E.M. Gotham City

[Gands]

Gotham City. Since everything changed, it went from being just another crime-infested pit of a city to being the capital of New Jersey - and still crime-infested. Only difference now, is some people get paid by the government to add to that infestation. Politicians. People who think that because people punched a piece of paper saying, I think you're right for this job, that gives them the right to do whatever it is they want, as long as their adoring public never finds out about it. Sometimes even after




Not that Gotham doesn't still have it's share of trashy, slum-ridden neighborhoods. It does, even with that fancy new monorail zipping all around town like some demented theme park ride. I gotta admit though, a lot harder to dispose of a body via train 'accident' when you have to get 30 feet up in the air to do it. These are the neighborhoods that I cover. For some reason, I, and a select few other people, lucky or not, can remember how things were before. There were no Avengers, no SHIELD, no Daily Bugle or Spiderman. Or... and this is going to sound crazy, but there's these turtle guys who live in the sewers across the river. I swear, I saw one. Wearing a mask. Isn't that rich? As if a little swath of cloth across your face was going to hide you were some sort of mutant half human half turtle. People here, they need answers. Thankfully, I can answer them. Who am I? They call me..."



" The Question "

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[Gands]

Norrin Radd aka Silver Surfer

Norrin had tracked Kora to this place after consulting with the Batman regarding her healing. He had helped her only a little, as it was The Batman's opinion the too much healing, too fast might be more than she could handle.

So he came to this clinic after talking with Stephanie briefly to check in on his friend. He had watched the others leave and Karo become emotional and lay down. So he just watched her as she rested. He sat quietly in one of the chairs to wait for her to be ready to talk to him.

@LuckycoolHawk9 @Camleen

 

[Michale CS]

" Yeah, it's not been easy starting this business. Even the first time out had mixed results. ( He sighed ). Does it ever get easier ? "

"No, sir, other than the feeling of familiarity when you enter the same situations repeatedly. I'll not sugar-coat the truth." He straightened his coat somewhat.

"Pardon me please Sir"

"Quite all right." The butler nodded, used to such things.

" Hey, great to hear from you. (Pause ) Really, you sure? That's great ! I will see you in a few hours".

"They'll still be here. They're talking to the guys who run the casino... which, thanks to me and some wise investing of Uncle Rupert's money, I own part of. Ya know how I was taking Queen of Hearts as my alter ego? Well, we reclaimed an old name, the various investors in this particular casino so I don't want you to panic - we've themed the whole place after cards and are re-using the Royal Flush Gang's motif - but we're strictly legit. Well, as legit as any casino is, and that's what's got me worried! These guys are bad news. See you soon Grady!"

"Will you pardon me Sir, I have a lead. And, thank you "

"Sir, if I may..." he hands Grady a small communicator. "Secure channel, I am on channel zero. I'm sure that's some play on me being the operator... and the Batman is on channel 1. Channel 2 is the standard police band, and you can program two more frequencies. I am sure with your expertise you'll find this quite simple."

"Got a lead on Nygma, Heading to Atlantic City after a quick trip to the house. Anyone want in ???"

"Do I ever! I'll get all my gear together and be ready and back at the house ASAP "

@Gands @LuckycoolHawk9

 

[Michale CS]

"Well, one thing does come to mind, sir. This is the first I've heard of Mr Wayne giving this his direction attention. I wonder if this is because of any particular need, or if he is just interested in general in my business of engineering the general public some defense against extraordinary forces or even my other mission of employing metahumans to help with it. Both are very customized matters, you see. Outside of that, unless I need a code or some method to actually get to the troposphere I suppose I'll just thank you for your time, Eh?

The Troposphere was a rooftop restaurant of the highest order. It compared favorably with the best places Tyler had ever been. His name was politely asked, and the largely invisible door slid back an inch and silently glided aside to open.

He was shown to a table near the center of the restaurant but still by one of the many view windows. The keen eyes of the Panda would not just how extreme the security measures we're here. The decor looked a little baroque but it hid high end materials that made this room as secure as an armored car.

