12703/A Thief is a Thief by any other name..

A Thief is a Thief by any other name..
Date of Scene:	02 February 2021
Location:	West Chelsea Hill, Old Gotham
Synopsis:	Four 'thieves' meet to discuss how to tackle the Cat Lady.
Cast of Characters:	Catwoman, Spike, Gambit, Wild Rose

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Catwoman has posed:
It's a chilly January night, and not the best kind of night for a leisurely stroll in the park. But all the same, Catwoman knew that time was running out if they hoped to track down and stop the Cat Lady before she caused anymore damage.

Life had been busy, but she had not forgotten the help that Remy and Riana had offered and with her friends Ivy and Harley suddenly MIA again, she was running low on allies.

Which is why she called this meeting out in the middle of the night, in the middle of an empty park, hoping to get some info..Remy had put a bug on one of Cat Lady's minions a while ago and she was eager to see if he had found an ything or chosen to go it alone.

Spike has posed:
While he and Selina run together a lot, this is one of those times to see the world from several angles, so he doesn't walk in the same way that she does. His cigarette dangles from his lips and he exhales the most recent drag, eyeing two young women wandering together and yet alone through the park after dark. He shakes his head and keeps walking, muttering softly,"Bloody hell. The women in this city are stupid." He eyes Selina up the way and moves towards her.

Gambit has posed:
And from the other direction Remy starts approaching. The collar of his duster turned up agienst the wind, and the coat tied tightly about his waist. He moves in the direction of Selina, giving that devil may care smirk. "One of dese days, gonna figure out where Ah lef' mah mind when I decide ta move dis far Nort'. Yall's winter's are insane."

Catwoman has posed:
Dressed in her leather catburglar garb, Catwoman had the sense to line this particular one with a thin layer of wool, adding a bit of extra warmth to her outfit. Which is a good thing as it's fairly chilly out tonight. Of course it helped too that they had taken a nice long stroll to get to their favorite park.

She sits rather gracefully, legs crossed casually atop the monkey bars, a good vantage point on the hill that the park rests on to get a view of anyone before they actually approach them. She smiles slightly at Spike and shrugs.

"Unfortunately, not everyone is aware of 'things that go bump in the night' like you and I.." she purrs. Gambit is given a lazy wave and a playful smile as he approaches. "Ah, Monseiur LeBeau..And where is your Cher tonight? I had hoped to speak with her as well.."

Spike has posed:
"There was a time I would have savored that particular ignorance, now it just anonys me." Spike comments and stops near the monkey bars where she is sitting. He looks towards the arriving Cajun, once more giving him the once over, and then nods to him as he approaches,"It's been a long time since I was in New Orleans. I'm starting to think a vacation may be in order soon."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau rolls his eyes slightly, smirking though with amusement. "Vampires in Nawlins, mon ami 'ave some self respect an' don' be a cliché, non?" he says with an amused grin and nods to Catwoman. "She meetin' us 'ere." He promises, "We didn' come toget'er due to her 'aving a class..."

Wild Rose has posed:
     Not too far behind Remy, Riana makes her way through the night, swathed in black from head to foot. She's wearing a black parka, black jeans, black sneakers that look suspiciously well-loved (read 'well-chewed'), and a knit black beanie cap to keep her titian tresses in check. She's walking with a wooden staff like some might use a walking stick, but there is something a little too easy, something deadly about her stride, and her grip on the weapon. "You haven't complained about the cold nights too much lately, cher," she says to Remy, chuckling as she comes up alongside.

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman winks at Spike. "Well, you could always give 'em a few pointers, love." she winks at him, hopping down gracefully and effortlessly from her high perch. "A vacation to New Orleans would be lovely.."

As Remy and Riana approach, she smiles and nods to them. "Evening. Glad you could make it. I was hoping we could touch base, as it's been a while since we last met. Remy..Did you find out where the Cat Lady and her minions live? Seems they continue to terrorize Gotham.."

