<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Gotham Dealings</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>26th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Warehouse in the Gotham Industrial District</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Catwoman, Closed</div><div align="center"><strong>Warning:</strong> Gore, Threats, Violence</div><br/><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/10be/i/2005/169/8/1/dark_dead_warehouse_by_neo745.jpg)(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6d/Detective_Comics_818_2nd_print_coverart.jpg)(http://blog.readymag.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/moon1.jpg)</div><br/>Two-Face showed little outward reaction to his hired thugs inability to deal with the target. He expected nothing better from these budget gangsters. However it was telling he was unhappy with the quality of his men, as his bloodshot unblinking eye stared angrily at the collapsed bodies. He turned his gun towards them, and the woman who'd disabled them, and twirled his coin threateningly. That small piece of metal was almost as big a threat as the firearm itself was, at this point it'd unwillingly sentenced countless lives to death, torture or worse.<br/><br/>Two face laughed at her taunting, his burnt side giving it a maniacal ring and a guttural, throaty sound. It was unpleasant to hear at best.<strong>"Perhaps that's what we'll do with you, little cat."</strong>He let the implication hang in the air before continuing.<strong>"Catwoman, the charges are an unknown number of thefts and assaults across a number of years, considered at least to be in the hundreds."</strong>He held up the coin to catch the light, still examining the shadows for her he'd mostly abandoned paying attention to any of the floored men it was now just him and her standing.<strong>"The jury finds you..."</strong>Theatrically and skillfully he flipped the coin into the air, watching as it spun, something he'd done so many times he'd developed an impressive knack for.<strong>"Guilty."</strong>He spoke firmly, his showman's face turning deadly serious as he raised the gun at the shadows around him.<strong>"Sadly your sentence is not death, today. Someone wants to speak to you. But I've always found 'alive' to be a rather broad term. A cat with no fur or claws is still alive."</strong>The threat was clear enough although exactly how those injuries would translate to a human body was left to the imagination.<br/><br/>Back outside the eight thugs were loading the three who'd run out before Eddy into the back of their SUV's particularly unceremoniously. There wasn't a care for the lives these men had had. Once they were done six of them got back in and waited, while the other two headed inside to investigate the commotion. It seemed as though Catwoman may not have been the entire goal here as they seemed pretty happy collecting bodies, which would have a great deal of implications if Catwoman could see what was going on outside while evading the armed and highly dangerous madman inside. Although, at the least, Two-Face seemed to be aiming to take her in alive, and so he could only be so aggressive with the powerful handgun without risking killing her. While he was bigger and stronger than her he was nowhere near as skilled a martial artist, although he did fight with a certain level of aggression and ferocity that presented a great deal of danger.<br/>