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Corinthi

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Chiyun suspected that Cain wasn't trying to hit the apple. If his misses were truly random, his man would have lost an eye by now. She was rather impressed by the level of discipline he was able to enforce with his unruly band of miscreants. Sure, if he'd resisted, he'd have been killed, but to stay relatively still while a dark flew at your face? Not bad.

"My evening was rather quiet until your man came calling." She replied after his little outburst, unphased on the surface, but internally tensing. He was not unlike a serpent and when riled could strike out at anyone. "My condolences on your troubles. I have heard rumors of a newcomer taking up the Bat Mantle. I suppose it was inevitable with the likes of you and I in town."

"Ghosts though? Interesting. If it is the League, you'd have been better off dealing with ghosts." She turned toward the case, taking it in and nodding, "That will be sufficient for a simple reconnaissance mission. You are a generous and righteous employer." She inclined her head toward the catastrophe clown graciously. "I don't intend to tangle with them personally, however. That's bad for my business. I trust you understand. I am not the warrior you are."
 

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Cain simply rolled his eyes at Catwoman. "You can cut with the formality, Cat, I'm not going to hurt you. That's what my pincushion is for. I want you to find out everything. Who they are, who is their leader, and how many are there. And for both of our sakes, let's pray to whatever fucked up God is listening that the League of Shadows haven't returned. Let them die with Ra's and Talia." He reached his pocket for another dart, however he had no more. He dismissed the thug, who dropped to the ground, but fought the urge to sob as he pulled an unjust amount of darts from his body.

"As for the Bat, I'm overjoyed that the Bats are back in town. It means things are going to get really fun from here on in." He began to chuckle as his lips pulled back again, revealing his yellow teeth again, though his breath was without smell, pleasant or odorous. "Tell you what, Kitty, if I like what you bring back, I'll throw a fish and a yarn ball on top of that cash. And if I don't, well, it won't be your problem to worry about."
 

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"Cutting the formality is not in my nature anymore than respecting law and order is in yours." She stepped over to close the case and take it from the bi-chromatic woman with a nod of thanks. "I will, certainly, find everything I can for you. I'm looking forward to that yarn and fish." She actually already suspect who might be in town, and if she was correct, it placed her in an awkward situation. She didn't want to get in between a war between the Clownz and the League, although if it did come to that, she knew who she'd bet on.

"You have such a peculiar idea of fun." Chuyin opined, looking over at Cain. "I'm hoping I stay under the Bat's radar. Crime is much more profitable outside of prison. Thankfully, I have you actively drawing attention." She placed a hand over her heart, "And for that, you have my thanks. Keep her busy enough and perhaps I'll give you a discount, next time." Unlikely. She didn't offer a friends and family discount.
 

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Pamela had walked around in the Clown territory, looking for some fun, violent fun, and had found it here and there. From one of this Clown loosers, she got the adress of a building, maybe a small hideout or a warehouse, so she went there to check it out.

The building appeared to be a bigger base and she grinned, asshe looked on it from a rooftop.
"Khihihihihihi. That looks like it will be a fun night tonight. Let's see what i will find here."
She jumped down and sneaked into the building, to see something, that surpriced her a lot. There was that creepy clown guy again, that talked with the batwoman and a other girl, dressed up like a big cat, talking about some ghosts and Business stuff. After some time, she sneaked closer and got found by a guarding clown. She acted nice and played the innocent clown girl.
"Oh, hi sweety. I think i just.....took a wrong turn. Can you borrow me your nice looking baseball bat?"
Only a short moment later the Clown crash landed on the groung, between the creepy clown and the big cat. Pamela looked down on the two, smileing a bit silly.
"Oh, sorry. That was my fault."
 

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Cain gave Catwoman a dramatic bow, rolling his hand as he bent. "You're too kind, Cat. I look forward to future pleasant transactions." He gave his usual smile and saluted her, however with a flash of a falling Clown, Cain had a gun drawn in his left hand and aimed upward toward the intruder. "You must be new in town. Most people are smart enough to know how dumb it is to approach me without summons." He pulled the hammer back on his Smith and Wesson Magnum, painted as white as his skin with a green handle." Now, normally I'm an excellent shot, but in my left hand, I might 'accidentally' hit a vital organ. So I suggest leaving."
 

