hunters_moon:

Merlyn watches through his mini-binoculars as the last member of the GCPD falls unconscious in the bullpen of the police station. It had occurred to him, in the days that it took him to come up with this plan, that he could be caught, killed or incarcerated right alongside the man he'd come here to kill tonight. He'd let that thought turn over in his mind several times before he decided that he could live with that.

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batdaughter:

The plan was simple--Marissa would go to a public event just crowded enough that the Artist would probably feel safe showing up and where security would appear to be busier than norm.  She'd get "captured" by the Artist, but with the aid of the Birds of Prey, the Artist would be the one who found himself captured.  Marissa had on her person a tracker so that the Birds could keep track and she was armed with only shuriken as they were small enough to hide.  Everything else would be her own training.

She showed up exactly as planned, making the expected Marissa Wayne appearance which involved the press, a lot of smiling, and mingling with other famous children of the wealthy, most of whom Marissa privately thought were stupid.  She made the requisite rounds before moving off to powder her nose.  She hoped the Artist followed.

dc_misc:

The young brunette girl sits bound to the chair, crying softly as she looks down the body of a petite blond girl, no younger than twenty-five. The blond woman wears a cowl or a hood, laying unmoving on the cold concrete. Her body is positioned in solemn rest as she lies on the floor, as though she were only sleeping rather than dead.

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