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Maria Helena Grayson ([info]crossbow_bat) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-08-22 00:06:00


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Entry tags:huntress, jon kent

Dance. Dance. Dance. Just dance.
Maria hadn't planned on keeping her dancing job at The Diamond Room but it had proved to pay well in more than just one way. Sure the cash was great, but the information she was getting out of Tony "The Nose" Bucco and the Gambino crime family was worth more than the cash. The Huntress used the information to take as many of those bastards and their associates off the streets as possible. There was also the cash and jewels she stole from them as well. That money helped pay for her equipment and the rest was donated to the various charities around Gotham.

She heard Candy Star introduced and she headed for the stage.



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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 02:00 am UTC (link)
Her eyes caught his and she gave him a wink. She laughed a little and finished her dance.

Five minutes later she came out into the main room and climbed into his lap making it look like he was getting a lap dance. He /was/ getting a lap dance because it was the only way Maria could talk to him without making it look suspicious and making Tony get jealous.

"The rest should be here arriving in the next few minutes," she said through a smile.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 02:05 am UTC (link)
He couldn't help it - he watched her dance. Thankfully, sort of, she just went topless, and that, at least, he's seen before... just not... jiggling and bouncing. That time he could sort of pretend he was helping with a medical procedure, wrapping up her ribs. This time, much as he might try, he didn't look away.

The lap dance gets an immediate blush. He's not even sure quite how to do his part in this, but he can at least appreciate the information.

For the moment, knowing she has to keep nearby, he finds himself less worried about the mobsters, and more about what she might do while she has a captive audience.

"I... I..." yeah.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 02:21 am UTC (link)
If she had to admit it, she was really enjoying this. Keeping him on his toes was always a lot of fun. Though she had to play by the rules of the club, so she kept it to a legitimate lap dance.

"You could pretend to enjoy this you know," she leaned over and whispered in his ear.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 02:23 am UTC (link)
He tries to relax, really, he does. "You could have warned me." he replies back, having no idea whatsoever what the rules of a lap dance are.

Despite which, he does seem to be reacting, despite himself.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 02:30 am UTC (link)
"Where's the fun in that, Darling?" she smirked. She kept moving doing her part and he was doing his by sitting there. "Besides all work and no play...."

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 02:34 am UTC (link)
Its... awkward, but he doesn't want to break her cover. And, admittedly, some part of his brain is enjoying it, while other parts are shocked by that - but he can't entirely deny it. Well, unless he was asked out loud - but he figures Maria will, at least, be discreet about this... probably.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 02:39 am UTC (link)
Maria is enjoying this because it's putting him out of his comfort food. The lap dance ended and Maria climbed off of him. She leaned over and planted a kiss on his lips. "Thanks sugar," she said. Then whispered, "Meet me out back in the alley at ten."

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 02:44 am UTC (link)
He nods - and demonstrates not being entirely unaware of convention, or at least he's caught on some. He fishes out a ten, and tucks it into her g-string, to give her excuse to lean in while she whispers.

"I'll be there." he mouths.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 02:47 am UTC (link)
Maria smiled and headed off to the back room, flirting with men as she went.

Ten minutes later Huntress was in the back alley waiting.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 02:52 am UTC (link)
Jon is there not long after, quite happy to be out of there. "You're having far too much fun with this."

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 02:55 am UTC (link)
"Perk of the job," she said with a huge smile. "You can't tell me that you didn't enjoy that at all."

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 03:10 am UTC (link)
He rolls his eyes, but can't quite entirely manage to hide the smile. "You're incorrigible. First time it was the wrap after the crash, this time it was a g-string. Why do I have a feeling next mission we're on together you're going to end up naked?" he replies, mostly teasing, kind of hoping he's not being prophetic... mostly. Kind of.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 03:13 am UTC (link)
"That can easily be arranged," she said. "Though if you really want to see me naked all you have to do is ask."

Time to focus on the job at hand and not the Boy Scout. "They'll meet in the backroom. I couldn't bug the place, so we'll have to rely on those cute ears of yours."

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 03:17 am UTC (link)
"Yes, I know. I didn't intend to see you in a g-string." he replies, turning his attention on the club. Using x-ray vision to peek into a strip club was about the last thing he thought he'd be doing, but he can at least find the correct room this way.... blushing as he accidentally peeks in on a couple of the more private rooms and the changing area... yeah, not his day.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 03:22 am UTC (link)
"When this is over, dinner is on me." Maria paused and laughed at the naughty mental image. "Burgers or whatever you want and I'll even wear clothes."

A pause.

"Did you like what you saw?" she asked.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 03:38 am UTC (link)
He sighs. He isn't sure quite how to answer that without giving her more ammunition. That, and, even in these circumstances, when he knows he's being teased, he's prone to honesty.

"yes." he agrees quietly. "Burgers would be fantastic." he adds. Let her interpret the yes as she will, regarding either question.

"How many of them are there supposed to be, in all?"

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 03:39 am UTC (link)
Oh he was adorable. "Lucky number seven," she said. "Five were in house when I left the floor. The other two should be here by now."

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 03:44 am UTC (link)
He nods. "I see six in the room. And there's a guy with two bodyguards, judging by the concealed weapons, talking to one of the strippers. I'm not very good at reading lips, and the music is too loud for me to hear - but I'd swear I saw her saying your stage name. You might have been made by a co-worker.... if so, we'll have to move quick."

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 03:57 am UTC (link)
"Tony's probably looking for me," she said. "I've been his 'girl' since I started working here. He likes to keep me close." She smiled. "I guess I'll find out tomorrow night."

"Let's go Boy Scout. Cover my six." With that she was already moving on her way in.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 04:05 am UTC (link)
He nods, shifting his stance, his voice, his demeanor - he learned well from his dad how to keep a secret ID without a mask.

As soon as his overshirt is gone, he follows her in, moving fast to make sure that he can cover any civilians as his first priority, once bullets start flying.

Taking out a bunch of thugs isn't going to be the challenge, for his part - its making sure no one gets hurt in the crossfire.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 04:06 am UTC (link)
Huntress stormed into the back room and was on the closest two men to her. A batarang and a quick kick knocked the guns out of their hands. A pellet was tossed on the floor and the room began to fill with smoke.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 04:10 am UTC (link)
The three he'd picked out in the front room were taken down quickly, then he follows into the room, using x-ray vision to see through the smoke, and his hearing to keep track of the movement around him.

As soon as the bullets start, he moves to intercept, trying to guard Maria's back while using a blast of heat vision to make some of the guns too hot to handle.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 08:12 pm UTC (link)
Maria went low as soon as the shots were fired. She couldn't see her targets because of the smoke, but she had gotten a bead on them when she entered the room.

She came upon a guy and delivered a punch to the groin area and then a follow up punch to where hopefully his head would be after he doubled over from pain.

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[info]first_son
2011-08-22 08:15 pm UTC (link)
A blast of windstorm breath slams three of the bodyguards against the wall, cutting down on the hail of bullets some as they slump, unconscious. He moves again, bullets pinging off his chest as he tries to give her space to operate and cut back on lucky shots.

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[info]crossbow_bat
2011-08-22 08:39 pm UTC (link)
Huntress moved on to the next man and aimed a kick at his head. The foot connected, but not before the man's fist went into her stomach. The air whooshed from her lungs and she staggered back a few steps.

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