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Pamela grinned down on the Clown, that was aiming with a gun on her.
"When you are as good as your friends, that i would suggest you should put it right on my forehead, before you pull the thrigger."
She jumped down, useing some bars and tubes as handels and came down a bit, but still holdeing a save distance to the clown and the cat.

She was now standing there, good too see for both. It was clear, that she couldn't be the Batwoman, but that she was not really one of the good guys.
"What do we have here, a bad joke? Like a big cat and a unfunny clown comeing into a bar and aiming with a gun one a cute innocent clown girl."
She was holding the "borrowed" aluminium baseball bat, lazy like looking, behind her head and was grinning on the two.
 

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Whereas Cain reacted offensively, Catwoman just gave a bit of ground between her and the clown. Honestly, if he hadn’t whipped out a gun, “Huh. I would have guessed you two worked together.”

“Well, I hate to be a third wheel, so...” She backed away from both of the colorful folks, carrying her briefcase. “I do hope you crazy kids are very happy together. Preferably without any pesky murders. No refunds if you get killed, Cain.”
 

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Cain narrowed his eyes at the strange mash-up what looked like Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy, aimed the gun at her heart and pulled the trigger, a loud BANG resonating through the plant.

However, instead of a bullet, only confetti shot out, covering anyone close enough with bright, colorful bits of metallic paper. He began to chuckle again, that smile creeping across his face. "You think I'd really waste a bullet on ya? Ha! That's funny! I don't waste ammo on my houseguests! That would be rude." He laughed, a familiar, Joker-like laugh, and his thugs also laughed, but nervous like they weren't sure if it was safe to laugh. "You look like the Joker's old lady, but a redhead. What's with all the gingers, lately, is it a new trend? Irish-chique, now there's a trend worth following." He asked, looking around the room. "Anyways, what brings a circus clown like you to a bunch of...other...clowns. Hm?"
 

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Pamela looked now closer at the Joker look alike, after he had fired his confetti gun. He acted and looked lije that jerk, that made one of her mothers, Harley Quinn, lifes to a hell on earth, untill she managed to dump him.

She jumped down, on the same level as him, as he and his crew laughted and asked her why she was here.
"Well, I came here to make some money and have fun. But your fellow Clowns can't hold out long enough to have fun with them."
She pointed with her thump on the guy, that she pushed down from the higher floor.
"But why are you asking?"
 

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Cain raised an eyebrow as the woman explained herself. "Aw, my boys can't last long enough to satisfy you? I must say, I am disappointed in you gentlemen." He said, looking out the men in his gang. "Well, perhaps I may be of assistance there. I'll take you to the closet and show you how long I can last." He said with a wink. Then taking another look at her, up and down, he shook his head. "Nah, you look too much like Harley. It'd be too weird for me." He said dismissively.

"Besides, did you really think I'd bring out my toughest boys and girls for a night on the town? Hell no! My biggest boneheaded brutes are back home, keeping it safe. These jackasses are your everyday thugs, hardly close to being my best. And yet I love them all equally." He said, putting an arm around one of the women and his other around one the men, kissing a cheek on both of them before slapping their asses and laughing. "If you really wanna have fun, we'll show ya the Clownz way. But it ain't for the faint...of heart."
 

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The robbery ended soon after Batwoman arrived, what was once robbers pinning down police officers with automatic fire from the benefit of height, turned into a swift, precise, and hard take down of each and every one of the robbers. Starting from the first of the four robbers, separated from his friends to hold one angle almost all to himself, a line hook latched over his neck, down to his shoulders then wrapped around him, suddenly yanking him screaming up into the sky, bullets flying everywhere and even making his buddies shift slightly in confusion, only for them to see the man dangling from the street lamp above, gun off to the side shattered. The men began alternating from shooting at the police officers cars, to trying to find the un-known assailant, only for two batarangs to fly out, slamming into two of the men's hands, forcing them to either drop the weapon or awkwardly shift it to the other hand as it delivered precise cuts just enough to drive searing pain into them, and Batwoman to suddenly appear to the third.

