Post by dent on Mar 19, 2011 16:28:19 GMT -5
The heist at Veronica Vreeland's social gathering had been successful even with the reunion between himself and Pamela Isley. Two-Face and the rest of his mercenaries had decided to travel back to the East side of Gotham City in order to further disuade the GCPD from following. There they would divide the loot and everyone would go their separate ways.
Two-Face did not like to use the same hired muscle more then twice. The only exception was when he hired the Bryant twins to serve as the main force of his gang back when he had first become Two-Face. Two-Face floated freely through the dingy smoke filled gallery of the Lucky 7 Casino. Outside of the Iceberg Lounge, this was one area of the city were those with some sort of criminal affliation are allowed to gather. The GCPD wouldn't go near this place in fear of their own safety.
The former district attorney had just finished meeting with the mercenaries in a local warehouse, split up the money, and had disposed of the SWAT Van they had used for transportation. He now had free time to spend contemplating the unexpected conversation with Poison Iv.
Seeing Pamela had made him think about other previous relationships he had developed when he was simply known as Harvey Dent. He had decided that he would pay some of them a visit in the very very near future.
He left the smoke filled main lobby of the Casino, escaping the sound of slot machines and cheers coming from the roulette table. Going through one of the many backrooms he came across a door which led to outside of the Casino.
Stepping through the door, he found himself in a dark alley. A wide alley with large cobble-stone like bricks that served as the street. Various dumpsters were seen spread through the area, and the buildings in the near vicinity had rusted fire escapes.
Waiting for him in the alley was a car. His car. A silver Porsche 997.
Two-Face merely smiled at the car.
Two-Face did not like to use the same hired muscle more then twice. The only exception was when he hired the Bryant twins to serve as the main force of his gang back when he had first become Two-Face. Two-Face floated freely through the dingy smoke filled gallery of the Lucky 7 Casino. Outside of the Iceberg Lounge, this was one area of the city were those with some sort of criminal affliation are allowed to gather. The GCPD wouldn't go near this place in fear of their own safety.
The former district attorney had just finished meeting with the mercenaries in a local warehouse, split up the money, and had disposed of the SWAT Van they had used for transportation. He now had free time to spend contemplating the unexpected conversation with Poison Iv.
Seeing Pamela had made him think about other previous relationships he had developed when he was simply known as Harvey Dent. He had decided that he would pay some of them a visit in the very very near future.
He left the smoke filled main lobby of the Casino, escaping the sound of slot machines and cheers coming from the roulette table. Going through one of the many backrooms he came across a door which led to outside of the Casino.
Stepping through the door, he found himself in a dark alley. A wide alley with large cobble-stone like bricks that served as the street. Various dumpsters were seen spread through the area, and the buildings in the near vicinity had rusted fire escapes.
Waiting for him in the alley was a car. His car. A silver Porsche 997.
Two-Face merely smiled at the car.