Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2014 12:25:41 GMT -5
Rain fall leapt from the bonnet and roof of the sleek black Mercedes as the clouds above Gotham converged and opened the flood gates, dropping day’s worth of rain fall in a few mere moments. A pair of SUVs flanked the saloon car as it rolled up to the steps of the Gotham City Royal Hotel, stopping outside of the building as the lead car parked itself by the large entrance. Few people stood on the street, and those who did were practically running to shelter from the gales and downpour from above. So no one was present to witness Ra’s leave the vehicle and walk into the building, his head covered by the umbrella provided by his aide. From the other vehicles, a total of ten men divided between the two vans followed him; all of them wearing black suits which matched the one which Ra’s himself wore.
The Porter who stood by the door, holding it open for them, wasn’t sure what to make of the twelve men who had just entered, so he just kept his mouth shut, his eyes bouncing over them as they all passed him. In fact everyone did so as they marched towards the lifts on the far side of the large open space. Even though they were hidden away from the bitter weather outside, those who sat in the reception suddenly felt the hairs on the back of their necks stand on end, as if the Hotel’s heating had immediately being shut off, sucking any warmth from the room. “Two of you stay here.” Following said order, a duo split off from the main body to guard the entrance. A small group of people stood waiting for the elevator, though there needs were oblivious to the team of Assassins who ploughed through them, forcing them to the side as they all forced themselves into the luxuriously spacious lift.
Nothing was said as the floors ticked past as nothing was needed to be told, all had been planned and organised before beginning so there was nothing to discuss. Silent in movement and speech. Their target was a man wanted by both the GCPD and Interpol for his crimes; the notorious criminal Edward Nigma often referred to as the Riddler for his fascination with the mental challenges, revolving around many of his crimes around said questions. Narcissistic, obsessive and potentially psychopathic, his crimes are innumerable, though in the eyes of the League he is just another degenerate who puts far too much faith into his limited mental ability. However more recently he has become labelled with the crime of thievery in the eyes of Ra’s, which is why he was made the effort to pay him an unexpected visit.
If locating people is an art then Ra’s and his men are as talented as Da Vinci or Van Gogh in their personal fields. Nigma visits Africa suffering from a cancer which will kill him, coincidently just before the Lazarus deposit in the area become contaminated, the site having being broken into. Now he has made a full recovery from his ailment and there is clearly just a single reason why. With a slight lurch, the elevator reached his floor and the pack stormed the corridor outside, making their way to room 1948. Once they reached the door, they stepped back, standing to attention along the hallway as Ra’s lifted his cane, tapping it lightly upon the door.