Swift motions occured from there, as she brutally and quickly drove the assault rifle to the side, elbowed the man in the jaw, rotated the rifle to slam into his ribs, before throwing him to the ground and snapping his arm at the elbow in a sudden twist of her body from the joint lock that followed the throw, then rushing forward without pause, delivering a palm strike to the next mans jaw at the side, spinning to elbow the other man in the side of the head, before turning once again to deliver a series of quick, precise and solid punches to the first of the two.

Once again, she spun, delivering a spinning back kick straight to the second mans face, breaking his nose and sending him spiraling down to the ground before delivering a hard, frontal push kick to the first man's chest with him off balance, sending him careening down the flight of stairs leading up the bank and with no wasted time Batwoman grappled to the nearby rooftop and took off into the skies, not letting the police get much a proper view at her beyond the fast and furious fighting. Soon she was off into the city once again, with the night starting to get closer and closer to day, she'd need to prepare for her next course, her time as her real self, and with that, it actually needed at least a bit of sleep for once.
 
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Brazen. It was almost as though the criminals on Earth had no sense of self preservation with how obvious they were. The Citrine had not told her much of the Earth outside of the adventures of Amethyst and even then details on that were somewhat sparse and confused. These criminals did not appear to be warriors. She could admire their gumption, but there was little strength in them to admire and their rather dull attire. She had caught them attempting to vandalize a car which she believed the people of this dimension rode in, or at least the ones on this planet. There had been a good number of them. A gang as they called themselves as they taunted and her. She didn't budge, and merely rose a brow at their insults which were vulgar to say the least. Annoying. She was actually quite a bit taller than all of them as well which some noted.

She supposed she couldn't leave such trash on the streets right? She pretended to run and they gave chase, right into an alley. It was only three at first but when they thought they cornered her they were in for a rude surprise. They hadn't even rounded the corner when they were confronted by a woman in armor. No weapons, as the likes of these beings did not need them though she was sure it would strike the fear into them. No instead, the first thing the tallest of them saw was a fist, right as it collided with him. She wasn't the strongest around, but she was strong enough to send him flying out of the alley with ease. The other two hardly had time to react before she set upon them are well. She grabbed their heads and smashed them together, a fist flying swiftly into the jaws of one with an elbow to the others. Out cold in moments. She grabbed hold their collars before they hit the ground and dragged them out.

With a sigh she came into view of the others "Honestly? You'd think your parents would train you in combat more." she said allowing them to drop as the others approached some with knives. No firearms? She had wanted to know more about those. However since they had weapons she willingly allowed her hand to come to flame, filling the area with an ominous red light from its brilliance "You dare approach a princess with such pathetic weaponry? If you're going to try to kill me then I'd hope you'd bring something more substantial!" and within moments a few yelled and tried to run. She hated that even more and held out her hands, orbs of fire launching at them. They weren't fatal but they carried enough force to send them flying and to the ground. Those who hadn't run looked dumbfounded. She cracked her neck and moved forward forming the flame into a shield. The largest one first as always as she jumped and slammed it into his face. It didn't burn much, she could control her own magic. It felt hard if anything.

She landed on top of him and simply began to beat him senseless with it until he couldn't fight anymore. It seems some of them were brave as they moved towards her. Good. She rolled off the larger man and tossed her shield allowing it to collide, and practically explode one the closest one sending him flying back into one of his friends. The others closed the gap in time and lashed out with knives, fist, and feet. The knives were not of great quality with many simply sliding off or bouncing off her armor which she used to her advantage. She grabbed one of their arms, before bending it the wrong way over her shoulder which got a nice scream. Her elbow launched towards the throat of one to her left causing him to clutch at it. She swung the poor man whose arm she just broke into him and hard, headfirst. He hardly had time to recover before his jaw met with her heel sending him spinning down.