After the coincerge lead Tyler to the table, a hostess visited. "Mr. Fenwick, Mr. Wayne is just arriving. Shall you have a beverage as you wait?" And then, from the corner of his eye he caught the Wayne Enterprises helicopter moving in for a landing on one of the three helipads next to the Troposphere on the roof.

Whether or not he accepted the offer, the hostess said, "Very well." and bustled off to work.

When Wayne entered, he had an older African-American with him.
"Sorry about the sudden arrival, but I needed to pick up a friend on the way. Mister Fenwick, this is Lucius Fox, my VP of R&D. I brought him along because I'm interested in a partnership, one that furthers the goal of aiding our first responders and others in our increasingly... changing world."

The two sat across from Tyler, a look of calm concern on Fox's face and a sort of cocky smile on Wayne's.

@Kingof192

 

[Camleen]

With everyone gone… she felt she could really try to get a grip on things. The others might think her attitude a poor one… or that she's lashing out towards the wrong people.

And they would be right.

In the back of her mind she always felt like she wasn't cut out for this sort of vocation. Fighting bad guys, trying to change things for the better. While she has always tried to do her best to make positive changes for the world at large… she had always done it in her own way. Protests, charity, volunteer work… trying to free tigers from a zoo (that's a story for another day). But the fact she's actually not human… most then assume she should be doing the superhero thing.

In reality, she usually only went along with it because the others did. Fighting next to the people she considered family… that was what she was after.

She had actually managed to fall asleep there upon the rooftop. Her body slowly absorbing the sunlight she is exposed to. And just as slowly she heals, her body putting whatever energy it can towards making her body right again.

But as she sleeps lightly… she starts to have odd dreams. Standing in a bright room, naked, and somewhere in the far distance is a man watching her. A man that seems to shine as brightly as the room she finds herself in.

But eventually… she starts to stir. A soft whimpering groan escapes her lips as her eyes flutter open… the world coming slowly into focus. And as it does, she notices Norrin. She lets out a loud gasp and pulls her blanket up to her chin, her wide eyes staring at him. She looks around discretely, seeing no one else there. He's just been sitting there staring at her sleeping? What is it with this city and the frickin creeper people?

She stares at him as she sits there silently a few moments, and then speaks softly. She still can't transform… otherwise she would have by now of course. "Whyyyyyyyy are you staring at me? What is it with strangers just suddenly appearing around me? Who are you? Where's Grady'n Lincoln?"


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[Gands]

Norrin Radd
Aka Silver Surfer

As Karo wakes up Norrin sits up. His body quickly becomes covered in some sort of silver covering.

" Ahh, please forgive me. I had promised The Batman that I would stop by and check your condition. I am the Silver Surfer.i had assisted with your initial treatment. "

@Camleen

 

[LuckycoolHawk9]

Lincoln Campbell

Lincoln had been staring the text for a good ten minutes before he finally got the courage to reply. Nygma had nearly hurt civilians, nearly killed Karolina and done so much more. After a second, he replied to Grady. "I'm in- I don't want him to hurt anyone else." He sent the text and then proceeded to write down the time he might need off in case on a paper.

@Michale CS @Gands

 

[Gands]

Grady Murtaugh aka Corvus

It didn't take long for Grady to swing by and pick up his Confederates and explain the situation. He had a lead on Riddler & Arcade being at the Royal Flush Casino in Atlantic city.

He planned to meet his contact in civilian clothes so that if he was spotted, it wouldn't alarm the Criminals.

" Lincoln all you have is civilian stuff, so not like there is a choice there. Oh, by the way, Lincoln, this is Stephanie. She comes recommended by a trusted friend. Stephanie, this is Lincoln, we call him Sparkplug. What do you think Stephanie?.Civies or Uniform. ?"

@Michale CS @LuckycoolHawk9

 

[Michale CS]

He planned to meet his contact in civilian clothes so that if he was spotted, it wouldn't alarm the Criminals.

" Lincoln all you have is civilian stuff, so not like there is a choice there. Oh, by the way, Lincoln, this is Stephanie. She comes recommended by a trusted friend. Stephanie, this is Lincoln, we call him Sparkplug. What do you think Stephanie?.Civies or Uniform. ?"

