On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce & Vergil1989)
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				Title: <strong>On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>25-11-2015, 02:09:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre07.deviantart.net/f0f2/th/pre/f/2013/235/c/c/tigress_young_justice_by_kawoxd-d6jc2po.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League, formerly Team Arrow<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sunday, January 1st, 2015&nbsp; 00:07<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Narrows<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Paula Crock and Felicity Smoak (over comms), Batwoman<hr><br>Artemis rolled her eyes as she tapped at her mask's built in comms, Felicity having made the mistake of patching her mother into their private line.&nbsp; "You couldn't take a night off to celebrate New Year's Eve?"&nbsp; Paula Nguyen asked, earning an annoyed scoff from the master archer as she cast her gray eyes over the edge of the building, crouched down with her hand crossbow in hand.&nbsp; As if proving mothers always know what their children are thinking, Tigress muttered a silent curse when Paula called out her daughter's subsequent eye roll despite not being able to actually see it.&nbsp; "You know I can hear your eyes roll over the comms line.&nbsp; And you know I'm right, that's why you're so annoyed."<br><br><strong>"Mom, you know Gotham never sleeps, even on a holiday."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis retorted as her gray eyes narrowed, forming wrinkles in her forehead underneath her mask when she spotted her target in the dark alley below.&nbsp; Even without the vision enhancements built into the mask's eyepieces, she could make out enough of the man's outfit and facial features as he looked around for any tails, that she knew she was on the right track.&nbsp; As for her running commentary with her understandably exasperated mother, it wasn't much of an answer, but it was the truth in a nutshell.&nbsp; Gotham wasn't the crime city of the states for nothing, and the bad guys rarely took a break, not if there was a profit to be made when it came to the gangs, and not when there was a chance to cause untold mayhem and chaos, even with the numerous heroes doing everything they could to stop those same people.&nbsp; But Artemis still felt it necessary to point out the minor flaw in her mother's argument, because it just wouldn't have been her if she didn't argue until they were both blue in the face.&nbsp; <strong>"Besides, I stayed until after the ball dropped.&nbsp; That was pushing it as it was since the weapons deal I'm planning to interrupt isn't going to stop itself.&nbsp; The Chinese Triads are making a move and I'm gonna be there when it goes down."</strong><br><br>"And the fact you're after Jade again has nothing to do with it."&nbsp; Paula retorted, although there was a note of sadness in her otherwise harsh tone before a weary sigh escaped the older Crock about the same time Artemis muttered something that could have been mistaken for an apology.&nbsp; "Don't apologize for doing what you think is right Artemis, I just wish things were different, with Jade, with....your father, with us."<br><br>Just as Artemis started to climb over the edge of the roof, prepared to throw herself to the fire escape across the gap between the buildings, she stopped and sighed, her eyes downcast as she instead perched on the edge, her right hand against her ear piece.&nbsp; Her voice was noticeably softer as well, since she sympathized completely with her mother's wish things had turned out differently.&nbsp; It was the same for her, but there was little point in dwelling on the past.&nbsp; That said, she couldn't bring it in herself to argue with her mother, not about this, not when it came to their fucked up family.&nbsp; <strong>"I know mom, I do.&nbsp; But that ship's sailed a long time ago.&nbsp; I'll be home soon, I promise.&nbsp; And I'm here to stay this time.</strong>"&nbsp; Her next words saw the return of Artemis' more humorous, sarcasm laden veneer, which was both a relief and another annoyance for Paula.&nbsp; <strong>"Just don't complain about my moving back in when I bring home some hot stud to-"</strong><br><br>"Just go already."&nbsp; Paula growled, but there was an audible smile in her voice as she deactivated the comms on her end, leaving a blushing Felicity alone on the line as Artemis took a running leap off the roof and landed lightly on the fire escape.<br><br>"Let me just go on record and say that was very...awkward to listen to."&nbsp; Felicity said, the sound of keyboard buttons clacking in rapid succession as the goth hacker did her thing.<br><br><strong>"Nobody said you had to listen to that mother/daughter conversation Smoak."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis grunted as she pulled her katana's sheath higher up on her right shoulder before she started to climb up the stairs as silently as she could.