She had enough awareness to dodge a thrust of another persons little knife. She grabbed his hand, a strong elbow to his gut before she kicked his feet out from under him and flipped him over. A quick punch and he was also out. She stood up to look at the rest who simply tried to run. A few more orbs of fire and they were down. She sighed "Not warriors but they'll have to do. Yui was right, not a lot of magic to go around." she seemed disappointed. She gathered up the men and put them all together before conjuring up some manner of tether and tying them together. A nice ruby tether....better than such weaklings deserved.

With that done she dusted off her hands. It was almost morning. She had merely been out exploring her new home "Where in the name of Lord Ruby am I?" she heard sirens approaching. She simply began to move figuring the authories of the place would take it from there. She didn't remove her armor instead just trying to find her way home. She really should have gotten a map, or one of those GPS things.
 
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It had certainly been an adventure getting home, but eventually Ruby managed to stumble right into where she needed to be. Yui was a little upset with her for going out so late, but it had been so late that Ruby hardly gave it a thought. By morning Ruby was up before the sun and out and about for an early morning job and workout. It gave her a good opportunity to organize her thoughts. Gotham was filled with magic as she had learned in her explorations. It was good there were spots, but it meant she needed to make note of these areas to watch them. It was still on a decline, especially here, but that may have had something to do with what this "Darkseid" did.

Once she was done with her morning workout she would head home for a shower, and to dress in something other than a outfit. She kept it simple really with a pair of black jeans, a white shirt, and her red leather jacket. She grabbed a bag with her armor in it and then her guitar before heading out. She traveled to a cafe to sit and read through Gotham's history while enjoying a little bit of coffee in the morning. She didn't really have this stuff back where she came from...but it was a peaceful enough day to get to know this place more.

She pulled out a little amulet and placed it down. She had enough sense to be aware of anything herself, but the amulet helped her out so she would just wait for a little while before heading off to "work".
 

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Early morning, the sun glittered through the boarded windows of the meat packing plant. Cain was the only one away, sitting on his couch on the platform, a black and blue haired woman asleep in his lap. The couch was hidden from the light, his bright green eyes scanned the room menacingly in the dark. He grabbed a bottle of hard liquor and took a long drink from it. He leaned his head back, messy green hair falling from his face, and he sighed. He looked down to the woman laying across him then shifted her over so he could stand up. He jumped down from the platform and walked outside, putting on his sunglasses and pulling out a pack of cigarettes.

Outside, he stuck the butt of a cigarette in his mouth and tried to get his dying lighter to spark. After several clicks a flame finally caught and lit the cigarette, Cain taking a breath and blowing smoke through his nose. He looked up at the rising sun and scowled. He pulled an old Nokia cellphone from his jacket and dialled.

"It's Cain. I want A.C.E. Chemicals. We strike tonight." He said before hanging up. His scowl turned into a grin.
 

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Pamela had leaved the Clown hideout, after the strange offer of the Leader of the clownz, with a short "we will See, mr. Chemical.", and headed back home. She had some important classes the next day at the Gotham university.

As she was shoure nobody had followed her Home, she got inside and took her Outfit and the bag off, that she had with her thus night.
"Well, it looks like I don't have to worry about my bills the next months. Thus Clowns really are good in breaking into Stores, but they really have to learn to Fight better, wegen they want to keep there stuff."

With a Lady like laught, she went under her shower ans got all the Paint, make Up and blood from her Body. She was in great shape, thanks to her mothers and her cheerleading in High school and at the university. She took a few hours of sleep, before she headed into the university and worked on her classes and Experiments.
 
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"Well isn't that a shock?! Look at you! Weak as always doctor! Do you even know why we're here? Do you even know WHAT you'd be without me? Nothing! You can't save yourself and no one else will do it!"

The laughing of the electronically figure droned on and on, until phasing out into the sound of an alarm. Grazia woke up screaming. discharges coming her eyes as her golden eyes cleared and focused on the wall across from her. She took a few deep breaths, trying to steady her heartbeat as she settled down from her nightmare. A rare day of clarity? Grazia groaned and slowly got out of bed, thankful it was made comfortably at resistant materials lest she set it on fire.

