6736/Starling City Nights: Down in Gotham Alley

Starling City Nights: Down in Gotham Alley
Date of Scene:	02 March 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Joker, Domino

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Joker has posed:
Twelve Trenton Avenue, just past French Clown Wine and Spirits. The rainy drizzle and the gaslit neon clown sign leads along to a small office building, an empty bakery in the front with tarps over the counters and decrepit register. A flight of stairs along the closed bakery move up into the offices above, the door made of wood locked, with cracked glass displaying a dusty, narrow wooden step upwards. Visible on the steps is a little monkey with cymbals, occasionally clapping them together, every few minutes, a camera hidden in the little ape's head.

On the third floor of the office tenement, Joker sits at a classic but disposable desk, made of metal and plastic wood, with stacks of money on it. Knuckles and Kowalski, in black outfits with their mime paint and bald heads, sit elsewhere in the office, watching an old western, while Joker examines the bills, doing a card shuffle to pull the stacks apart and then reinsert them together in patterns with his gloved hands, forcing them non-sequential. Along a wall is an entire backboard of assault weapons and large pistols, a set of cases with explosives at their foot.

Staring at Joker, directly across from his desk, is a Felix the Cat clock, with a Glasgow Smile carved onto the mouth of the clock.

Domino has posed:
Standing in the rain with the trench coat pulled up to help hide her, and keep the rain out the best it could stood one Domino. In her hands was a small device with what looked like two sticks, and a small moniter. She controls the device with some ease as it wasn't normal for her, but it was part of her standard training way back.

On the wooden door there in a Wheering noise followed by a thump. This would repeat again wheer thump.. wheeer thump, as outside there seems to be a wierd flying drone thing though it looks reinforced with more lift.

Below it seems to be carrying a bag that would if looked in seem to be a bag of money on the top of which it has a letter with a signed 'To Joker' on it. The note though visable on the top is folded, and sealed in a blood red metarial mixed with wax.

Joker has posed:
"Hey, boss, someone downstairs has a flying bag for you," Kowalski's gravelly voices comes from the room where the duo watch television, along with the camera piped in through the monkey with cymbals and the associated camera.

"Why, Supergirl is here to visit!" Joker says, looking up with a snake's patience, at the clock, smiling darkly.

Joker spreads his hands across the fake oak and pushes away from the desk and stands, palms moving up and fingertips alighting across the desk as he jaunts over to the backboard of weapons.

Left hand curled behind his back and right index to his lips, he inspects the weapons, before he selects a Tek-9 off the wall and prepares a clip, slapping it inside and holding the gun out to the side with a dainty pinky extent.

He swaggers, with a faint stoop, to the buzzer, and holds the button down with his left hand, unlocking the door downstairs for whomever wishes to enter, to enter.

Domino has posed:
Domino smiles as the door opens, and flies it inside the moniter now showing the inside of this place. It wasn't that bad she thought, though not good enough. She moved positions again, moving closer but still on the outside of the building thankfully at night it would look more like just someone on a cellphone to anyone crazy enough to be out.

She had a lot to do just flying this up there, but she had other things to do as well. As she moved she would occastionally drop a small thing here, or there. She smiled to herself flying the darn thing trying not to hit walls as she walked also.

The drone inside would fly up the stairs, or towards what looked to be up as she just assumed the Joker wouldn't be on the bottom floor. She thought she would have to fly down again if he wasn't there so hopped he was as that would look foolish, but still the modified drone slowly made its way up.

She had learned this trick from Wade back when they were fighting together.. Joker had stolen from her so he asked for what was coming. This though only in the back of her mind though as she focused on her objective.

Joker has posed:
Joker carefully palms his Tek-9 behind his back, in his right hand, opening the door with his left and leaning around it to leave it halfway opened. He peers in the dim, narrow hallway, down the stairs that his door is at the top of. He's selected an office with a deliberate vantage point down the stairs, to take any police raiding upwards by surprise.

A private investigator's office built in the 1930s, specifically available with police license. Now, a matter of public housing project purchase, or in Joker's case, a bribe to a building inspector for a pass on squatter checks.

Domino has posed:
As the thing flies in coming down the narrow hallway now the door is opened is that drone.. Though with the weight it doesn't look in the best of shape. Still here it comes whirrling towards you to drop its prize infront of you. Now that you see it you would reconize it the bag. The bag is the same one the money was in when you stole it from that van unchanged though not one of the ones you took.