&nbsp; She needed to make up for lost time on the off chance Felicity wasn't able to track the scumbag through the city's CCTV network of cameras.&nbsp; The Narrows weren't exactly known for the best security in any sense of the word since even the Masks avoided the place like the plague.&nbsp; Artemis though had been practically raised next door to the Narrows though, so she knew how dangerous it was, how the cops were afraid to even go near the worst parts of the city, which was closer to a demilitarized zone than an actual city block unless they had a small army of their fellow boys and girls in blue at their backs.<br><br>"I get bored talking to myself when my friends are off doing their superhero thing.&nbsp; And that sounded far creepier than I meant it to."&nbsp; Felicity trailed off, and Artemis could only smirk as she reached the roof of the latest decrepit building about the same time the exceedingly smart hacker found where her tail was heading.&nbsp; "You were right, he's heading for the old docks, east side.&nbsp; There's several Triad enforcers already there, packing some pretty heavy weapons.&nbsp; Assault rifles, military grade.&nbsp; No sign of Cheshire but if she is in town, she's keeping a low profile.&nbsp; Cargo ship, unregistered, is heading that way now.&nbsp; You have maybe ten minutes to get there."<br><br><strong>"Roger that.&nbsp; See you soon Smoak.&nbsp; And thanks."</strong>&nbsp; With that, Artemis jumped the next gap at a run, rolling expertly before regaining her feet just as quickly without breaking stride.&nbsp; She'd done longer jumps and still come out the other end without a scratch.&nbsp; This was easy as she made for the old city docks, prepared for the worst and hoping for the best.&nbsp; Talking to her mother, even while she was on the job, had been nice, even if Paula had brought up memories she could have done without.&nbsp; Still, if Jade was present among the weapons dealers, she'd cross that bridge when she came to it, but for now, Artemis continued her run across the rooftops, her gray eyes hard as stone behind her Tigress mask.&nbsp; This was her city, her part of it anyway.&nbsp; When it came to the scum of Gotham, Batman wasn't the only one that had an ax to grind.&nbsp; Her own was far more personal than most of the Masks that worked for the betterment of the world in their own way.&nbsp; For now, she cleared her mind as best she could and came to a stop on the edge of the buildings that overlooked the equally decrepit, dirty, run down docks, her gaze falling on her target.&nbsp; She just had to get close, and not get spotted until she had a chance to come up with a plan of attack beyond her usual of just rushing in and busting a few skulls together.<br><br>A stray breeze tugged at her long ponytail of golden blonde hair, but she didn't notice the cold, biting wind or the ice and snow that covered almost everything.&nbsp; Her Tigress suit, a combination of a kevlar composite and thermal insulation provided both protection and she didn't feel the wintry chill in the air.&nbsp; That said, she wouldn't have felt it much anyway since she'd been in worse weather with far less, no thanks to her dad's idea of a week long walk through a forest in the dead of winter.&nbsp; Again she pushed those old memories aside, and let her predatory like gaze fall on the cargo ship that Felicity had called to her attention, pulling out a pair of high powered binoculars.&nbsp; It always paid to have a backup if one decided to crap out for one reason or another.&nbsp; A quick sweep over the docks revealed a number of heavy metal containers, other ships docked within reach of her current position, and given the late hour, there was no one about that could get caught in the crossfire, but that wasn't her immediate concern.&nbsp; When she spotted the dark green wrap and the white, red striped grinning masked woman on deck of the cargo ship, Artemis muttered another curse.&nbsp; <strong>"Perfect.&nbsp; The League of Shadows <em>are </em>involved.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; What are you doing Jade?"</strong>&nbsp; Artemis asked aloud, and didn't expect an answer, not yet at least.&nbsp; She'd get it out of her sister directly if she had to, but first she needed to get her tied down before she could disappear like her namesake had a tendency to do in Alice in Wonderland.&nbsp; What should have been a simple weapons deal bust had just turned a lot more complicated, and far more personal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>30-11-2015, 16:58:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xtp1/v/t1.0-9/12107147_833221346799090_1221468124389821106_n.jpg?oh=c71aef062c046bba943488d1e89287b5&amp;oe=56B737AB)</div><strong><em>Name:</em></strong>&nbsp; Katherine 'Kate' Kane&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong><em>Moniker:</em></strong>&nbsp; Batwoman<br><strong><em>Affiliation:</em></strong>&nbsp; The <del>New</del> Bat Family;&nbsp; Department of Extranormal Operations<br><strong><em> Location:</em></strong>&nbsp; East-Side Docks;&nbsp; Gotham City, New York<br><strong><em>Time:</em></strong>&nbsp; January 1, 2015; 2015 hours | Sunday<br><strong><em>Speaking To:</em></strong>&nbsp; Thug #1<br><strong><em>Mentioning:</em></strong>&nbsp; Oracle,&nbsp; Tigress,&nbsp; Triads<br><strong><em>Scene Music:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><strong><em>Summary:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><br>It had been five years since the world had changed and Gotham City along with it.