806/Fools Gambit

Fools Gambit
Date of Scene:	05 June 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Clayface, Flash

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Clayface has posed:
Nana nana nana nana, nana nana nana nana Batman walks through the front doors of the hall of justice in his bat-suit with his bat cowl and his bat boots with his bat-utility belt. He walks into the lobby of the building and just stands there pulling his cape closed around him. He says nothing, he does nothing. He just waits.

He seemed to have walked all the way to the hall from somewhere because there is no bat-vehicle parked outside and the security footage shows him hoofing it to the front entrance instead of driving which is odd. A few people come up to them and ask him are you the real Batman and he says, "Yes." in his normal oh, so talkative manner.

Soon there are people gathered around him taking selfies with Batman. He always just seems to be standing there looking stoic while they smile like idiots but he lets them take selfies which is again, odd for Batman.

Flash has posed:
The Flash is bored. Monitor duty is no fun, and when you are the fastest man alive and you are stuck staring at security screens, the seconds seem like minutes and the minutes seem like hours.

So when Batman arrives via the front door, through the crowd, and lets them take selfies? That's new, and somewhat interesting.

Leaving the monitor, he zips to the lobby and stands at the entrance, watching as he folds his arms over his chest. "Batman." he says, questioningly. "How are you doing today? You enjoying the publicity?"

Clayface has posed:
Batman looks at the crowd then the Flash and chooses the later. "Excuse me." he says then he starts walking towards the Flash. "We need to talk." of course with Batman that could mean the world is about to end or he just wants to get information. He always seems to say we need to talk with the same gravity no matter how trivial the cause. Batman does not do perky.

Flash might notice he's walking with a slight limp. Nothing bad, nothing close to what he's had in the past but to the keen super-slow perception it's obvious Batman has been in a fight recently and is trying to hide that he's been injured. Probably a twisted ankle or something minor. Just a little detail that makes the story all the more interesting for Flash.

Walking so terribly slow towards the secured part of the hall, Batman says, "I need to find Poison Ivy. Pull up everything we have on her. I need to know if we can find a way to disable her powers and where she is." asking Flash to do it so he doesn't have to walk along at Batman speed making small talk. By the time Batman makes it to the terminal Flash will already have pulled up all the information so why waste time and make Flash agonize when he doesn't need to?

Flash has posed:
The request gets a quizzical eye from the Scarlet Speedster. "What has she done now? I mean, sure, i'll help pull this stuff up for you, but you normally like to do this kind of thing on your own."

Keeping pace with Batman, the Flash walks with the caped crusader for a bit longer, "I'm pretty sure that nothing has changed in our records, and likely if they had you would have been the one to do it. However, from what I recall there is no known way to circumvent her powers against plant life. Filters and rebreathers for her pheromones...but I'll double check."

The Flash dashes ahead further into the hall, stopping briefly at the security gate to be scanned before heading though. "I'll have it all gathered by the time you get there."

Clayface has posed:
Batman watches Flash go through the gate and run off to get the work done. He sees no way of avoiding going through it so he hopes for the best and steps through. His costume is convincing but has no identity tags or items to verify his identity. He can fool a simple DNA scan but if there are any other measures in place, he's going to set off the alarm. He walks through without hesitation as if he expects everything to be fine and hopes for the best. If no alarms go off he follows Flash's speed blur towards where he ran off to.

Flash has posed:
By the time 'Batman' makes it to the computers, The Flash has the information on Poison Ivy up on the screen. "It's like I said. You updated it last, and that was over a year ago. There is nothing new on dampening her powers."

He looks back over to the Bat, and leans against the bank of computers, "As for her location, unknown. I'd wager money on a garden of some sort, somewhere."

Clayface has posed:
Batman asks a strange question which might lead Flash astray, "Can you have the computer run a predictive model to narrow down a list of locations in Gotham she might be located? Also check to see if she ever used any form of chemical or spore which causes memory loss in the victim. We may need to produce any cure we have on file." finally settling into place and letting his cape close around him again.

Flash has posed:
The Flash arches a brow. "You're better at doing that stuff than I am, Bats. Computers aren't my thing. I mean, half of what I know is what you told me, and while I might be able to type it up faster, I don't think I am going to have the programming knowledge that you do in terms of predictive modeling."

The Flash turns his head to the screen and starts to read some of the collected information, "As far as spores like that, I wouldn't put it past her. But she is usually someone you tangle with, so you would know better than I would. Now if you wanted to ask me about Snart's favorite brand of shoe I might be able to one up you there, but even then I doubt it."