As it approaches even closer it would look like a normal, yet modified slightly, drone you could pick up as there were not any guns, or high tech devices. The modification even looks a bit shappy like it was thrown together.

If it drops the bag without interuption either outside the door or right there at his feet the letter whould be visiable again the money piled below it. There is no sign of who this came from or why, but one might be putting the pieces of it back together as he did see her at least once though Domino may not be that memorable.

Outside keeping to the shadows, Domino is now putting a thin cord down around the place. She only comes out when she needs to making sure she can keep her presense quiet for now. Things were about to change though as she was heading back around to be at the front of the building when everything started. There she waited hands on guns she leaned against a building with a cold smile on her face.

Joker has posed:
Joker peers down at the duffel bag, then leans around to look back in the office. "Knuckles! We've got a baby on board!"

"Sure boss!"

There's some shuffling around in the office, before Joker leans back around the door, with a long television antenna in his right hand, Tek-9 in the left, against the door. Instead of reading the note immediately, he flips the duffel bag open with the antenna, peering around inside it with squinting eyes and a profoundly displeased set of red-black lips, frowning and quirking.

Domino has posed:
Everything begins not with a loud Bang, but a small 'pssst' noise. Joker might realize, or he might not as the money falls it is real.. Or well most of it. Some of the bills on the bottom were rubber though falling it might not look that differently. Lucky for Domino when it falls the money from the rest falls on top of it, so there is a way it might not of been spoted yet. Though there is the pssst.. Noise.

As the drone beeps Domino leans forward, and plugs the microphone in, pulling the drone back towards the top of the room. A voice comes through the Drone now out of slashing range though not shooting. "You stole from me Joke... It took me a minute to think how I could return the favor... And I realized your nothing but a 2 bit thug." the thing wheels to the side to make it a harder target just incase. "And that is what I will show you.. Tonight Joker.. the joke is on you." and the laughter would begin though not his... well maybe he does like to laugh.. But no a cold laugh that seems almost mechanical in rythm... Like it is mocking laughing all together.

"Lets get this party started shall we?".. Then silence, leaving nothing but the psssst... noise coming. Which no-one seems to be choking, or it seem posionus at all.. That is would be when the first wiff of the smell would hit... Maybe it was just someone else, but that imagaine being depostited right in the shitter.. after a couple months.. that is what it would smell like.

Joker has posed:
"A joke? For me?" Joker's mouth falls saccharine sad. "The best way to tell a joke, dear girl, is to have a captive audience."

He bangs the door shut, and flings the antenna to a waiting Knuckles, who catches it with deft speed for such a large man.

"Boys, we've got a zip in the wire. Let's deal with this with due professional care."

Knuckles and Kowalski both arm themselves, each with their preferred AR-15, Knuckles slapping a "blooper" (grenade launcher, single shot) beneath his, Kowalski selecting a starlight scope and fastening it with feminine and childlike reverance. These two former dockworkers may be thugs, but they are highly skilled with their military operations, as veterans of Joker's many capers.

After all, where else is Joker going to find giant bald mimes?

Joker, Tek-9 in hand, points his gun at the door.

"I've got the door. You two, take a room, the windows."

Knuckles takes the main office, peering down around the window and the side, while Kowalski moves into the television room, edging a window open slowly and carefully from around the side, then peering out with the scope in the dim night, the starlight scope aiding him in seeing in the depth of the cold drizzly fog.

Domino has posed:
As they get to work Domino moves pushing a single button. the Drone left alone for now flies up in the corner. The voice comes through it one last time. "Leaving before the punch line? As there is a spark, and it falls to the floor which normally wouldn't be an issue, but as the leaking gas met the drone is when the fire started spewing out from under the money.

From outside there is a lound *Thump* noise followed by a whistle.... though it is low at first it seems to be getting louder. Domino was walking to the other side of the building to cover her from the explosion that would rock the bottom of the Office. Now this would seem of course like an artiliary strike in every way including impact, but it was the detcords so it would make appropriate damage.

She was preparing for entry, but wanted a few distractions in place.. If she couldn't kill anyone she wanted to make sure she would have a few ways to escape per the need hit her. He was going to see her soon as he was heading for she just left, but for now she would see if she could bring the house down.

Joker has posed:
Joker sees the rush of white light and heat from beneath the door as the money on the other side catches ablaze, and he takes a step backwards, frowning. They're trapped inside, until whomever wants to enter, enters.

He moves around to the desk and starts hurriedly bagging up the bills into the bag they arrived in, having captured a single duffel bag from the raid last night (the other being in Starling police custody, along with Vinnie).