&nbsp; Every single resident from the arrogantly privileged upper-class to the begging, unhygienic homeless knew of Batman's death.&nbsp; More importantly, every single one of his enemies did too.&nbsp; It should not be much of a surprise to hear that they all began to orchestrate plans to gain in power and wealth in his absence.&nbsp; The first two years were literally Hell in Gotham.&nbsp; Some familiar faces were never seen or heard from such as Poison Ivy or Bane but those like Cobblepot and Nygma were quick to rise up and coerce others.&nbsp; It was unfortunate, however, that they were least skeptical of other vanguards to public safety and justice opposing their efforts.<br><br>Unlike Batman though, Batwoman had gone through lengths to get a network going.&nbsp; There was no Justice League anymore but there was a handful collection of individual who shared her interests residing in Gotham.&nbsp; Nightwing, Red Hood and White Canary to name a few.&nbsp; It didn't stop there though.&nbsp; There were new faces spawning infrequently and some of them weren't the direct, fist-to-face style operative those mentioned were.&nbsp; There were also those behind the scenes, aiding the vigilant guardians with their respective skills.&nbsp; One of those was the newly coined 'Oracle of Gotham', a control center for all information possible obtained that Batwoman herself put on the map.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"Boss, there's someone you need to meet moving for the east-side docks.&nbsp; She's investigating some guy named affiliated with some heavily armed Triads and they've got an unregistered ship approaching as we speak.&nbsp; You've got maybe nine to ten minutes to make it there in time,"</em> said Felicity, chiming in through the cowl's intercommunications unit.<br><br>Batwoman paused her current activities to listen, ignoring the whimpering stammer of the middle-aged crook she had by the brim of his jacket.&nbsp; Behind her were three other men slowly moving around with muffled groans.&nbsp; Each of them had earned a few kicks and punches from Batwoman and the only one willing to talk was literally in her clutches.&nbsp; It was nothing truly exciting.&nbsp; It was more of a protocol and interrogation of known affiliates to Intergang but it had occupied her time for the past twenty minutes.&nbsp; After Oracle's report, she dropped the man she held and turned.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"If I have to come after you again, don't expect me to pull my punches again.,"</em> she told him as she walked away, reaching for the grappling gun attached to the belt around her waist.<br><br>Ten minutes later, Batwoman was in a low-kneeling position atop a cargo crate with an overlooking vantage of the scene.&nbsp; She could not see the woman Oracle spoke of yet but the approaching ship and stationed Triads were enough to keep her attention.&nbsp; Whatever this shipment was had to be important enough to arm a few thugs with heavy machinery like that.&nbsp; Maybe not even a shipment, but the arrival of someone important.&nbsp; In either case, she chose to wait and interfere with this supposed vigilante activity only if she needed to.&nbsp; Things could play out two ways after all.&nbsp; The first would be she swoops in to save somebody playing hero and biting off more than they can chew or she gets impressed with their efficiency enough to offer them a spot in the network.&nbsp; The former would likely result in some chiding words and persuasion to give up the idea.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>30-11-2015, 17:54:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre07.deviantart.net/f0f2/th/pre/f/2013/235/c/c/tigress_young_justice_by_kawoxd-d6jc2po.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League, formerly Team Arrow<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sunday, January 1st, 2015&nbsp; 00:09<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Narrows<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Felicity Smoak (over comms), Batwoman<br><strong>Scene music:</strong> Sisterly reunion (https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=UZdfApjpYoU)<hr><br>Heath Anderson knew, as did most of his associates, that despite the League's fall, the streets of Gotham still had a strong presence of Masks running around.&nbsp; That said, most of them were either inexperienced wannabes, or they were too busy elsewhere to worry about a few bazookas and other powerful military grade weapons.&nbsp; That said, his caution was still warranted since there'd been rumors of a new Mask stalking the Narrows.