Clayface has posed:
Batman goes quiet as if he's contemplating what to say or perhaps having trouble bringing himself to say it, "Normally that would be true." he says then he lets Flash put the rest together for himself. Clayface bets that someone as dark and brooding as Batman would never admit to having a weakness of any kind. It would just seem to out of character for him to admit there is something he can't do.

Flash has posed:
Flash is quiet for a moment, contemplating before he looks right at Batman. "What's going on B? Why aren't you doing this yourself?"

He stares at the 'Batman' for a moment longer, pushing himself up from his leaning position, "I mean, you not normally mister sensitive, but even for you this is quiet."

He walks over towards a small mini-fridge, opening it up and grabbing himself out a soda, "Has someone been in the bat cave a little to long?"

Clayface has posed:
Clayface does his best Batman glare but knowing it won't shut up the Flash because nothing ever does he holds it for five seconds then lets out huff. In Batman terms it's a huge emotional expression. "I can't remember. I woke up entwined in plants. I don't remember how I got there or what I was doing. I don't remember who I am. I've been piecing things together for hours and some memories are starting to return." he admits, "Not knowing how to unlock your own car is an unpleasant sensation." See it all makes sense.

Being his idea of Batman, Clayface tries to skip right past the touchy feely parts and back to work, also because he doesn't want Flash questioning his story. "You said I would know where she is. Where would I keep that information?"

Flash has posed:
Flashs eyes go wide as Batman regains his story, but instead of questioning his story the Flash responds. "Really? I need to call the rest of the League in. If you don't know who you are, then who knows what she might have ripped from your noggin. Maybe Diana's lasso will be able to get some answers."

The fastest man alive reaches for a button on the computer console at nearly human speeds.

Clayface has posed:
"It doesn't matter what she knows, what matters is we stop her before she hurts innocent people. We know she was here. I woke up bound in an alley behind TiaCom Networking. Check the police logs see if anything has been reported missing from any of the tech companies in that area. If we find out what she stole we can find out what her plan is." he says staying in character and putting everyone else before his own personal well being. "It will be faster if we bring in more help after have answers." Clayface says appealing to the dread he imagines Flash must have whenever a large group of people try to make any form of cooperative decision.

Flash has posed:
Flash shakes his head, "No, this is too big to ignore. It matters greatly what she knows. I mean, the implications of the knowledge you had regarding the Justice League alone is something that registers on a nuclear scale as far as information dumps are concerned."

The Flash hits the button on the console, "To all Justice League members, this is the Flash, we have a code red. I repeat, a code red. I need all active duty members to report to the League hall at once."

Clayface has posed:
Really? Batman knows that much? He's that dangerous to the League? That's just... fascinating... Keeping up the act Batman says, "I'll have to take your word for it." in his grumpy voice, since he can't remember, "There is one pressing issue I need to take care of before we get started." he says resigned to his fate of it being a big deal, "The men's room?"

Flash has posed:
The men's room? The Flash looks at Batman like his has lost his ever lovin' mind. "You...need the mens room?"

The Flash scratches at the back of his neck. "Yeah..sure..but if you don't mind me asking, how did you know to come here if you don't even remember where the men's room is?"

Clayface has posed:
Batman gives him the 'are you serious' face, "I'm Batman. All I had to do was stand on a street corner and fans mobbed me." then he looks around for any doors with the markings for the men's room on it. "Why do you look so surprised I need to go to the bathroom? Do you think I just go in the suit?" he asks then he stops as if he's wondering... does he just go in the suit? "It's an interesting theory but not one I want to test right now. "

Flash has posed:
Something just isn't right, but Barry can't quite place his finger on it. "Just because you are wearing a Batman suit, doesn't mean your the man himself. I mean, do you know how many Flashes run around Central City at halloween? There are a bunch of places that you can get a costume made. If I didn't know you better, I'd have my doubts. and you know, I wouldn't be surprised if you did. God knows what things you do or carry in that outfit of yours."

The Flash sighs, and points towards the hall. "Bathroom is down there. It's unisex."

Clayface has posed:
Batman smirks, he actually smirks, "I'm sure there would be some kind of security measures to stop someone who isn't Batman from walking in wearing a Batman costume. We would be fools if their wasn't, right?" a valid point.

Batman walks off, still using that ever so slight limp to the bathroom for some privacy. At least Flash knows where he is if he's just some crazy guy, right?

As time passes however he doesn't come out of the bathroom. Then the fire suppression system goes off in the bathroom instead. Responding as the alarm sounds the Flash bursts into the room to see the metal trashcan ablaze with fire consuming the burning costume and no sign of the man who was wearing it. Until Flash notices one important detail. There is a smudge of mud on the drain of one of the sinks...