Stephanie was in her civilian guise when she met with Grady and Lincoln, and shrugged. "I always wear a little of my uniform under my civvies when I'm out doing anything remotely dangerous and keep the other parts in my purse or the car. I can arrange through you-know-who to get us a private plane there so we can bring my gear. So, my answer is essentially, both."

She smiled at Lincoln and chuckled. "Sparkplug huh? Well, it's not the worst name I've ever heard. That might have to go to Condiment King. Of course, he's a bad guy..."

@Gands @LuckycoolHawk9

 

[LuckycoolHawk9]

Lincoln Campbell

" When you worked for who worked for in the past, costumes weren't a big thing because we travelled a lot.... " he said, trailing off, wondering if she should get a costume. What if somebody tried to hurt his friend because they knew who he was? He was quiet debating it, but not saying it a loud either.

He looked over at Stephanie. " It wasn't my choice-my g- friend, a friend choose it for me and I thought it was okay," he said to her, looking over at her, trying his best to not focus on Daisy or his old friends.

@Gands @Michale CS

 

[Kingof192]

"Tyler Fenwick, of Toronto"

For an instant, he had the walking into Diagon Alley effect the door had been designed for, but quickly something inside him started to cringe. This place spoke of money and excess. Just as he had no taste for the expensive wine Siobhan Smythe loved so well, he had no real taste for this sort of thing. He supposed it odd, but it seemed to somehow be definitive of the original Red Panda as well.

Soon, he discovered there was plenty of substance as well. It might have the appearance of excess, but it was clearly set aside for safety and function as well. This was a place for leaders to do business in a world filled with metahumans, and that part spoke to him. Not so enthused about the putting it on the top floor thing, but this was Gotham and not National City. The buildings were a little safer at the expense of more random killing of civilians. Still, a couple bombs on the lower floor is all it would take to make the convenience of the helicopter pads feel foolish.

"Just some water for now please."

Tyler's face lit up as he thought he recognized the man. No, not Wayne. What could possibly be so interesting about Wayne?


"Sorry about the sudden arrival, but I needed to pick up a friend on the way. Mister Fenwick, this is Lucius Fox, my VP of R&D. I brought him along because I'm interested in a partnership, one that furthers the goal of aiding our first responders and others in our increasingly... changing world."


Smiling broadly, he shook the man's hand. "I'm so glad you did, Mr. Wayne and thank you for meeting with me in person. "


He was smiling a bit more though as he took Lucius Fox's hand "I am very honored to meet you Mr. Fox. I studied your career just before starting business. "


Taking his seat across from them, he started "Well sir, we do have a few direct support solutions for first responders, and we specialize in making indirect support more widely available and economically feasible to the public. I suspect you know all of that already though. Do you have something specific in mind?

 

[Camleen]

As the silver coating commences to overtake his form, Karolina finds herself cringing a little. That creeped her out in The Matrix too. She frowns a little as she watches him, as if unsure what she should be doing.


"I've… I've heard of you…" she then rolls her eyes a little as she corrects herself "I mean…. I've heard one of my friends talk about you. About how she could beat you up." She smiles apologetically for that. "Batman was worried about me?" She asks curiously, now sitting up a little in the bed. "That's very sweet of him. I barely met him… and… and thanks for helping me, Mr. Surfer." She glances away from him as he seems to think to herself a moment.

"I don't really remember much of what happened… I mean I didn't even realize you was there, or Batman… but thank you." She says with a nod as he looks back to him, smiling weakly. "I'm feeling way better now." She says in a lie. "My friends have been doin their best to help me." Even though she's pretty sure she alienated more than one of them.

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[Gands]

Norrin Radd aka The Silver Surfer

"You were seriously injured Miss. I have a healing gift and was able to help The Batman stabilize your condition. It was touch and go I'm told before I got there".

"I am told that sometimes rapid healing isn't healthy for a patient's mental status. You seem to be handling things alright. Should I leave now ? "

@Camleen

 

[Michale CS]

Smiling broadly, he shook the man's hand. "I'm so glad you did, Mr. Wayne and thank you for meeting with me in person. "

"I could do no less. I've done my research. Sending an employee to meet you seemed inadequate, to be honest." Wayne replied, still grinning.

