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[sikisikiana]

Who: Talia Al Ghul, Kate Kane, and later ... Damian Wayne :)
What: Talia sneaks out into the village late, late, late at night. She's going to do some mind experiments on the villagers, or... you know, thinks she will. THINGS DON'T GO AS PLANNED!
When: WEDNESDAY, JUNE 30TH, 11:50 PM.
Where: VILLAGE.
Rating: PG... for hotness. And a little boy

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[assombris]

From above, a lone figure slipped through the shadows glancing below at her new surroundings and trying to place any landmarks. However, there was not a single building or street that stood out as familiar and it was distressing her. She had made several attempts to contact the Colonel but the transmission was either being jammed electronically or something else was at work here.

Kate didn’t recall wearing her cowl - something that caught her off guard when she found herself sitting on a rooftop of an unknown town. She hadn’t been drugged, as far as she knew.

In the blink of an eye, she was standing before her cousin and her brain was trying to compute was going on, Bette in that outfit and then

[sikisikiana]

There wasn't anything in the man's hands. No groceries, no books -- he'd probably come back from eating, and perhaps was stuffed. She could tell by his posture that he had discomfort in his abdomen, and though she could not see his face, she visualized it to wear a grimace.

Her gaze slithered across the street, quickly, then in the opposite direction. Unusually barren, which wasn't ideal -- this sort of thing was done best with the incessant background noise of a crowd's chattering.

Her heel slid without a sound, the toes of her sandals planting quietly with each step, as she made her way to follow the man. He was cutting through the back alley and gutter system behind a few restaurants, most likely trying to get home.

She wondered, briefly, if he was a criminal. If the Village even had crime. Could it even exist when everyone was of such a similar set of beliefs? Her path was direct and close, and she did not want to test his senses by lingering too far behind him. When he stopped to check his pockets, Talia quickly

[assombris]

This woman was dressed too nicely to even be an escort. There was a certain air of class that she picked up on immediately as she trailed her. While she kept a distance, it was not too far in case something was about to go down between this woman and man.

She peered up ahead to check any of the buildings and saw the lights were off and no noticeable figures in the alleyway. Something about the entire situation was off -- and she was going continue pursuing. It wasn't uncommon for women to commit crimes but this woman she trailed, it wasn't about money or jewelry. She had to have been born into green, briefly examining her clothes, shoes and the earrings that glistened faintly in the moonlight.

Quickly and like a ghost, she slipped again onto the next building, now following them both from the side of it.

[sikisikiana]

Her way along the wall was soundless, and she moved until she was adjacent to the man, taking advantage of his slow pace. The task was almost too easy, and she assured her conscience that she'd take good care of the man while he was in her ... custody.

"Afwan?" Talia's voice was graced with etiquette as she caught the man's attention. The moment his head turned, his mouth was smothered with a chloroform-soaked cloth.

"Shhhh..." She murmured against his temple, placing a kiss to his balding head, and let him struggle. It was, after all, just his dignity slipping away. She'd allow him that.