It's always dark in Gotham.

Nov 06, 2006 16:51

Rupert Thorne is sweating. This is outside his norm, and he knows it ( Read more... )

sonia alcana, strange bedfellows, hugo strange, rupert thorne, detective renee montoya

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jla_villains November 6 2006, 21:51:52 UTC
"No bitchin' allowed. You know this shit takes longer to transport."

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jla_extras November 6 2006, 21:52:24 UTC
"Watch your tone, Swanson. Were you followed?"

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jla_villains November 6 2006, 21:53:12 UTC
"No way. Hearses ain't suspicious."

Blink.

"You all right, Thorne? Lookin' a little peaked there."

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jla_extras November 6 2006, 21:54:02 UTC
"A big man doesn't need a reason to sweat. I didn't come here to ask for your medical opinion, Swanson. Show me what I'm paying for."

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det_montoya November 7 2006, 00:19:19 UTC
An unmarked sedan pulls up along side the curb opposite the funeral parlor. Two additional cruisers are already in route. The sound of gunfire can be heard in the cabin through closed windows. She doesn't bother even opening the door before reaching for the radio.

"Central Six-Charlie-Tango, ten sixty-nine. Request additional back-up."

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jla_extras November 7 2006, 07:47:49 UTC
"This is Dispatch, Six-Charlie-Tango. 10-69, understood. Three units running 10-40, ETA four minutes. Do you have a visual?"

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det_montoya November 7 2006, 18:09:54 UTC
More gunfire. Loud and heavy. None of it seems to be directed towards the vehicle.

"Negative. Be advised. Multiple assailants. Units use extreme caution."

She lays off the radio and forces it back into its holder. The door swings open and immediately she goes for the trunk. Like hell she's going into an unknown without a vest.

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sonia_alcana November 7 2006, 19:17:19 UTC
Sonia follows Renee's lead, also not too keen on getting shot, but still anxious to get in. Thorne could still get away. This could still go south. Please let it not go south.

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jla_villains November 8 2006, 04:54:42 UTC
One of the side doors of the parlor bursts open, and a darkly-dressed man comes flying out of it, crashing hard against a tree and falling into a heap.

The windows light up with muzzle flashes, and occasional silhouettes are seen, like a strobe light.

One of them might have wings.

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jla_extras November 8 2006, 04:58:46 UTC
The front door bursts open as well, and Thorne's backing up, firing wildly with a sub-machine gun into the building, looking panicked and terrified, followed quickly by one of his men scrambling on all fours behind him, trying to stay low and avoid the crossfire.

The gunfire drowns out the voices, outside of agitated, incoherent shouting.

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aknightdarkly November 8 2006, 05:00:53 UTC
Suddenly, a Batarang flies out from inside, cracking against Thorne's hands and forcing him to drop the automatic weapon... and the man on all fours is suddenly being strangled with a cable.

A growl is all that's discernible.

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det_montoya November 8 2006, 05:17:35 UTC
Montoya has just enough time to unceremoniously drag Alcana behind the car for cover. When she peers up over the roof...

What the fuck?! Batman and a garrot?

She levels her sidearm. At the Gotham's protector. "GCPD! Let him go!"

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