1060/Hunting a Shadow

Hunting a Shadow
Date of Scene:	20 June 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Robin (Wayne), Huntress

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Robin (Wayne) has posed:
Welcome to gotham at night where the city never really sleeps just turns a lot more evil. It is raining again as the drug dealers are out selling their wares, and the people behind it all sit inside behind locked doors, and stacks of guns. It actually seems to be a quiet night here in old Gotham, the shooting hasn't started nor has the screams just the call.. "Get your wares.. come get your wares.." from the miscelanious peddlers. That is until at one of the metal doors a thug slams against it as he was running. Banging on it he says.. "Quick let me in... let me in!" in a panic, as if his life depended on it. He was in a group of five thugs that were watching the area though he is the last one. He thinks he is the last one a live, so pounds on the door even harder though he can use only one hand as in the other has a metal spike in it.

It doesn't take long, as the door opens, and the thug behind it is looking out.. asking him "What the heck is going on?" though that is what the shadow that neither of them had seen behind them moves. The man that was beating on the door gets another spike to the back this time, and falls to the ground though he is the lucky one as the one that opened the door gets three spikes into his body falling into a heap on the group leaving the door open. Out of the shadows walks a short figure.. He stands a little over 4' tall, and is covered in a cloak that covers his features. He walks out of the shadows covered in rain, but not seeming to notice it up to the door. Giving both men kicks that are hard enough to slide them against the walls he removes the spikes replacing them in his inventory.

Huntress has posed:
Ah, another rainy Gotham night! When all of the sensible people in the city are inside and dry, the really -driven- ones are out in the weather. Drug dealers often have mob connections, which is what brings a certain masked Huntress to this part of town tonight. She watches the diminutive whirlwind cut through the perimeter guards like so much wheat, then make his way into the building. Yep, looks like the front entrance is covered.

Shooting a grapple line, she swings out from her perch and lands lightly against the side of the building. A short rappel descent brings her to a painted-over window. She quietly tests the latch, forcing it open a crack with a sudden wrench of a knife so that she can peek inside.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
The boy is moving in to te complex when you shoot out your reppel line, though he stops of a moment. As you force the latch opens he looks back, though not at you. Did he hear that little sound from all the way down there? Just as you might think he did he turns again, and walks into the complex. From your vantage point you can see inside the large room, thugs are all over the place, but sitting against the far wall are three men. On the other sides of the room, it looks like drugs, guns, money, all waiting to be devided up as the three men discuss things. The first speaks.. "Listen man.. I don't think we should of sold those drugs by a school.. The bats is goin to come after us for that." though the second reasures him. "Listen.. it can't be tracked back to us, we are solid." though the third just nods as they are interupted. There is the sound of gun fire shortly followed by a loud crack.. One of the thugs run in with his arm bent in a way it is not supposed to as a figure comes out of the shadow. He speak though Huntress would from experience be able to tell it was a fifteen year old, the thugs do not seem so ammused. "You have sold drugs in my area." he takes a step forward, as one of the men stand.. "No.. No Damian.. We would never do.." though he falls grasping his neck. The boy had thrown one of those metal spikes, but it moved fast.. There was quite a bit of strength behind those darts which gave it speed, though it dug itself into the wall behind the man as he fell.

The thugs kind of confused take this as time to move, and start shooting at Damian, though he isn't in that spot anymore. Bullets ring around him, as he is darting to the side.. Jumping over another guard, as he is full of bullets Damian keeps moving, he is making progress towards the men as they have checked their friend and decided he wasn't worth sticking around for. Though all this motion does get you a look at the boys face, he is young real young, though the look is something no kid should have. Hate, Anger, the sheer determination to do whatever it takes to all the people in here.. all behind sky blue eyes, and a long lose black hair. Though this face may look like just a kid the thugs inside are taking it like a real threat, as they should considering he just took down two more in the group.

Huntress has posed:
Outside in the rain, the Huntress watches the exchange and lets out a soft sigh. Whoever 'Damian' is, he's very good. Reckless, but good. Still clinging to the line, she draws her knees in close and pushes out away from the building. A kick back widens the swing, and she crashes through the window with the soles of both booted feet.

The sounds of breaking glass and wrenched metal make for a pretty good distraction, and for a moment the gunfire pauses as the new threat hits the ground and rolls to her feet. <thok!> <thok!> <thok!> She comes up shooting, crossbow bolts aimed at wrists. Guns clatter to the floor, but there are others. In a calm voice she calls out. "We need at least one of them conscious."

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
The boy is still moving around the bullets though close don't really hit him, as they just can't get a bead on him as he moves. As she lands while the others are distacted he takes moment to 'disarm' a few more thugs putting them out of the fight, but in the need of a hospital. He looks at her quietly with a calm expression, then his hand moves in a flash.. A metal spike is moving at her, fast, maybe faster then her bolts, though even if she doesn't move it would miss. It would come close enough where she could hear the whistle of air it gives, as it cuts through it and ends up in the back of one of the running men. The man yells, and falls to the ground though the third one keeps running.

The boy just looks at you with that same calm expression, before he has to move again and bullets take his place. He leaps this time, though the jump seems almost inhuman... almost, as he grabs the ceiling hanging there by an arm. With a higher vantage point he starts raining down the spikes on the people, though it doesn't last long as he drops again. "What do you want... Tell me your not one of those bat people." he does not sound ammused by this but he hasn't actually attacked her yet.. Though maybe close.

