11433/Nightly Visitor

Nightly Visitor
Date of Scene:	05 May 2020
Location:	Gotham University, South Point
Synopsis:	Buffy and Babs kicks punk ass, Harry arrives shortly after.
Cast of Characters:	Buffy Summers, Oracle, Harry Dresden

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Buffy Summers has posed:
It's late night in Gotham and most smart people would be home by now, mostly because of the crime that tends to flourish in Gotham. Of course in a wealthier neighborhood, it's less so, but lately there have been rumours of a new gang in town, a new powerful gang with fearsome strength.

Which is probably why Buffy is here, lurking about the campus at night, like she's crazy or something. Oh yeah, she's all in combat gear too, red leather pants, leather jacket, utility belt, tonfa strapped to her thighs. Now she just needs to find the baddies.

Oracle has posed:
Batgirl's here too. She's...ah just up on the roof above Buffy and is too, watching for this new gang. The joy of being Batgirl, though....hmmwell, the tempered joy, even. Is she's got all the tools. Looking over the roof, Buffy's down there, okay. Now who else is around?

Nah, this is Gotham. Babs fires a grapple over to a nearby roof and hauls herself over. Alright, fine. Fine. Babs is gonna go roof to roof. Alrighty then.

The joys of grappling hooking around. It's like, well....well..y'know. It's like Batgirl's got this figured out really as far as where to be, where to go and what to do, type things.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is apparently not a big fan of costumes or cool codenames. So here she is, looking like a cute and harmless college girl, just waiting to be jumped. Of course, that's probably what some ne'er do wells are planning right now, as they tail her, keeping to the shadows, stalking her.

Oh yeah, these are no ordinary predators, the way they move? It's almost uncanny, they're faster, quieter almost superhumanly so. Lurking in the shadows, they're more easily spotting from the rooftops, about 6 of them altogether, brandishing all sorts of weapons, guns, knives, metal bats..

"Hey there sweetcheeks, are you lost?" one of them leers at her as they slowly surround her.

Oracle has posed:
Babs brought backup. Fiona's with her. Babs nods to the Irish explosives expert as arm goes back, comes forward. Fiona's thrown a stun grenade toward the group as Babs grabs Fi and grappling hooks over to the other building. "Okay, I'm gonna go down there. You're gonna cover me from up here. Anything gets up here, kick it off the roof. Ready?" Babs asks as she drops into the fight and goes for her baton. Fiona's got a tranq rifle in her ands and is aiming at the group, firing every so often. Fi doesn't miss shots often.

Buffy Summers has posed:
"Hey there, not-so-Prince-charming." she smirks, turning to face the first thug. "Nah, I'm not lost and if I was, you'd be the last person I asked for directions." she is aware of others surrounding her and she laughs, pulling out her favored tonfa. "So, who wants to go first?"

The words are no sooner out of her mouth when one or two of them drop, tranquilized in a mere couple of seconds. Buffy arches a brow, glancing upwards. "Okaay, who else got invited to this party?"

One of the men snarls, rasiing a gun to where he thought he heard the tranq fired from, shooting off a few rounds at Babs and Fiona. Buff meanwhile charges the first guy, tackling him to the ground, knocking him out before others swarm her.

Oracle has posed:
Babs gets in swinging as Fi keeps firing, then drops a smoke grenade into the mix. Babs ducks away and comes back in, baton whirling as Fiona's running out of things to drop. Loose cinder r blocks get thrown into the fight toward the struggle as Fi leaps down, Babs lnging for her fellow Bird to protect Fiona, as Fi just uses Babs as a platform to shoot from. Hard to punch when Babs is in full on costume. So Babs crouches going for the knees and ankles like she's some Bat mafia hitwoman. Fiona's firing from atop Babs head. Or rather the ranq rifle's resting there. Babs just became a turret as she motions to Fiona, who slings the rifle over her shoulder and begins throwing punches and kicks, and Babs leaps to her feet with the baton whirling and, oh shi...

She's mule kicking. Run away, vamps!

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers is practically dancing as she fights the thugs off. Suddenly the air is thick with smoke, and when it clears, between Babs, Fi and Buffy, all the thugs are quickly taken care of. Although are they human or vamp? Some of them vanish in a puff of smoke, while others just groan and roll, unconscious. Buffy smirks, wiping a brow. "Soo, we meet again, Batgirl..Heh, you just keep turning up like a bad penny, what's up with that?"

Oracle has posed:
"Go through their pockets" Babs instructs Fiona. "You're right. I do. I helped you out however. You did good with them, and do you know who they are?" Babs adds half listening to an angry Irish woman rant and yell. "Fiona, shh. You're going to get us shot" Baabs warns, "So shh. Okay who were they?"

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers arches a brow. "Go through their...What, are you pickpockets or what?" she frowns, eyeing the pair warily. but if they're trying to identify them, Buffy shrugs and just watches, not interfering as they pilfer them. "Heh, friends of yours?" she smirks, bemused.

Oracle has posed:
Babs behind her mask smirks, though outwardly there's no emotion. "It's caalled Iding them" she says patiently. "Fi, get going. I can take it from here" she says as Fiona scampers off into the night and Babs stares down at the bodies. "Now, who are they? You see if they got any ID or distinguishing markss?" Babs says gently. Its a suggestion, sure. But....Babs is also watching, noting how Buffy reacts to things

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles and shrug. She's not a pilfered, usually she doesn't care who she fights, mostly cuz they're disposable, demons and all. "Hmm, they're humans, although one that flee was a vamp. Dunno if the others realized, I thought they might be members of Carpe Noctem but it's possible that the vamp was trying to recruit them.."s he narrows her eyes, "Dont see those heart eye tattoos though."