&nbsp; He had no idea the Shadows representative he'd been told to expect along with his new shipment knew the new Mask, or that she wasn't alone tonight.&nbsp; "Let's get this over with boys.&nbsp; Hate dealin' with these assassin types on a good day."&nbsp; He flinched when his Chinese associates only gave him a withering glare for the ill spoken comment regarding the woman in question as she stepped off the boat just as it reached the docks.<br><br><strong>"If it's any consolation, I don't want to be out here on such a cold night myself, not when I have somewhere far better to be."</strong>&nbsp; Heath swallowed the nervous lump in his throat as he tried to keep Cheshire's unwavering stare, but that was an impossible task with the grinning white mask keeping her face hidden from his probing stare, her sia on her hips prominently displayed.&nbsp; It was no secret this particular Shadow liked to use exotic poisons on her weapons, specifically jellyfish toxin.&nbsp; Even a scratch from one of them was potentially fatal if given time to circulate through one's body.&nbsp; As if reading his mind, Cheshire chuckled darkly before she started to casually twirl one of her sia through her fingers. <strong> "My master sends her greetings, and thanks you for your service Mr. Anderson in getting me into Gotham.&nbsp; And just in time for the end of the holidays no less.&nbsp; As a reward for your aid, our mutual associates only wish half for this latest shipment and expect payment through the usual method.&nbsp; Wireless transaction is to be completed as soon as you've seen your purchase."</strong><br><br>"Well, that is good news indeed.&nbsp; Pass word along to the old woman next time you see her, tell her we won't forget this."&nbsp; Heath's blooming grin fell flat when Cheshire jabbed her sia just shy of his right cheek, her face mere inches from his own.<br><br><strong>"You would do well not to speak ill of the Demon's Head again, especially when within my presence Anderson.&nbsp; She's done more for me than you could possibly imagine."</strong>&nbsp; Backing off just as quickly, and just as one of the Triad members suddenly fell to the floor with a sedative dart sticking out of his neck, Cheshire chuckled again as she heard the near silent footsteps of the one person she was honestly glad was here despite their usual arguments.&nbsp; She ignored the panicked looks the rest of them started throwing around just as Cheshire spun, drew her other sia with fluid ease, and blocked the second dart that almost found a new home in the back of her neck.&nbsp; <strong>"Happy New Years to you too Tigress.&nbsp; You came here alone, just for little old me?&nbsp; I'm touched."</strong><br><br>Heath never saw the attack coming as Artemis jumped down from her new hiding place, her left foot leading as she kicked him in the face on her way down.&nbsp; He was unconscious before he hit the ground, followed closely by two of his guards as their heads were smashed together.&nbsp; <strong>"Quit playing around Jade, what are you doing here?!"</strong>&nbsp; Artemis growled back as she nimbly jumped behind the nearby cargo container just as bullets whizzed by her head.&nbsp; They weren't close to the mark, but the confusion forced her to lose track of Cheshire, which she took full advantage of as she clambered up the side of the container as easily as any cat.<br><br><strong>"Would you believe I came to see our dear mother?&nbsp; It is the holidays after all.&nbsp; The fact I had to hitch a ride on a boat full of military grade hardware is mere coincidence."</strong>&nbsp; Jade replied, just as she flipped over the side, the katana on her back meeting Artemis's own in a perfectly timed overhead block.&nbsp; Landing in front of her, Jade's lips were pulled up into her trademark smirk behind her mask as they proceeded to exchange lightning fast strikes.&nbsp; It was just like old times, even though neither of them had enjoyed their early days of training together.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://www.writeups.org/img/fiche/5329.jpg)</div><br>Still, Artemis couldn't help but feel the same way even as she forced Jade's sword into a lock with hers, her masked face just shy of her sister's own.&nbsp; <strong>"Right, because you weren't asked by your new boss to play glorified bodyguard for that same shipment.&nbsp; Get real Jade, and tell me why you're really here."</strong><br><br><strong>"I told you, you just refuse to listen.&nbsp; Not everything I do is entirely selfish or serving Nhyssa Al Ghul.&nbsp; She understands the value of family, unlike her father, who would have gladly sacrificed his own if it meant his goals were completed.&nbsp; Remind you of anyone?."</strong>&nbsp; Jade grunted back as she was forced a step back, her katana almost slipping from her clawed gloves hands when Artemis pushed against her. <strong> "But whether you stop me here or not, we both know you can't stop me from calling home at the very least Artemis.