"We're trapped, boys! Hold your fire and stay in position! Knuckles, cover that door, Kowalski, hold yourself in reserve!"

Knuckles swings around, back against the wall, to point his assault rifle at the door as the building rocks from the artillery explosion. Kowalski, meanwhile, hides in the television room, around the corner and with his rifle pointed up at the ceiling.

Domino has posed:
There is sound down stairs, as Domino enters the building, though now she hopes it should be clear. She is only armed with a single pistol, but neither look like normal guns just with larger clips.

From downstairs she yells.. "Having some issues up there boys?" and that laugh again.. Though she doesn't go to the stairs.

As she moves around two floors below maybe not heard she is throwing little silver balls to each room down there. She seems to be just taking her time now that she is in not wanting to head right up there yet.

She stops again, "If only Batman could see this.. Joker hiding from a single lady." shakes her head and continues to walk around on that floor tossing them out.

Joker has posed:
Joker hurried bags the money, shoving the rest into the bag, before zipping it up and plucking up his Tek-9 from the table.

"This basset thinks she's a bigger hound than me," Joker mulls, shouldering the bag and stepping to the burning door.

"We go down, one by one. Knuckles, you're on point with that thumper. I'll take the middle, with the money. Kowalski, you cover us once we hit the street, with that night sight."

Joker kicks the door down with a hefty thump, before Knuckles kicks the burning money down the stairs with a heavy kick, flaming bills scattering down throughout the stairs.

Domino has posed:
What they expect to find might not be what is down there, as it is obvious which floor she is on the walls next to the stairs has 'Why did the chicken cross the road - to get into Joker's safe house with the rest of 'em' written on the wall. Fair Domino didn't know jokes so she did her best. If you continue down to her floor the sound of Pssst would be back, though this time with a smoke cloud that is blocking vision. Again other then posion, or fire to kill the man she fell back to showing him why you didn't mess with Domino. There are several entrances, or ways out if he wishes to run away.. though he had not even seen Domino, or her him so at least on her side she wasn't going anywhere yet.

Somewhere Domino stood with a smile, she had wound Joker up, but she had listened to Ivy. She wouldn't underestimate him or his thugs, but to complete her job as she was trained to do. Yes, while sure it was to hunt down mutants and warlords this kind of fit in a small way as to speak of his success. Even still she knew this would not be over till she got closer and first she was going to need to disable those thugs.

Joker has posed:
"We got a funny bitch, Mistah J," comes Knuckles's voice as he trundles down the narrow stairs, with a second set of steps joining him, the gaunt stutter step of Joker's dancing heels as he comes down the stairs, then pauses to read the words on the wall, before continuing. Knuckles swings around to kneel with his assault rifle pointing at the smoke, and Joker stops behind him, the third set of steps of Kowalski following down the stairs in a relaxed, calm manner.

"Give 'em a bit of moxie, Knuckles," Joker says, his fingers undulating across the grip of his machine pistol.

Knuckles squeezes his eye shut, and pulls the secondary trigger. The M-16 bumps back and a grenade fires forth from the blooper beneath the barrel, flying through the smoke and exploding on the other side with a sharp shock, blasting apart the wall and second story doors and stairwell on the other side of the smoke.

Domino has posed:
As the shot goes through the air into the smoke there is a flump noise. After it explodes the shreads go everywhere though Domino steps behind one of the down stairs refridgerator. The chunks of metal fly by, and the explosion throwing it, and her inside just against the wall.

After the explosion she leaves her cover with a leap. Bullets come back out of he smoke seeming to go back towads the shot. The bullets though are wierd.. They look like darts with hard clear containers behind them.

Domino may not be a chemist, but she did know her posions from nature, and where to get some she didn't know exactly how to make. These were hallucinations, and though they may make one see some crazy stuff the side effects were temporarly bliness, and passing out so they never were really picked up as usefull.

After shooting back, she ducks back behind her cover.. "Did that hit? It sounded like it hit.... I wouldn't stand too close to him if it did.." she yells into the other room. She gives that laugh not continuing as she was sure it would be clear why if one of those thugs were hit.

Joker has posed:
"Augh!" comes Knuckles' cry as he's hit by the hallucinogenic darts, spasming to the floor onto his side and leaning down and out along the wall, his assault rifle stretching out beside him.

Joker sets down the duffel bag of money, patting the sweating, twitching Knuckles on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Knuckles. You did good. Just a little bit of rest and relaxation at the ol' hotel pool will fix you up just right."