Spike has posed:
A soft snort at Selina's comment as well as Remy's. To her he replies,"Lucky for them they aren't getting just that." He glances towards Remy and shrugs,"What can I tell you. The soul of a poet, it overrides the sense of cliche'." He laughs softly and after another drag and adds,"Self respect died a long time ago." His attention moves to the new arrival for a moment and then looks towards Selina again.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a bit at Spike, "Non, a true poet breaks de ground so dat only de pale imitators dat come in 'is wake /become/ de clichés. Yah 'ave ta be a bloody awful poet to adhere to dem." he says amused. He leans over and give Riana a soft sweet brush of his lips agienst her's before nodding to Catwoman. "Well it depend chere, dare good news and bad. De good is dat Ah tracked de place. Not dat 'ard really. De bad? Lots of security, lots of guards. Lots of guns."

Wild Rose has posed:
     Riana leans over and kisses Remy sweetly, with a little flick of her eyebrows and... was that a wink? No, surely it must be a trick of the light. Slipping her arm around his waist, she leans in against him, listening to the basics of the situation as they are outlined. Nodding to Catwoman and Spike, she turns her attention back to Remy, just barely managing to suppress a grin. "And we both know you're a true poet."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman smirks at Spike, "Well..." she purrs, "Perhaps you should inform them of the error of their ways, hmm? Give 'em a little..Demonstration..?" she winks playfully at him, drawing near to him as she regards the other couple thoughtfully.

"So..Tell me more about this place. Are we talking an abandonned Warehouse? Posh mansion? How much security and what type?"

Glancing at Riana thoughtfully, she seems to give her the once-over, pondering, "Furthermore, I am curious to see if you two have any burglarly skills that might come in handy. I know you are quite strong..Which is a good asset against some of those feline brutes.." a nod is given to Riana.

"And you are fast and agile, with some sort of...Kinetic explosive abilitiy with those cards." A nod is given Remy. "And of course, Spike has both strength and speed on his side.."

Spike has posed:
Another snort and Spike lets that last bit from Remy go. More to look into right now. There's always later for that. He takes another drag from his cigarette, opting to hold it between his right index and middle finger for the moment as he focuses on what Selina has to say.

When Selina settles next to him he glances at her a moment and then back to the gathering,"Might be entertaining." he tells her softly and then listens. He considers her words and smirks before another drag and exhale,"And a whole collection of bad habits to go along with it."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau considers for a moment as to how much information to give to these people, some of it he hasn't even told his own lover before simply stating "De Society of St. Roche ranks me as de Number five t'ief currently active an operating in de world. Ah was personally trained by mah pappa Jean-Luc LeBeau, first ranked in de United States an' Guildmaster of Nawlins, and Tsung Xang, of 'Ong Kong, Ranked number one in de world. Pretty sure Ah c'n get de job done foh yah." He says with a playful tone. He rolls his neck. "On de outside, it looks like a posh mansion as yah say. Inside? It's a bunker. Lot's of securty an' gaurds as Ah say." He gives Catwoman a wicked smirk before adding "T'ieves always 'ave de best security, non?"

Wild Rose has posed:
     Riana's eyebrows loft a little bit higher with each credential Remy lists off, though she says nothing at first. Her lips curl upwards in a smile, and she dips her head in briefly to whisper something to him for his ears alone, before turning her attention to Catwoman and Spike. "Can't claim the creds he can as a thief, but I've got martial arts on my side since childhood. 2nd Dan, Tang Soo Do style. Basically, second degree black belt." She shrugs, and smiles.

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman just smiles knowingly at Gambit and nods. "Oh, but you wont be going alone..I have a personal stake in the matter, and while I don't usually like to run these heists with so many people, well..." she licks her lips, "Let's just say Madame Chat has quite the fortune stowed away in that mansion of her's.."

Eyes narrow a bit. "This is my gig, and I'm letting you take a share of her stash as payment. But we're going in too, so guess you two will have to get used to working alongside us."