She got up and went about the usual, brushing her teeth, washing her face, and putting on a button up shirt and jeans. She made sure to put on some electrical work gloves, a blue jacket, shades, and a white wig before heading out. Grazia was still a bit out of it, but she knew it was better than the endless insanity she normally was subject to. She went and got some coffee before finding a nice park to sit in for the time being.

No one had called on her. That was good. That was very good.....it meant she free to just enjoy herself for the time being before ReVolt took over again and she had every intention of doing so.
 

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Cain finished his cigarette and flicked the butt onto the ground, stepping on it to put it out. He went back inside. Several of his thugs were awake now, a few were cleaning their guns. One of them turned on the TV, the news was on and a reporter droned about a recent disappearance of several white trucks from a scrap yard a week prior. Cain approached one the thugs that were awake.

"Hey, go paint the trucks. I want those logos done before tonight." The thug grumbled but listened, waking another Clown and going out the back door. He turned to the room and put his fingers in his mouth, making a sharp whistle. The ones still asleep were jolted awake and got to their feet, all murmuring amongst themselves.

"We're going after A.C.E. tonight. I want five teams in five vans, the remaining two should be loaded with weapons. Whatever you need to defend A.C.E. needs to be in those trucks. When we cross that bridge, that plant goes on lockdown. We don't leave. Expect police resistance, expect costumed freaks looking to do good. And don't worry about the Batbitch. I've got a means to deal with her." He clapped twice and the Clownz dismissed, going about their orders. He pulled out the cellphone again and dialled.

"I want you to get in contact with Deathstroke. And soon. I want him here ASA fucking P." He commanded. "Location of the meet up, Amusement Mile, the ferris wheel, 3:00 P.M." He said and hung up.
 

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Fists landed against something solid, as Deathstroke, or rather, Isabella Wilson, garbed in a tank top and what seemed to be cargo camouflage pants beat upon the body training bag hanging from the ceiling of a small gym within Gotham, as she came around for a graceful, fluid and very precise spin kick to the bag, she heard the telltale beep from her laptop nearby, and taking in a slight breath her eyes trained to the laptop and approached it, casually sitting on the bench nearby the small table as she kicked up her legs nearby and took a casual drink from her water bottle, looking over the screen after flicking on the laptop.

'New possible contract.

Client: The Clownz Gang. Location of meet; Amusement Mile, Ferris Wheel, 3: PM. Further information on arrival.'

After reading the details, Isabella glanced to the clock and went to the locker room, there, she geared up. The old suit had some adjustments, and modernized since her fathers time. Fitting her form within reason, with new and advanced armor, with her two swords strapped to her back, twin handguns at her sides, various daggers and some other gadgets at her belt, and a collapsible staff at her back near her swords. Once she had her weapons, she slipped on the helmet, snuggly holding her hair within it, and only her eyes properly revealed from within the slits.

Soon after, she made her way to the meet up, driven in a black, heavily tinted SUV to an area nearby, where she'd be able to get out and steathfully infiltrate the site, observe it for all entry and exit points, angles for ambush, and from a vantage point hidden in the shadows, idly waited for the client to be. There was still half an hour left after she was done, but she preferred to be around first, know the surroundings, and be ready for when things got wrong, or got interesting.
 

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Since the days of the Joker, Amusement Mile had long been abandoned and fallen into disrepair. Even in the day, it was still an eerie sight to most. But Cain didn't wasn't afraid. Whatever ghost was hiding in the dark should have been more afraid of him. An old grey sedan drove into the amusement park at 2:55 and parked by the ferries wheel. Stepping out of the driver's side was Cain, in the passenger seat was a model clown, stolen from the drive through of a popular fast food restaurant. Cain lit a cigarette and took a puff before approaching the base of the ferris wheel. He looked around, seeing no one and raised an eyebrow. "And I thought he'd be here early." Cain scoffed and took another puff. "Makes me wish I'd brought someone. Least if I had one those idiots I could throw more darts."
 
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