Joker turns away and grins, reaching into his long purple trenchcoat with his left hand, withdrawing a pair of toy teeth.

"A lady after my own heart," he calls out, strolling along toe-to-heel as his sharp shoes click. He thumbs the trigger on the teeth, and then he hurls them upwards with a chuck.

The teeth land past Domino's cover, chattering on a pair of little feet, with white metallic glass. There's a *click*, and the teeth suddenly stop biting. A moment later, the toy puffs into pieces with a flash explosion, the teeth made from white glass, blown into tiny asbestos-like fragments and dust.

Domino has posed:
Domino doesn't speak back after he does instead looking through the smoke in their general direction as the teeth sail over her. Her reaction speed is almost inhuman as she doesn't even stop to look at them chomping. Instead thinking they would be what she would throw... gernades she flips over her cover in one smooth motion placing a charge against he far side of the fridge inches from being bitten. Out of the smoke sails a woman dressed in black with a cold dead look on her face covered in guns. She is approaching at a wierd angle but moving fast you see her, and she sees you there is no hate in her just the cold detached efficiency of reaching her goal. The dart gun in one hand is shooting multiple darts in your direction, as in her other hand she shoots the window without looking jumping back out of the building again. She doesn't even hesitate, as she jumps out the window to the outside.

Just for a moment she is silhouetted by explosion as she hits the trigger the explosion behind the cover to launch it in his general direction. Outside domino ducks below the window moving to the side as she injects herself with something. Checking her fingers to make sure she was not bit she did not know what that was, but heard he liked toxins so had something made just incase. Thankfully there were no chunks taken out just yet, though that was too close for her liking.

Joker has posed:
Joker laughs aloud as the darts strike him, Kowalski pulling back behind Joker and around the stairwell to let Domino exit out the window.

Joker's toxin immunity comes into play, that fateful dive into that vat of experimental anti-psychotics that placed him in a hyper-acute neuroleptic malignant state of odd lucidity. He closes his eyes and tips his chin upwards, jutting his teeth out and sucking in air through his teeth in orgasmic eleutheria.

"It's as if Lenny Kravitz was playing an opera in my head, and his calves had been removed with fish knives wielded by tiny voodoo women," he murmurs, feeling the muted effects of the hallucinogens.

Swinging around as the refrigerator is sent flying at him in pieces, he drops to a knee and raises his left arm, letting the huge components slam into him and knock him over. From the ground, he points.

"Kowalski! On the window!"

Kowalski punches out what's left of the window that Domino jumped through, and slams his Colt Commando down on the frame, peering through the Starlight Scope and firing full automatic against his powerful shoulders and within his burly arms to lay down a heavy stream of gunfire. Bullets pepper the street below behind the office, in a large, semi-controlled field of bullets that peppers Domino's surroundings.

Domino has posed:
She doesn't get the time to see Joker's reaction as she was outside though she didn't run like he thought she would. Other then running she was pushed against the wall so when the gun comes out she is fast to pull him out just long enough to inject him pushing him back through. As he falls Domino climbs back in a bit bloody from the window murder on her face she stands by the broken window looking worse for wear after their little fight. Kowalski laying on the ground sleeping the gun pushed back to the floor next to him.. "Joker.." is all she says watching him.

The dart gun is gone, a real one in its place she points it at him... She could pull the trigger, but she doesn't.. "Looking like you seen better days Joker.." she says as she leans against the wall herself shaking her head. "Did better then I thought they would to be honest.. most thugs would of just left ya by now." she keeps an eye on him with a gun pointed. "I guess to fight off the bats you would need someone good.. Too bad could of helped ya with that if ya hadn't stolen from me.. the question is what to do now."

Joker has posed:
The Joker looks briefly to his Tek-9, on the floor before him, just within his grasp, before he looks up at Domino, and the gun she has levelled on him. He knows, she has the drop on him, and while even might challenge someone like Batman, he's spotted a different edge to Domino. Batman, he's got the entire consequence planned. At worst, a few months in Arkham, practicing his criminal lockpick against a new security measure or hospital policy, while his lawyer dismantles the entire thing on the outside.

Domino, however, could kill him. Probably will, if he threatens her.

"Stolen from you, cupcake? Those bags were free money. You don't leave millions in raw cash sitting in a van, with the cops coming, and consider that cash, your money. No no, lover. That was anyone's money that could take it. And I took it."

Joker sulks beneath his purple trenchcoat, on his knees, the elements of the blackened refrigerator smoking in cinders around him. There's darkness inside his cloak of the night, his purple tie hanging down from his neck.

