Frozen in Time {Social event, Open to all}

[Deleted]

Alice looked around, she had never been to a place so fancy.  It was a night of celebration as her and the other cast members of the Gotham Theatre Company came to the Iceberg Lounge to congratulate themselves on a successful month of full seats in their production of 'The Wizard of Oz' . Alice wondered to her table with her friends, all of them dressed in their best, some wearing their fancy green Oz outfits. She herself preferred just a simple pale blue evening gown with her long blonde hair decorated in shimmering small jewels, just to add some flare.

After being seated , Alice and her friends started talking about the theatre's upcoming charity event, " Peter Pan".. where the sales from the tickets would go to one of Gotham's children's Hospitals. There was much talk about who'd be who, Alice laughed as some said she'd make a great Tinkerbell... but in theatre, Tinkerbell was no more then a flickering light on the stage.

The atmosphere was enchanting, Alice excused herself to take a small look around. Her dress sweeping behind her as she wondered around the lounge. She noted some famous faces, it made her feel like a movie star and not some local stage actress. She stopped to lean over the railing of the cold pool of water that sat in the middle of the entire building, where the seals splashed and swam around.  She sighed, thinking of how much she had gone through to get to this point in her life.

[Deleted]

Deathstroke walked through the Iceberg Lounge, in a decidedly different outfit than usual. Rather than clad his armor and strapped down with weapons, he wore nothing but a tuxedo with a promethium vest underneath (because you never knew what could happen, especially in the Iceberg Lounge) and his only weapons were a silenced pistol concealed in his tuxedo and a combat knife, also concealed. He didn't wear his mask here either, but since nobody save for one or two people in the entire world had seen him de-masked and knew he was Deathstroke, he didn't have any problem showing his face here.

He looked good, really good for someone in his early thirties. His handsome face was complimented nicely by smooth, well-kept black hair and a rather magnificient goatee-stache. But all things have their flaws, and Deathstroke's only flaw was that he only had one eye. His left eye was covered by an eye-patch, but the eyepatch itself looked somewhat good. His other eye more than made up for the other, the striking blue color piercing people like a bullet through the heart.

For the first time in ages, he wasn't undercover at a lavish event to single someone out and shoot them with a silenced pistol during their bathroom break. He was here to enjoy himself, if only for a moment. To get away from the brutal point-blank assasinations and the long range picking off of executives. To be human. He rested his forearms on the railing of the seal pool, watching the mammals splash about. He looked up, and saw Alice. He had watched her performance once, only a piece. He was slitting someone's throat during the scene in Oz with the munchkins in it. It was his favorite part. He smiled at her.

Target acquired.

[Deleted]

The music swayed Alice into a relaxed mood, she felt like it was almost a dream. her long soft blond hair caressed her pale face as she turned to look and see who else may be at the Iceberg, after all it was perhaps the most likely place for someone famous to be. She didn't really want to meet anyone in particular, just some nice company to make her forget her troubles and maybe lift her spirits up.

As the music changed to a more of a waltz, Alice walked away from the railing and continued her little self tour of the lounge, mingling with those who were dressed to the nines and seemed all to busy gossiping or trying to impress the wealthy to mind a humble actress. Being so minor in such a crowd made Alice feel... invisible, perhaps that was a good thing for once.

[Deleted]

Slade watched Alice get off the railing and meld into the crowd. He stayed for a bit longer, watching the seals, before setting off after her. He passed a server with a serving tray stacked with cocktails, and he took one. He sipped it as he made his way through the crowd, weaving between tuxedo wearing men and bourgeois women with all kinds of jewelry. He finished the cocktail and set the empty glass down on a table, taking the olive off the toothpick, eating it, and then leaving it all there.

He approached Alice from the front, and spoke up. "Ms. Pleasance, fancy running into you here!" He said with a smile on his face and a pleasant ring in his charismatic voice. "I could consider myself a fan of your work, your performance in Oz was spectacular." He continued.