Oracle has posed:
"Hm" Babs says with a quiet, weary tone to her voice. "This Carpe Noctem. Hav you looked into them?" she adds. Babs has more important things to do, really...than deal with vamps when Gotham needs protectors. Still she shakes her head and taps away on her wrist computer a little, as if listening intentely for a moment. "Hmm. So they're not tattood. If they're not in a gang, and you're here when the GCPD finds you..." Babs says, grappling her way back up to the roof. Hey. Batgirl's got places to be. Like, out of sight of any police that may turn up. Or more likely somebody will stumble across the corpses, and beatdowns and bodies and suchlike. So...

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers shrugs, "I did some talking around but haven't had much luck. We traced them to a night club a few months back but since then they fled and we ended up empty handed...I wish I had like, a database to look into or something but.." another shrug, "Well we did get a possible lead recently, and a list of potential...Minions? Victims? Need to do more research I think." Buffy sighs, Thought these guys might be related but they may just be something else altogether..."

Harry Dresden has posed:
It hasn't been that long since the call went out for Harry to come pick up a certain slayer from Gotham University, so Harry must have been in town on business given the time it took to make his way over. The rattle of the Blue Beetle's engine is heard long before the mismatched painted VW Bug is seen turning the corner into the designated parking lot, coming to a halt along the curb as a puff of black smoke escapes from the tailpipe. The door opens, and the 6'9 frame of the Wizard of Bludhaven climbs out of the small car. "Buffy? You called?"

Oracle has posed:
Blink, blink. Behind her faceplate, Babs raises an eyebrow. Well, Oracle is good at that. "Why not?" she says from the rooftop, with a pointed hand and finger to Harry (no not /that/ finger) "Ask him to get on a computer and look into a database?" she asks and shufffles further back from the rolling EPA enforcement wet dream. Smoke, yes, littering, yes, chemicals? Yes. Barbara's sure that if any tree huggers got a look at that car they'd want to jump off the roof she's on. Mostly to take the Beetle away and kill it quietly somewhere it can't hurt anyone. Or just leap to their deaths to get away from the car.

Babs shakes her head to Buffy and silently looks from Harry to Buffy, raised palms. "I take it that's your date and a ride home?" she asks. With a totally and utterly serious tone, and her faceplate's expression not changing.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers frowns, shaking her head, "Heey, personal information about random people isn't exactly something a normal civilian has access too." and Karrin, well she's out of town for a bit. She's not aware of Oracle though, but Harry is the next best thing, being a professional investigator and all. She smirks, shaking her head. "Date? Him? Hardly!" okay, there was a slight chuckle in her voice (Sorry Harry!), "Just a friend but, he might be able to help. Thanks for your assistance Batgirl, if the name arose Noctem or Armastus comes up, please let me know!" she waves to Harry, "Hey thanks for the ride, I need to exchange notes with you. Thought I had a lead here but the vamp leader got away..Oh yeah this is a Batgirl, batgirl meet my friend, Harry Dresden.."

Harry Dresden has posed:
When Harry's eyes fall on Batgirl, they narrow ever so slightly. "Yeah, I gathered by the getup. Had a run in once with the GCPD a few years ago. They was taking stupid risks with something they didn't know anything about. It could have ended very badly." He shrugs, shaking his head as he turns to look at Buffy. "Notes? 'Bout what?"

Oracle has posed:
The faceplate's expression doesn't really change any. Nope. Babs, behind the faceplate narrows her own eyes. Harrry had a run in with her boss? Ha, what, the GCPD? See. Babs scuttles back from the roof edge a little still listening, tapping her fingers on her thighs and looking neutral. Under the faceplate though, Babs is seething. Oh she needs to read up on Harry and figure out what his deal is.

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers hmms, peering curiously at Harry, "Ooh, really, heh..Police don't always understand....Some things." no need to go into the magic bit. She's not sure if that is secret stuff so she falls silent, thoughtful. Boy is she glad she's got a magic specialist on her team. Not that he's HER minion but.."Oh. Right, Dean and I did a little footwork, found out the tattooist who designed the cultist tattoos, is also in cahoots with Carpe Noctem. But she gave us a list of all the people she did that eye heart tattoo for. Right before she sic'd some vamps and ghouls on us." yeaaah, they're both in cahoots now. "I imagine you probably have some missing case files that might correspond with some people on this list, the way things are going."

Harry Dresden has posed:
Harry Dresden says, "Always possible." says Harry with a shrug. "We can head back to the office and I can collaborate with you. Dig through the files." He looks over at Batgirl and nods in her direction. "Batgirl.""

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smiles, waving to Babs before stepping into the passenger side. "Alright, let's head back to my place and we can discuss it. Since you gave me a free ride and all, I can at least offer you a free dinner.." she smirks as she shuffles through her backpack for the document Rosali gave her. "Relax, I can cook simple food.."

Harry Dresden has posed:
Harry Dresden says, "Hey, if it isn't a can of Chief Boyardee that I can set on top of the wood stove to cook, then it's already better than I am going to manage on my own." Harry says with a chuckle as he slips into the Beetle and starts her up, but not without a lot of coxing. "Ok. you're place. You will have to give me directions.""

Buffy Summers has posed:
Buffy Summers smirks, "Heh, Thomas doesn't think I can cook but...Actually, the apartment I share with Willows not far from here, you can drop me there and meet Wil if you haven't met yet. I just have left over pizza is all..Ahh here it is. I'll leave it here for you to check over. I made copies. Soo how have you been? Keeping busy?" she is curious if he and Thomas talked yet but doesn't want to be too nosy.

Harry Dresden has posed:
Harry Dresden drives Buffy to her place and parks the car. "Tell you what. I'll stop by tomorrow and look at the files. It's getting late. Have a good evening, Buffy. I'll see you in the morning."