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Post by birdsofprey657 on Aug 16, 2011 13:08:30 GMT -5
The gate opened with a push of his hands, his umbrella guiding his way and the black top hat firmly planted like a plant in the ground. He wabbled over and kept walking, the leaves that didn't fade even during summer like this, brushed around his movements. The wind accompanying his every movement. It was Cobblepot Manor, except that the wood had rotted, spider webs, half the house was burned and ruined. He touched the door but it fell down. "This wasn't worth the trip". Now to his parents graves, buried in the same place.
His legs were improving as he walked, he grunted once maybe twice because the wind was getting colder and milder. He gravestones had their names and the dates that they died. "Hello father, hello mother. I am the child that you never saw, that you never loved, the one who was raised and hated for it." Maybe it was a monologue but it was true. He dropped on two knees, put down the umbrella.
The FBI was everywhere, he wasn't sure if they were going to attack the Iceberg Lounge, that was his pride, if they took that from him he would ruin the FBI like he did the batman. His armed gunman were still in the car, he didn't want them on sacred ground, if he did see them he would kill them.
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Post by selinakyle on Aug 16, 2011 22:14:41 GMT -5
Selina had settled in a tree, legs stretched before her as she waited for Cobblepot, going over the text message he had sent her. As she had rolled her eyes, she at this time loathed going in costume. With the new revelations Lisa had told her, along with the Rouges dissapearing one by one, she was almost overly cautious.
But she couldn't think of that now. If Oswald was asking her for something, then hell, she was going to make him beg, especially for putting her own livelihood on the line. As she heard the shuffling walk of the Penguin, Selina easily dropped from her perch, letting out a mild yawn.
"Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in..." She purred out, striding over to him, hips swaying with each step as she went to face the...man. "You know, with the FBI crawling everywhere....this is quite the risk." The less, the better for right now, he could talk, and she would listen. Green eyes dropped half-lidded, a bemused look on her red lips as she buffed a claw.
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Post by birdsofprey657 on Aug 16, 2011 22:26:54 GMT -5
Oswald was still staring at his parent's graves with questions and anger, but then catwoman appeared."Usually cat's don't respond when being called, of course you usually don't show up." Catwoman was a woman was was sleek, stylish, and devilish all at the same time. She didn't listen to anyone, and she certainly didn't enjoy being yelled at. Things that Cobblepot had in common with her. He had important business to discuss with her. Business involving.. The batman. He stepped off from the ground, and turned to meet her. "The Feds are everywhere at all times, I have no doubt that they are tracking me. But there is a more important problem, one that if we can tie in a web we can use him to get the FBI to back down. The batman." He walked now to the side of the old manor, a large breeze and the flash of leaves along with it followed.
"Batsy has been a thorn in our sides since we ever made contact with him, the only way to beat him is too work together, and alone. Your good with sexuality, I'm sure you could do a lap dance for him, maybe manipulate him into helping us." When cobblepot had a plan and thought about it it usually worked, even some success was better than a failure. He continued walking though now his hand motion with his umbrella was picking up. " We start picking at him from different angles, you from one, me from the other. We pick at the people he loves, soak them in water and leave them out to dry in the spotlight. He will surrender, then once and for all we kill him!"
He jumbled his umbrella as if stabbing someone. "He has people who he cares about, he'll have to make the decision that we can't make, the decision to turn himself in. If he doesn't turn himself in then Gotham's worst will burn Gotham's brightest?" What do you think?" Course the Penguin was just spouting blueprints, he knew there were flaws but he wanted to use the bat as an insurance policy in case one of them were caught. He could try and if not then a building would blow up.
He waited for her response, turning to her with fixed and clamoring ears.
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Post by selinakyle on Aug 16, 2011 22:35:12 GMT -5
"There is a problem with that, Ozzie." Selina said rather quietly. "they're not just going after us. They're going after Batman. Nightwing. Robin. All of them that usually go after us." Crossing her arms, she didn't quite shut down...but she debated this. He did have a good point. And he also didn't see what went on between the Batman and Catwoman on the rooftops. Few did. Yes,there was the fighting, the physical blows. But there was also the close confinements, the flirting, the raw sexuality and the taunting. Oh the taunting. Which usually caused Batman to crack, and run.
"I'll find him. I've already ran into Nightwing and Batgirl. Finding him can't be any worse." It would be a challenge to her. She may have to put in a favor, but that was nothing new for her. Spinning on her heel she closed the distance between her and the Penguin, easily crouching so she was right in front of him, skintight leather and curves within reach. Reaching a claw to tap him on the nose she smirked, standing slowly and blowing him a kiss.
"Give me three days. I'll pull a few favors in, and let you know what I can do-That is, if I haven't done it already." She was going to need time to think on this one. Batman...their chemistry, and moreso, Gotham's freedom.
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Post by birdsofprey657 on Aug 16, 2011 22:49:02 GMT -5
Catwoman always did this, somehow blow him off like the other Rogues, whether she knew it or not she needed Cobblepot. He took her arm, "I'm not done with this meeting Kitty cat. The only reason the FBI is interested in us is because we specifically pose a threat to the whole entire operation. Joker, Riddler, Freeze, Two-face, the other's they all have plans. Plans that will get this war into the Rodney King riots. Gotham deserves a better government. I don't like being locked up in a cage like a bird. A bird is a free animal, one who kills and embodies cunning, survival, and tactics to ensure that the species grow." He was sure the message was clear but he would speak it anyhow, "No matter how much legging or whips you give the batman, he's still going to fight the FBI and you. That's where I come into play. I'm the boundary to remind him that he has the duty to fight the FBI. We need another ally in this war. Batman and his kiddies from Candy Kitchen may be something that we use. After the war, we cross them and trap them. It's time that Gotham belong to us and not ADA's, Mayor's, Agent Tiffany, and the batman. This is our fight, one that the FBI will lose, because they have no idea who they are dealing with."
