1638/A Cat and a Queen

A Cat and a Queen
Date of Scene:	25 July 2017
Location:	Gotham City
Synopsis:	Two women in black meet. An offer is extended.
Cast of Characters:	Catwoman, Black Queen

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Catwoman has posed:
A suitably dark, often dangerous night around Gotham City, though the Fort Clinton area is one that manages to remain mostly crime-free. With Wayne Tower and other expensive spots in the neighborhood, the place just screams immense wealth. No surprise an extra emphasis is placed on keeping it safe.

Catwoman makes her way through using a combination of rooftops and alleyways, on her way from another part of the city. She's in full costume, the darkness of it making it easier for her to blend in where light dims.

Black Queen has posed:
Only the faint flicker of silver signifies the arrival of Selene, the Black Queen, as she almost seems to step out from the shadows. She takes several steps forward, glancing around before she spots the person she was seeking out. Catwoman.

"I have to say, I didn't think I would find you in this neck of the woods." The black haired woman states, her voice carrying softly in the dark. "I came to talk, are you amenable to that?"

Catwoman has posed:
It isn't often that someone catches Catwoman by surprise, but this is what happens when the Black Queen appears out of nowhere and comes around from a spot the Gothamite hadn't been looking at, leaving her suddenly in view. So, when the woman has approached and struck up a conversation, the black-clad burglar is given reason to pause at the edge of the alley and raise a brow behind her tinted goggles.

"And you are?" she replies, looking the slightly taller woman - and her attire - over briefly. "Should I know you?"

Black Queen has posed:
"Selene Gallio, the Black Queen of the Hellfire Club." Selene murmurs, bending at the knee and droping into a sarcastic curtsy. A quirk of lips makes her grin as she walks forward slowly, attempting to look at least somewhat non-threatning. She tilts her chin up and after a few moments of silence she speaks with a measured, but polite tone. "I am gathering people of power, intelligence and wealth into a group in New York. I've heard of you, and I came to see if you've interest in it." Her gaze shifts towards the costumed woman and she shrugs. "If you're not, yet, I can attempt to convince you."

Catwoman has posed:
"I think I've heard of the place," Catwoman answers, a gloved, clawed hand resting at her hip where the whip is wrapped around her. She may be playing coy with some of this, but it isn't obvious. She inclines her head at the mock-curtsy, as if returning the gesture in an equally sarcastic way to someone pretending to act like a lesser subject.

Then, she adopts a mostly casual stance, arms crossing before her. "I guess I should be flattered, if that's the case. I may be interested, but do feel free to go on as if I'm not," she suggests with a hint of an almost cat-like smile and 'purr.'

Black Queen has posed:
Selene chuckles and pulls at one of her gloves, until it slips off of her hand. She pulls the material through the other hand and paces slowly. "The dissolute are gathering and they're also gathering power, it's only a matter of time before they impose sanctions on us and try to corral us again." She quirks her brows and looks amused for a moment.

"I would rather strike first, I do much better work when I'm on the offensive rather than the defensive." She aims a piercing look at Catwoman and then smirks. "So I plan on sowing the seed of dissention and confusion and then moving in to take the power I want. I'm not above admitting I'll need help with it."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman's eyes focus on the glove for a time, as if it might be important for her to do so and possibly notice something, or nothing at all if that's the case. "Sanctions on who, exactly?" she questions before listening to more of the plan.

Then the costumed woman allows Selene to see her lips drawing thinner briefly. "I work alone more often than not, and my M.O. doesn't usually involve that side of things. I just sneak in and take what I want," she explains, a hint of that smile returning during her answer. "So I'd have to ask what you'd be needing of me if I said yes."

Black Queen has posed:
"Sanctions on those of us who operate as we will." Selene says, her eyes narrowing slightly. She sighs and lets her arms drop at her sides, one glove held loosely in her hand.

"Eventually you'll have to graduate from taking trinkets to taking power and ..larger trinkets. I wouldn't be here if I didn't believe you had what it takes to help us with our cause."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman's hands move to her hips, resting there for the time being as she shifts most of her weight to one side. "I have my own motivations for the things I do. I don't care so much about power, but I'm always thinking about the next thing I might have my eye on. But, if you'd like to sing my praises for a few more seconds, kitty is listening."

Definitely a feline-like grin in place now. One might be able to imagine a tail swaying this way and that in pleasure, contentedness.

Black Queen has posed:
The Black Queen moves slightly closer, her eyes watching Catwoman to make sure she's not encroaching overly much on her personal space. "We all have our own motivations but it's easier to work together to get to our ends." She grins impishly and shrugs. "You don't care about power, but the next best thing might be in the glitterati of the Club. We attract all kinds."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman seems comfortable enough with where she is in relation to the other woman, even casually leaning a shoulder against the side of the building that makes up part of the alley she's barely within. "Is there room in your exclusive club for someone dressed like me?" she wonders, adding, "I do have my secrets to protect."

Black Queen has posed:
"There is room for someone like you, we only seek out the best, I'll have you know." Selene nearly purrs, moving close enough to be slightly imposing. "Look how I'm dressed, do you think we've got a dress code like some of the goody goodies?" She laughs softly and shakes her head, her hair flying briefly around her face. "I came to invite you to come and see what we're about, if you're interested.. we'll move forward. If not.." She trails off and shrugs.

Catwoman has posed:
"I'll visit, on one condition," Catwoman agrees after she's listened to the woman and her attempts to manipulate the conversation to her advantage. "Whoever I am away from all this, nobody pries. Nobody tries to find it out. You understand, don't you?"

The hands shift back to her hips after she's gestured toward what can be seen of her face, some details hidden by the hood and goggles, the body in its costume. It might mean Selina Kyle may have to seek membership as well, just to keep up the charade, but that's a bridge that could be crossed when it's reached.

Black Queen has posed:
"I will admit, I don't understand I was worshipped as a Goddess, I want everyone to know me and tremble in the fear of it." Selene murmurs quietly, a grin on her lips. "I can agree to your condition, mind you, I just don't understand it." She folds her hands in front of her and she eyes the woman standing close. "You will be most welcome if you decide to take the time to visit us."

Catwoman has posed:
Catwoman smiles again, though it may be slightly forced this time. "You don't have to understand, with all due respect. As I said, our motivations are a little different. But, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious about your club, especially if you all dress anything like that." She gestures at the woman's attire, giving it a rather appreciative look.