in her bed, down to a pair of shorts and her bra, bed sheet loosely pulled over her.
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Post by The Batman on Jun 21, 2012 18:39:36 GMT -5
He awake with a start. The loud clanging of an alarm clock filled his head. he had fallen asleep working on his Arkham plans when he was awaken.
"Get up! Get up! It's precisely 7:30 and 15 seconds pm. You need to be in position in exactly 2 hours to execute your plan. Toot sweet!"
Bruce growled in pain and slowly stood. The alarms subsided but the pounding in his head didn't. He found some aspirin and swallowed them down then prepared. He found some chloroform that he could administer before she awoke then take the sample. Quiet, and simple. His aching ribs thanked him for that plan.
Soon he was driving through the tunnel to another secret entrance closer to Wayne Tower. He made his way into the city and found an advantageous location where he could keep an eye on her movement, and waited.
The shrill of a female's voice spoke in his mind.
"Boooooooooring! What ya doin' B-Man? Ya should do like Puddin' & just take her down. No need ta worry about fancy shmancy sciencey stuff when she's 6 feet undah!"
"We're doing this my way."
"So we just gonna wait?!"
"Yes."
"Hmf! Yer no fun B-man y'know that?"
Soon Stormy was on the move and he kept a safe distance as he followed. He recognized her house. her father used to work for Wayne Tech before he was lured to join Luthor. Bruce had visited here before on short business meetings with him. Once again he waited until she slept and would then make his move.
The lights soon went out and he waited a couple hours longer. He found entrance rather easy. An expert at stealth he made no moves he stood over her bed and took out the chloroform fighting the numerous psychotic voices in her head screaming for the girls murder. He did his best to ignore them as he applied the chemical to a rag and pressed it against her mouth and nose.
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Post by Stormy Evening on Jun 21, 2012 20:30:10 GMT -5
Stormy woke up the instant she felt something against her face, the smell was too strong not to wake her up. She kicked at him and grabbed his wrist, pulling it from her face. She went to grab his other wrist as she wrestled with him. She was the stronger party, by far.
After a moment of tussling she managed to get him pinned down the the bed. She kept firm grip of his wrists and growled at him.
"What do you want with me?"
Her eyes glowed a low purple, subtly emitting pheromones. She was calm for someone who was about to get a breath of chloroform. She looked down at him, her eyes threatening to become brightly green and angry.
She was looking down, observing him overall. He was very strong, but he was not superhuman. She could smell that he was not superhuman, or alien. He was from Gotham thought. The smell of Gotham never leaves. She wanted to take his hood off, but part of her didn't want to know who he was because there was no telling who he could be.
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Post by The Batman on Jun 21, 2012 22:07:14 GMT -5
He cursed himself knowing this would probably go badly. He made a mental note next time use an injection. He looked at her and narrowed his eyes as he thought of the best way to approach this.
"A rock!"
"Flip a coin!"
"Wauk! Ya got her in bed!"
"What is green and purple and poses a great mystery?"
"Mow her down, Dummy!"
"Make her cower with FEAR!"
He closed his eyes and fought off the voices as he did he spoke.
"I...know who you are. I'm not here to kill you. I wanted some...blood."
He heard a giggle in his head.
"Now she's going to think you're a vampire. Great call. HAHAHAHA!"
"I know what happened."
He struggled to be set free but she held him tight. He cursed to himself under his breath. All the distractions. He may have to take his battle inward he thought. Almost immediately the mocking laughter exploded in his head.
"That's a thought we can't allow, pumpkin. Trust me the last thing you need is for us to turn on you....so think...again."
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Post by Stormy Evening on Jun 21, 2012 22:12:46 GMT -5
Stormy let him go but backed away from him. She cut the palm of her hand open with a knife from off her night stand and thrust her hand forward to him.
"Then take it. Who are you? You're strange. Something is wrong with you."
Stormy looked at him, her pheromones becoming more powerful, working to hush the voices in his head.
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Post by The Batman on Jun 22, 2012 5:13:11 GMT -5
He pulled a vial out from his belt and took as much blood into it that her cut would allow. He sealed it and labelled the vial of necessary information. All the while the voices seemed to fade for a moment and he nearly felt himself again. He paused in answering her relishing in the clarity that he hadn't felt in what seemed as forever, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath.
He was interrupted by an insistent ping from his computer link on his wrist. He quickly checked it and frowned.
"Damn. I......need to leave. Now."
He rushed for the window and looked over his shoulder at her his red eyes flashing to answer her question.
"I'm........ a friend."
He vanished into the shadows making a beeline to the nearest entrance to the tunnels wishing more than anything that he had the car. After a long run he made it to his bike and was at top speed headed back to the cave determined to intercept and deal with the intruder as the voices emerged from the fog of Stormy's phermones.
"Mmmmm....something about the way she affects you reminds me of herself. I wonder if she has a green thumb..."
"Oh go trim a shrub! That girl is dangerous to us. I think it'd be smart to stay away from her........or else! Get my drift Batsy?"
He didn't reply, but he did. Either they were going to completely destroy his fractured mind, or they would force him to kill her, and he held teh secret to his to do that in her blood.
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