| Twenty-Fourth Faetality | VIDEO [Filtered from the Joker]

[onteamdyson]

[Kenzi's sitting on the floor of her room with the 'berry, clutching at her stomach. When she speaks, her voice is scratchy and weak.]

So... I'm not dead anymore. Hopefully you crazy little girls will stop befriending the psychopath now.

Conrad's gone, isn't he? All his shit disappeared, so I guess that... is a thing that happened. [She clears

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[bucky_cap]

[This is totally grudging. Hear how grudging he is to help you? But that was a pretty awful death and he's got a pretty big thing against the Joker, so...]

Any medics gotten there yet? And do you... need anything?

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[onteamdyson]

Not yet ... and a big bandaid?

... Wait. Is Steve making you be nice to me, or is this a trick?

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[bucky_cap]

I'll bring our med-kit, then.

[A sigh. You can't see it, but he's pinching the bridge of his nose.] Steve is comatose. It's not a trick. If you don't want my help, that's a-okay with me.

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[onteamdyson]

NO! No. Help is good. Just ignore me, I'm still loopy from being dead and all that shit.

25C.

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[bucky_cap]

[Click. He's on his way with some medical supplies and a couple of bottles of water. Well, one is water, the other is vodka for sterilizing. He doesn't bother to knock, just slips in and sets the stuff down, looking her over to judge the extent of her remaining injuries.]

What exactly happened? [Okay maybe he's also here to interrogate Kenzi about the Joker...]

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[onteamdyson]

That was fast. [She starts to stand up, but barely makes it an inch off the floor. Her neck will have to heal on its own, but that stomach wound was deep and she'd reopened it when she got back.]

You mean you didn't watch the video? [A pained smirk] I was trying to help out a friend... wasn't watching my back. My sneaking skills are kind of rusty.

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[bucky_cap]

I mean what happened before that video. What exactly did you do that he got a hold of you? [He dampens a towel and moves in to start cleaning up the worst of the injuries, idly wondering if anything is going to need stitches. The stomach wound looks the worst...] What friend were you trying to help out?

It's extremely important that you tell me everything that's going on regarding this guy and you, Kenzi. [His tone of voice is dead serious - and a hell of a lot less hostile than usual.] I saw the conversation when he contacted you. You aren't the only one he's threatening for information.

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[onteamdyson]

Ugh. I was trying to help Dick, and I think you know why. He didn't know exactly where that freak was, so I thought I'd scope out some empty rooms and maybe get a feel for what he was up to, report back, done.

[She winces at the feel of the cold, damp towel touching her skin.] He's insanely quiet. I had no idea he was behind me, and-- ... just...

It sucked. [She wipes at her eye. Totally just dirt there. That's all it is. Kenzi isn't this weak.]

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[bucky_cap]

You realize that was a stupid idea, right? We're handling this as best we can. You're only going to get hurt again if you keep poking your nose into this clusterfuck. [There might be a little concern beneath that gruff tone.] He's dangerous. From what I hear, he's about as dangerous as me, only a million times more batshit.

[He sighs and gets to work on the first aid after the cleaning up is done. He only knows field medicine, but thankfully wounds like this aren't something he's never seen before on the battlefield. His patch-job will do at least until she gets a real healer.] What did you find out? Dick is comatose right now.

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[onteamdyson]

Yeah, I know... but I can't do anything else. Sneaky's all I've got. [She shrugs. Everyone else has wicked-awesome powers and abilities and skills with stuff and Kenzi can't even do ANYTHING.] I just wanted to help.

[She watches him carefully as he works. Maybe he's not as much of an ass as she previously thought...] He's going after the heroes. He's got poisonous plants at his disposal. He's offering protection from himself to people for info. Assigned room is 27C but he doesn't sleep there. Moves around a lot. Most of his shit is in there, though.

That's all I got... totally useless.

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[bucky_cap]

Be sneaky elsewhere. In other ways. On the network, for example. If you want to help, you can help us get a list of everyone Joker's been harassing over the network, everyone he's 'playing nice' to, anything. To get a leg up on him, we need information.

[Oh, he's an ass. But he's not the sort of ass that will deny medical attention. She hasn't betrayed them yet, at least.] Yeah, we knew some of that. You're not the first he's threatened for intel. We're trying to run damage control on that front, organize protection for anyone who might need it...

We didn't know his room number, though. That might come in handy...

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[onteamdyson]

[Nod nod. She can totally do that. Some of the capes don't even know how to lock! Izaya could teach her some better codes and maybe help her hack.] Gotcha. I can do that. I can totally get you guys info.

[She feels like a pathetic loser until he says that last part. A smile spreads slowly across her face and she brightens] You didn't? Sweet. I did good.

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[bucky_cap]

[Well, they have Barbara now, and she locks gud, at least. Bucky's own are getting better, surprisingly.] Good, just don't put yourself out there to do it. Myself and my associates will run interference and deal with this guy directly.

Died for it though. [A scoff as he finishes up the wrapping and ties it off.]

...I don't think I need to tell you that I'll still kill you if you give up any information you shouldn't. I'm past caring about my identity, but others...

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[onteamdyson]

Where's the fun in that? Fine, fine. Just kidding. I kind of like not dying. I prefer it, actually. I'm the not the hero type.

[Oh what even, Bucky. Kenzi's rolling her eyes] You don't think it was worth dying for? Don't sell my amazingly awesome personal sacrifice short.

Nice work, Cap Junior. [She runs a hand lightly over the wrapping and nods her approval. John would have been proud-- ... Where the fuck is John? Anyway, she gets totally serious and stares Bucky down in a non-threatening way.]

Hey. Dick already went over this with me. I didn't have to tell him that I knew, you know. I know you don't trust me AT ALL, but I don't know what else I can do to prove to you that I'm not completely shady like you think I am. I might not act like a good guy most of the time, but I still try to be one. If I was gonna tell anyone about what I know, I would have done it already.

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[bucky_cap]

Take it from the guy who died once when there was no guarantee of coming back. Nothin's really worth dying over. [Hypocrite. He wouldn't take back that time he died in an explosion.]

Call me that again, and patient or no, I will punch you with the metal fist. [But then he glances at her, just as serious, though slightly more threatening. He can't help it, he's a scary guy.] You're the one who figured things out about us on your own, forgive me for thinking you have ulterior motives. Paranoia is kind of a thing in my business. After all, how do I know you haven't told anyone about us?

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[onteamdyson]

Mini Cap? Captain one-arm!? CAPTOPAPOPOLIS! [She seems to be feeling better.] I could just call you BB, baby. [... Feeling a little TOO much better.]

Nah, my motives are usually self serving and all... but not if they're gonna get someone killed. In this case, a lot of someones? I don't know everything, and I don't want to know everything, but the identities I do know are staying with me. Scout's honour. I am serious as shit.