She smiles sweetly, nodding thoughtfully to the information Remy does offer, although suspecting there might be other details she will need to find out for herself. All the same, Catwoman steps towards them, offering her hand. "Honour among thieves? I wont stab your back if you don't stab mine? Considering we have a common enemy who is bigger and badder than all of us, yes?"

Spike has posed:
Raising the cigarette to his lips, Spike takes a long drag and exhales. Last of the nasty habit, he tosses it down and crushes it out,"Don't let's forget that nasty cat. I am starting to take it personally it doesn't want to die. Bloody beast is making life ineteresting, but I'm ready to be bored again."

He pauess and looks back towards the place the two women were walking and frowns a little. A shake of his head he turns his attention back to the business at hand. Honor is well and good, but he slides his hands into his coat pocket. Niceties are Selina's bit. He's here for the less pleasant things as a general rule.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau smirks a little bit and takes Selina's hand. "Of course chere, nevah dream of it." He says with that wicked grin and his hell fire eyes dancing with amusement. "Out of curiosity, don' t'ink yah've evah mentioned... What dis chienne do ta yah dat piss yah off so much? Gimmick infringement?"

Wild Rose has posed:
     "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned," Riana intones that ancient bit of wisdom. "But yeah. I've gotta wonder that, too. What's got you mad enough to go into the lion's den like this? Whatever it is, remind me not to do it. I'd rather not be on your bad side."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman shakes Remy's hand and nods, snorting a bit. "Yes actually, among other things. She's trying to ruin my reputation, pretending to be me so that the cops chase after me instead of her, only her work is far sloppier than mine.."

She smirks, "Oh, and let's not forget how she attacked me directly, infected me with poison, tried to use her mind mojo on me to attack innocents and do her bidding, the bitch." she practically spits out the words, emerald eyes glimmering angrily.

"Besides, she's a rival thief who doesn't play by the games but is going around kidnapping innocent feline aligned metas and brainwashing them to use as her unwilling pawns. I may be a thief, but at least I'm an honorable thief. That's just low. Oh, and let's not forget she's sitting on a veritable goldmine, how could any seasonned thief resist trying to recover the months' worth of loot she's acquired all this time?"

Spike has posed:
Looking past the group again, Spike narrows his gaze. If anyone is terribly perceptive would notice that he tests the air with an sniff. Worse than a blood hound is the former poet,"Bloody Hell." he mutters and sprints towards the two women and some moron that is a little too obvious, flashing fangs and chasing after.

He takes his right hand out of his coat pocket and a wooden stake appears. The problem with Spike...a little too impulsive sometimes. After a few seconds there is a sound of a fist fight, rather the sound of someone beating someone else half to death. He's going to be fun to deal with the rest of the night. Adrenaline is a double edged sword.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau nods slightly to the woman as she explains her rather justifiable grudge agienst the impostor and is about to say something else when Spike simply runs off to pick a fight. "Interestin' friends dat yah seem ta 'ave chere... what yah say we continue dis conversation later... yah know in a place de police not likely to be called any second."

Wild Rose has posed:
     "Good idea," Riana adds, nodding her agreement. "That's pretty low, what that -galla- is doing. Much as I'd tell my students that revenge isn't the way to go..." This is even enough to have Riana grumbling for a moment. "But yeah, let's reconvene somewhere else."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman smiles slightly and shrugs as Spike heads off to play 'hero' to the two women. For all she knows, he may well flirt with them a bit after saving their lives too. Not that Cats is worried. "Ahh, he does that sort of thing all the time. He likes it. Who am I to judge?"

Another casual nod is given to the two of them. "I see. Makes sense. Well. We have already exchanged contact information, and we probably all have our own planning to do. I shall be in contact, but let's not take too long to plan this out, who knows how many more innocents will be harmed in the meantime, hmm? Until then, good evening."

And with that, Catwoman bows to the two of them and heads off into the night, quickly leaping out of sight.