&nbsp; Whether it's from the inside of a jail cell or not simply depends on how our little reunion plays out, here and now."</strong>&nbsp; Capitalizing on Artemis's slight hesitation, Cheshire pulled out several shurikens which were meant more as a distraction than an outright attack, and threw them in rapid procession, forcing her younger sister back before she could close in again.<br><br>Giving ground freely, Artemis growled in frustration as she ducked and weaved around the barrage of no doubt poisoned projectiles, both of them having completely forgotten about the remaining Triad gunmen.&nbsp; For the two sisters, this was their private party, and any interruption wouldn't be tolerated, but to their credit, those same men weren't stupid enough to get in the League of Shadows' way.&nbsp; That didn't mean they wouldn't step in if someone else decided to drop in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>07-12-2015, 15:46:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a1/71/86/a17186b8f0359a16a4ae8901ab01df68.jpg)</div><strong><em>Name:</em></strong>&nbsp; Katherine 'Kate' Kane&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong><em>Moniker:</em></strong>&nbsp; Batwoman<br><strong><em>Affiliation:</em></strong>&nbsp; Bat Family&nbsp; |&nbsp; Department of Extranormal Operations<br><strong><em> Location:</em></strong>&nbsp; East-Side Docks;&nbsp; Gotham City<br><strong><em>Time:</em></strong>&nbsp; January 1, 2015; 2016 hours | Sunday<br><strong><em>Speaking To:</em></strong>&nbsp; None<br><strong><em>Mentioning:</em></strong>&nbsp; Anderson,&nbsp; Oracle,&nbsp; Triads,&nbsp; Cheshire,&nbsp; Tigress<br><strong><em>Scene Music:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><strong><em>Summary:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>S</strong></span>hrouded underneath the blanketing canopy of night, Batwoman sat perched atop the large, rectangular cargo crate adjacent the scene.&nbsp; Once again, Felicity delivered solid information and owned up to the reputation of being Oracle.&nbsp; The Triads were present, wielding military-grade paraphernalia and positioned where the docking ship's passengers would step off the ramp.&nbsp; There was another as well, a caucasian male who seemed timid and anxious, immediately earning fleeting, faded glares from the Triads.&nbsp; There was still no sign of the mask Oracle spoke of, however.&nbsp; It was only rational conclusion that Batwoman believed she wasn't the only one observing for now.<br><br>At last, the wait came to an end when the ship officially docked and came to a stop in the water.&nbsp; The ramp for travelers to unboard the ship slid down and the Triads escorted the male closer where they made contact with a woman dressed in green and black.&nbsp; She also featured a grinning kabuki mask with a thick layer of fur behind it.&nbsp; This certainly couldn't be the mask, could it?&nbsp; The answer was quickly given once they began to speak.&nbsp; Speech of master, shipments and wireless transactions before threats and mention of <em>Demon's Head.</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"Oh,"</em> Felicity said, silently speaking through the intercommunications device.<br><em>"Demon's Head, Demon's Head - ah! Found it!&nbsp; Cross-referencing with Bruce's files, the Demon's Head is leader of the League of Assassins.&nbsp; This might be more important that we thought, huh?"</em><br><br>Batwoman didn't reply, of course.&nbsp; Doing so would potentially give away position.&nbsp; There was also the matter of members of the Triad falling unconscious with darts protruding from the neck.&nbsp; Finally, the mask revealed itself.&nbsp; <em>Tigress</em>, the kabuki-masked woman said.&nbsp; A dynamic entry to the scene, involving multiple downed guards and the male contact too.&nbsp; So far, she was impressed with the accuracy and presentation but couldn't help but consider the woman's timing.&nbsp; Naturally, it's always easier to pass judgement as a spectator though so she held her reservations about the matter.<br><br>Listening further in on the conversation revealed much more about the situation.&nbsp; The two cat-themed women were sisters and spoke of visiting mother for the holidays.&nbsp; The name Nyssa Al Ghul was dropped, which Batwoman was able to immediately put a face to.&nbsp; All of it while the two traded a few blows and the Triads still conscious took hesitant shots.&nbsp; If there was any time to make her presence known - without being noticed of course - it was now.&nbsp; Instead of interfering with the sibling feud,&nbsp; she opted to dispatch the troublesome men.&nbsp; Perhaps after that, explore the ship's cargo and determine things from there.<br><br>Within seconds, Batwoman and silently dropped to the ground and turned a corner, approaching the first gunmen.&nbsp; One arm came around his face and throat to lock in a sleeper hold, while the other hand disarmed the gun from his hand.&nbsp; Seconds later, he was out and she moved on to the next.