"I just want you to know, lady, that you are dangerously close to initiating something that I can't stop. I took free money." He points, at Domino's feet, to the duffel bag of money that Joker had carried down the steps. "Take that money, it's Joker's money, and then it's your money. But that means you're buying that money, and I can ask any price I want."

Joker's voice drops to a low, narrow stench. "I play by the rules of crime, honey, and those rules are decided by life in a prison. I can change the price at any time, for something that's been taken by you."

Domino has posed:
Domino shakes her head at him "I don't want your money... From what I hear you might understand that seems we have a simmular view to it." she pushes off the wall.. "Don't.. I haven't killed you yet, so you know what that means. I will make it simple for you. Do a job for me, and I will forget about this.. You owe me one favor, and we will be even for the Bank." she shrugs a bit and eyes you. "This.. all of this isn't personal it is buisness I just enjoy killing so darts have put me in a rather sour mood." though she speaks of buisness she doesn't take the gun away.

It seems she isn't underestimating you either as even when talking it out she still keeps it trained on the Joker. Knowing any moment could be the one Joker picks, and if she isn't ready she is DED dead. She does try to watch for reaction, but with the Joker it is kinda a mixed bag as who knows if what is showing is the truth. "Best part.. keep what you stole all of it including what is left upstairs.. So you can do your rules of crime all you please."

Domino was wierd she didn't play by the villians rules, or the heros rules.. she played by her own. As long as Joker was square with her she wouldn't even care about him out there... that includes if he was pissed at her or not.

Joker has posed:
Domino wants to make a punk of the clown, eh? Well it's time for Joker's patented two step into a tobacco dip. This one, with a lady, is particularly erotic, although Harley may be jealous.

Perhaps more of an incentive!

Joker narrows his eyes, mulling it over in farce, his skills as a professional actor, learned on the street and from memorizing entire comedy reels and situational comedy plots, coming into play.

"What's your name, what's the deal, and what's the repercussion?"

Do the job, do it loud, then double-cross at the meet. Joker may look like a clown, but that's part of the fun. Who would expect a button to be a button man?

Domino has posed:
Domino stoped and eyed him.. She would of tried to escape already, sure maybe take a shot, but she has been shot.. Joker was up to something. Of course he was he always was, but what.. She moved to the window putting a foot on the knocked out guard, and watched him. She knew waking up would give suttle markers like a shift, or a more jagged breath. So she wasn't actually doing it with the intention to hurt him just moniter.

"No... I will not give you time to plan. I know how dangerous that is, as far as consequences." she gives a cold smile, "Guess that is up to you huh? Play it right I am sure you will be back in Gotham getting back to whatever you do.. Mess it up, well.. that is on you."

Of course as Joker planed to mess it up Domino was thinking how to betray him mid-job. They were both very simmular in many different ways and in a way that worried Domino. Not because what it ment for her of course, she was stable in her beieved sanity, no what that ment the Joker would do, and her not seeing it. She watched him in silence.. though it looked like she was walking back into the smokey area. It was a suttle change in direction, but she was quietly moving back.

Joker has posed:
"Then in that case, it looks like you've got a rooster wearing heels," he says with a slim smile, his green eyes glittering with crocodile tears, the mark of a threatened but defiant psychopath. He's fixated, now, on Domino, probably until he does some great deal of hardship.

"Come dance with me beneath the moon of Aparo Park sometime, foxy dame, but be aware, I'll only understand a horse that's lame," comes a whisper, as he shrinks backwards and slowly stands, purple gloves disappearing into his trenchcoat without fear, before the tall man is on his feet and he spreads his arms, palms open and hands empty.

"You can find me, always, and I will be at your disposal."

Domino has posed:
In silence she steps fully into the smoke, and though she can't do it as good as him she disapears from sight to head off somewhere else. Joker might be able to swear he hears her voice though she would look gone.. "I will be to fetch you soon." that little bit to rub in what is going on as there is nothing. The smoke would start clearing, the thugs awakening, and thing getting back to... normal? Of course the building would be in bad shape still, and the broken inside from the gernade shot earlier.

Domino returned into the night, she had face to faced with Joker and now she had the second person in the crew she was making. Soon she will return this world into chaos, and in that chaos she will have purpose again as desperate people always needed her help. Become a Hero by making the world fall into villiany.. that was her goal... Now she had Joker to help her reach it.. Though working with him was not going to be anywhere near safe.. that was a fact!