Huntress has posed:
Huntress is a good enough judge to know that the thrown spike is not *quite* on the mark. She turns her head in time to see the spike hit its mark, watching him perhaps for a follow-up throw. A snap-shot from the crossbow drops the other running man with a bolt to the back of the knee. "Hardly. The Bats don't like pointy objects." she replies.

The activity in the room has diminished significantly by now. Those who still have weapons are dropping them, and there are soft groans heard from the ones who are still conscious enough to make the sounds. "I need information. And if you can restrain yourself for a few minutes, perhaps I might even get it."

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
The boy moves forward, but not towards the downed men instead he moves back towards the desk they were sitting at. One thug reaches out and grabs his food, not hard but as kinda just being stubbern, though for it he gets a kick that tosses him aside making the man lift in the air, then land in a bundle though the boy just gives a "tsk.." moving forward towards the desk again. "You are wasting your time with them... Kill them, and be done with it. They have sold drugs to kids, and failed at even doing that properly they are a waste to Gotham so there is no-reason to keep them around."

By this time he has moved to the desk, he pulls out a little kit, and starts doing something to the desk with a small brush, and some powder. As he works he speaks again, "If you do not have the stomach for it, walk away I will find all those connected to them. Friends, Family, everyone they have interacted with... They will all pay for their transition into my area." The way he says it the matter of fact tone, he isn't bluffing.. Though one of the men the one she shot in the Leg, "No.. please Damian we are sorry.. We shouldn't of done it.. I have a wife, and a kid please just leave them alone."

Huntress has posed:
Huntress strides up boldly to the young man, purposefully cocking the crossbow and loading another bolt. "Maybe you didn't understand, or maybe I didn't make myself clear. It's no longer your call. Until *I* can verify their suppliers, and the suppliers of their suppliers, no one else dies today. Capiche?"

She moves closer, regarding the angry young man with a somewhat wary stance. "I like your spirit, kid, but you need to take it waaaay down, alright? There's a time to kill and there are reasons to kill, but that's not now." Passing by the guy who is begging for his life, Huntress casually kicks him in the face. Hard.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
The boy stops what he is doing as she strides up to him though quietly without a word puts his brush away looking at the desk. He seems to ignore her demands for a moment before he turns to face her he doesn't look ammused. "So it is your call? You drop in, shoot a couple of those, and think it is all up to you?" he shakes his head, though as he was facing you he took a photo of the desk with the prints now visable on it. "If you want the suppliers.. You could question him." he turns and blows on the desk ruining the prints he just had for anyone else.. "Because I already know now." and with that he gives her a smirk.

"You seem usefull I will not lie, but you have hit that man twice, and he still breaths. I wonder if you have the heart.. the anger to do what must be done." his eyes narrow as he looks at her. "Or are you just another one of those people who pose like they are helping, but just do nothing as these people do what they want?" he turns, and actually starts to walk away from her. "You want the location that is easy, but does it even matter if you have it if you are not willing to do what must be done?"

Huntress has posed:
"He still breathes *because* I have the heart." Huntress offers from behind him. "You have anger, yes, but it makes you more sloppy than anything else. Killing is easy. It's the coward's way out. Knowing *when* to kill and when to spare a life is the hard part of this business." She pauses a moment to watch him, then adds. "Perhaps you'll figure that out, if you live long enough."

Turning her back on him, Huntress starts moves to the closest thug who is still conscious before she continues. "Tell me... Damian, is it? There may be men in this room who deserve to die, who will live today. But there are others who deserve to live in other parts of the city who are dying tonight. Can you give that life back to them?"

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
The boy glances at her, and shakes his head. "A heart... really that is what you think of now. How about the hearts of the kids that these people burst, or got hooked to something because of their greed? There are victums out there that want justice, and I will bring it to them. Call me a coward, or sloppy neither which you know anything about, but perhaps if you keep taunting me I might just outlive you." Though it might be a threat it is a vieled one he doesn't seem to look like he is going to attack, he just turns and walks away.

"You are responsible for every drop of blood those people take that you should of killed. The small price of a couple that might of had a chance to turn it around are pale in compairson to them. They knew the risks being out here doing this job, and when the time comes for the due to be paid you hide behind your heart.. disguesting." He does seem to pause for a moment, "You have not yet realized who, or what you are dealing with, nor that this was all inside my plans. What you call sloppy is effecient, though how can I take their life if I do not put mine on the line as well." he shrugs the pause over. "And coward.. really who is the adult here?"

Huntress has posed:
Huntress ignores him, crouching down before a still-conscious thug. "Go away, little boy. Go outside and play with your ninja toys. Perhaps we can work *together* at some point. But I don't work with rabid dogs. Until you can control your anger, you're only in my way and it's really best if we don't cross paths again."

There are many things that Huntress could say to him right now. Things about watching the murder of your parents. The PTSD nightmares. Training out of anger and hatred. Omerta. But not now. And definitely not here. So she turns her attention to the interrogation, getting the thug's attention with a slap across the face that'll leave the mark of her handprint behind.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
The boy looks at her for a long moment.. "Good luck with your interrogation.. Let us hope you find it beore I do." and with that he drops a single round ball. Though it doesn't look like much smoke starts to appear from it surrounding Damian. "Or at least while there is anyone left." can bearly be heard as the smoke bellows out then cuts off quickly disapating into the air once more. The smoke was just normal smoke to block the view, but when it is gone so is Damian. The interogation would go pretty normal for her, he would tell her what she wanted to know about the complex, but will not say anything about Damian. He is scared to way more scared then he is of her currently, because while she may beat him Damian would do much worse, and he knew it. Maybe if he had not just seen him he would of, but right now after just meeting him the man is rather tight lipped.