Reiteration was a poweful tool in business and in crime. Luckily crime was a business, as were many things. Two things that the Penguin loved because he was so damn good at them. "I'm investing my cards in you sugarpop,.Joker, Riddler, and the others have their own plans which will further add oil to the fire. And I know that you have a price on your head from twenty gangs and the mob. Do this, and I'll remove that price, for both our sake, your too good alive for someone to shoot a black cat."
Now like all salesman he showed her her fears and the reality. He took her hand, "Those paws have touched things that weren't their's hmmph?" He wasn't blackmailing her fully, though she would agree regardless of his threats. Cobblepot was the second most dangerous man behind the Joker in this city.
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Post by selinakyle on Aug 16, 2011 23:28:52 GMT -5
Selina was jerked back, eyes gone wide. She never liked being told what to do, how to do it, and when. Never. Eyes narrowed to slits as he layed out the plan. His plan, the other plans, and what she had to do. Then the threats. Now that pissed her off. Licking those ruby red lips she just nodded. Yes, there was those little oopses hanging over her head. But she wasn't going to let him throw that in her face.
"Yes, Ozzie, I know about those. And while my paws..." Selina glanced at her hands, the claws unfolding one by one, the first going to caress his cheek, "have touched things that weren't mine, I wasn't exactly the one that sold them, now was I?" If he was going to level threats against her, she could do just the same.
"You want to threaten me, and I'll stop giving you things to fence. I don't need you to try and protect me. I can do that on my own." She hissed at him, tugging her arm back. "The FBI is going to do what they do. And a little birdie tells me that you had better run things straight for a while, in case you are raided." And with that she turned, hips swaying as she walked away from him, turning around once to blow him a kiss.
"Three days..." She called back to him, inwardly fuming.
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Post by birdsofprey657 on Aug 16, 2011 23:40:31 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes yet cringed when she touched his cheek. He didn't like being touched when the sharp claws could go threw flesh. He wondered if she was a man if she would do the same thing. But then those thoughts disappeared when she talked about the FBI raiding his Lounge. " No, They wouldn't do that, unless they're willing to die with it. Even if they did capture and arrest me, put me in a cell. I would still have leverage over them. I have leverage over all, well maybe except Freeze. Want to know my leverage? You. The fact that our partnership will force the batman to make the decision no one ever makes. The FBI will drool when they find out that batsy is willing to turn himself in for the whole Gotham. I get free, we continue planning funding and fighting the FBI. Then when it's all over, and I become mayor. I'll give you whatever and whoever you want as food or as catnip. I know you enjoy mouses." He grinned, knowing that the dumb and naive Agent Tiffany would expect the Rogue Gallery to crumble if one man was taken down. They were in for the fight of their lives.
He snickered, so happy that she was willing to do this for herself and Gotham. But more importantly, he knew that she was an invaluable tool of information, resources, and vulnerability used against the batman and his allies, especially during the reconstruction of Gotham. "You call me in three days, You should come to the Iceberg Lounge, I could give you any man you want." He stressed the want part. But catwoman was a particular gal, one who enjoyed six packs and clawing plastic armor from batman. Yes she was a weapon to be used on Cobblepot's side.
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Post by selinakyle on Aug 17, 2011 0:48:50 GMT -5
Stopping on a dime, Selina slowly turned, a hand slipping to a little something on her belt. When she finally faced Oswald with a stern look on her face, the whip in her hand snapped, cracking in the air. "I heard the first time. And the second. And the fifth. I will get this done, and the sweetening of the deal is quickly going sour. I don't need to be bribed with men, or catnip. I get that for myself. You think the men I want I can't get? Sorry little bribe you have their, Ozzie. As well as pricking my pride." Her hand slid to her hip, accentuating her curves in a not so subtle way.
"Got it?" She said after a few seconds of silence, her whip moving almost if it were her own tail, caressing the air as she waited for him to say anything; or nothing at all.
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Last Edit: Aug 17, 2011 16:41:36 GMT -5 by birdsofprey657
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Post by birdsofprey657 on Aug 17, 2011 13:37:04 GMT -5
Now she was pissing him off. If she thought that then she needed to say something to him, not just listen and bury the feeling. He took swung his umbrella around in time to show her the sharp blade sticking out on the top of his closed umbrella. " I heard your complaining too. You were so quick to hush hush this whole deal, I don't play that way. I understand perfectly well, Don't cross me and I'll shut up."
Catwoman was usually predictable, after all she did carry a whip, some bolas, and her claws. Sure she was an athlete, but he was an expert in Judo, for man of his size that counts for something. Not to mention if they did fight, he would get rid of the whip first. One slash of this umbrella and the bull whip would cut, after all he was the one with the umbrellas. And he did have his umbrella machine gun which he could exploit. As cobblepot pondered it, he quickly focused on the moment. "Three days, I hope your wooing skills are up to par with batman." "Good night, sleep well, and know that Gotham needs us." Might as well go out with a theatrical expression than none at all. He turned around and pulled back the lever for the blade as it came i, now it just lucked like an umbrella. He shuffled toward the car, a brief sensation of a breeze hit his damp face. As the car drove away, Oswald pressed a button on the seat beside him. The Manor exploded in a massiv fume of fire and gas. Cobblepot evily laughed.
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