He was smiling a bit more though as he took Lucius Fox's hand "I am very honored to meet you Mr. Fox. I studied your career just before starting business. "

"Really. I didn't realize my career was noteworthy enough to be of use to study. I'm flattered, Mister Fenwick." Fox responded, shaking with a firm grip.

Taking his seat across from them, he started "Well sir, we do have a few direct support solutions for first responders, and we specialize in making indirect support more widely available and economically feasible to the public. I suspect you know all of that already though. Do you have something specific in mind?

"Well, yes I did, in fact. I've got a few ideas on the drawing board - which is why I brought Lucius here - that play well into a synergy between our companies. I'd go right into detail, but I'd want to be sure that such details would be secure."

"In other words, we don't want to share the broad strokes of our processes that we're working on unless we have assurance that you've no intention of turning us down and then setting your own engineers on them. I'm a direct man, Mister Fenwick. I feel that if you were to do such a thing you would have a significantly more difficult and costly time distributing the process without the extensive network that Wayne Enterprises has in the U.S. I for one am anxious to share this with you, but..."

Bruce slid a tablet computer across the table in front of Tyler. "It's standard boilerplate, but if you'd rather look at it later in detail and just use today as a way of getting to know each other, that's fine too."

At first glance, the document on the screen awaiting Tyler's signature was stating that any invention or process shared with him today could not be pursued as a project by Tyler or any of his holdings for a year after the signature date. Of course, it was as Bruce said, standard boilerplate, meaning it was a good 20 pages long.

"Your choice. Do we just chat and get to know each other today while your attorneys use the fine tooth comb on that document, or do we get to share with you the plan that we have that I believe will be a major leap in the security of emergency personnel across the world?"

@Kingof192

 

[Camleen]

Karolina once more finds herself looking towards her bound arm as he speaks. She hears the words 'seriously injured', 'stabilize', and 'touch and go'. Those are the words that stick out to her. Maybe she just didn't realize just how bad it was overall, all she was focusing on was her arm. It hadn't occurred to her until now that she really could have died. That she probably would have if she were by herself.

She lets out a strained and awkward laugh when he says she seems to be handling things alright. "You don't have to leave, really." She continues to speak, her eyes cast down. "Everyone so far has been trying to assure me that this isn't a big deal. That it's just one of those things that happen, like traffic on the 710. And I should be able to just snap out of how I feel and get back to trying to beat up people that I disagree with." She now looks to him as she frowns a little. "I'm not handling things alright, man. Grady and Lincoln… I love 'em both… but sometimes I just don't think we're all on the… same… page… you probably don't know Grady or Lincoln. Sorry." She says with an apologetic smile, unaware of just how connected he is.


"They both want me to keep going with this whole lifestyle. Even that creepy old guy that tried to fondle my hand wants me to. I just don't feel like I'm wired for it. I wanna help people… but…" she shakes her head a little as she leans back in the bed. "I'm sorry… I'm rambling now, and you didn't come here for that. Maybe I'm overreacting, and those guys are right. But they ain't the ones that had almost half of their body blown away…" She looks back to him, her eyes only lifting towards him. "I'm really and truly grateful that you could help me. Heck, you probably saved me. I wish I knew how I could pay you back…"

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[Kingof192]

"Actually, middle ground" Tyler answered Bruce Wayne as he was still fingering through the tablet. "I have a man for this. Just a minute"


Tyler went to typing on his own phone, smiled, and spoke "I'm actually more concerned that we might already have something similar going on than an any actual trade secret matters. Or with a pitch like that you might want Fenwick Enterprises instead of Fenwick Technology. We are more geared toward applied technology than the original. Still, if you took the time to have it written I can take the time to have it read. Send it over to F E U E R at TylerFenwick.com and he should have it read before the order arrives."

"Honestly I feel a little self-conscious doing that with Mr Fox sitting across the table. Still, prudence in all matters, eh?"

"Tell me, what is it like to live in Gotham? Toronto's a bit quiet these days, at least for her size"

 

[Gands]

Norrin Radd aka The Silver Surfer

Norrin let his silver covering fade back away, revealing the human face he wore.

"Miss, it might surprise you to know that I was not and do not consider myself a warrior by vocation. My personal history threads through situations of dire need. I felt someone had to do something about, even though I was in my own mind unqualified. Also like you, I now have a great deal of power even though I am still not really a warrior. "

He walked closer to her bedside.

" I have found most of the people on this planet kind and noble of spirit. I will defend them from harm, heal them of their hurts if I can. Very few of us, are... cut out for these battles. Most of us, simply fight them to defend our friends, our family. As for doing something for me, ( he smiles ) keep getting better. "

He stands there admiring her for a while before re-silvering, calling his board and flying off.

@Camleen

 

[Camleen]

As Norrin speaks to her, she finds herself unable to look towards him. She just stares down at her feet, a small frown upon her lips.

It occurs to her… perhaps they aren't so different. And perhaps she's forgotten how things were before. Things in her life lately have been… muddled. When she first found out what she was, she was angry at her parents. For they never told her of her true heritage. Oh, and they were murdering supervillains. After her parents were gone, it was just the gang. The Runaways, as they had come to be known. Together they dealt with… a lot. Everything from the Kingpin to the X-Men to the Skrulls… and all that time, Karolina never really wanted to fight. She had always thought herself the gentle soul. When she was younger she would cry hysterically when she saw animals being hurt on documentaries. Despite that, she still went into battle with her friends. But now that she thinks about those times, it was never to just fight.

She was there to make sure the people she truly loved would never be hurt.

She was amongst the most powerful of the group, so perhaps she felt a certain responsibility in that regard. She could do things to protect her friends, and that's where she excelled. Xavin helped her to master her force barrier abilites, helped her to become better at keeping people out of danger.

She smiles faintly as Norrin tells her what she should do to repay him… just get better. She looks towards him, her eyes only lifting to him as he moves away. "Yeah… I can… thank you…" it's then he speeds off on his… surfboard… into the sky… she really should be used to weird things in her life by now. But apparently not.

A slow and deep breath is taken in, and she lays back in her bed, her eyes closing.


And suddenly, her shoulder doesn't hurt as much as it did.

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[LuckycoolHawk9]

Phillip Horace Wells/ Moment Man

Phillip Horace Wells hadn't planned on Gotham City that week or for that matter, where there was a chance that he could lose someone that he loved. Sadly, as much as he wished he did, he did not control where the higher-up sent him. He was only a stand- in, but that was only for now. He could very well become the permanent weatherman, knowing how the industry worked. Of course, it didn't help his confidence that the last weatherman was just missing.

Of course, he didn't take this short time for granted. He had learned, especially after the woman he loved, Rhoda (or something close to that, he knew it started with a R.) had died on assignment. She had been one of the many people he couldn't save. One of many. He hated that thought. Even if he could see the future only for a moment, he tried to use the knowledge to his advantage. He was a moment man. Running his hand through his hair, he was currently at a bar, taking a sip of his alcoholic drink.

A sweet Vermouth on the rocks with a twist. Her favorite drink- or it was. He hated thinking of her in past tense. God, he hoped something would come his way.

@Gands

 

[Gands]

Gotham
Twilight bar and Grill

As Phil sits there in walks a beautiful red headed woman.



She is in a green dress, oddly, she has green lipstick. Green fingernail polish with a stylized tree of Gondor on each finger. She says nothing to Phil at first, but does smile softly.

From the bartender she orders an Irish Mojito mixed drink.

@LuckycoolHawk9

 

[LuckycoolHawk9]

Phil Wells/ Moment Man

Phil did turn towards the door to see the red headed woman.

That was a lot of green for a person. He didn't even know that green lipstick was even a thing. He smiled back at her, acknowledging her smile felt like the right thing to do at least.

He took another sip of the drink. It was still as bad as he remembered it when the now dead woman first offered it to him in the past. He looked down at his phone. " Hello," he said, to the other woman. It was a start.

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