&nbsp; One by one, the men would drop unconscious and Batwoman turned to check progress on the fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>07-12-2015, 17:02:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre07.deviantart.net/f0f2/th/pre/f/2013/235/c/c/tigress_young_justice_by_kawoxd-d6jc2po.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League, formerly Team Arrow<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sunday, January 1st, 2015&nbsp; 00:11<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Narrows<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Felicity Smoak (over comms), Batwoman<br><br>As caught up in the moment as they were, both sisters noticed the distinct absence of further gunfire once their unexpected guest had dealt with them.&nbsp; When confronted, Felicity squeaked over the comms at the ferocity in Artemis's voice.&nbsp; "I might have called Batwoman too."&nbsp; She whispered, before regaining her confidence just as quickly.&nbsp; "Considering this is her set up, her place, and about the only reason I have a job as her IT department, I wasn't about to keep this to myself."<br><br><strong>"Good, saves me a headache of having to do this by myself."</strong>&nbsp; That surprised Felicity, but Artemis had since turned her full attention back to the fight at hand just as Jade dropped several smoke pellets between them.&nbsp; Soon enough, the immediate area around them was blanketed in a thick cloud of smoke, blocking their respective vision, except for one little caveat, both Masks were equipped with thermal and both sisters knew it.&nbsp; Tapping at the sides of their respective masks, both of their eyepieces started to glow a soft crimson, making the smoke a moot point, save to hide them from anyone else that might show up as they began right where they'd left off mere seconds later.<br><br><strong>"That's just cheating, bringing in one of your little friends into our dance Artemis.&nbsp; I thought we had something special between us."</strong>&nbsp; Jade retorted, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm, her blade leading which Artemis blocked, only to lash out with her right foot in an attempted leg sweep.&nbsp; Once upon a time, that might have worked, but Artemis was a different person from those days, and nimbly stepped back, pushed her sister's sword down, and promptly kicked her across the face, hard.&nbsp; Mask or not, she was seeing stars, however briefly, but it was long enough as Artemis broke their lock and stepped forward, elbow raised for Jade's neck.&nbsp; Forced onto her back, her windpipe smashed and bruised, the assassin knew she was outmatched this time.&nbsp; <strong>"Finish it sister.&nbsp; Make dad proud."</strong>&nbsp; She wheezed, and was a little disappointed when all Artemis did was sedate her.<br><br><strong>"Not today Jade."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis grunted back, needing a moment to center her thoughts since it didn't get any easier for her, dealing with her messed up family.&nbsp; Sighing heavily, Artemis pulled out a pair of zip cuffs before binding her sister's hands and feet to each other, not about to take a chance with regular handcuffs.&nbsp; She had been trained to escape most forms of conventional bonds, a fact Artemis knew since she'd received the same training, and had been reminded of on a daily basis anytime she screwed up.&nbsp; Forcing those thoughts to the side once she had tossed Jade's assorted weapons into the icy water, she too went for the boat, the cargo inside having been part of the reason she was here as well.&nbsp; Waiting for Batwoman on the ramp, Tigress would nod to the current head of the Bat family.&nbsp; <strong>"Thanks for the assist back there.&nbsp; Sorry you had to see my family drama on display."</strong>&nbsp; She was pretty sure she'd been around for the whole thing, so made no efforts to hide it.&nbsp; <strong>"Shall we?"</strong>&nbsp; It wouldn't be hard to tell that she just wanted this done and over with, whatever joy she might have taken from beating a few heads together having long since flown with the family reunion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>09-12-2015, 15:47:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a1/71/86/a17186b8f0359a16a4ae8901ab01df68.jpg)</div><strong><em>Name:</em></strong>&nbsp; Katherine 'Kate' Kane&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong><em>Moniker:</em></strong>&nbsp; Batwoman<br><strong><em>Affiliation:</em></strong>&nbsp; Bat Family&nbsp; |&nbsp; Department of Extranormal Operations<br><strong><em> Location:</em></strong>&nbsp; East-Side Docks;&nbsp; Gotham City<br><strong><em>Time:</em></strong>&nbsp; January 1, 2015; 2016 hours | Sunday<br><strong><em>Speaking To:</em></strong>&nbsp; Tigress<br><strong><em>Mentioning:</em></strong>&nbsp; League of Shadows,&nbsp; Triads,&nbsp; Cheshire<br><strong><em>Scene Music:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><strong><em>Summary:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>W</strong></span>ith the immediate threats dispatched in the vicinity,&nbsp; Batwoman could afford to anchor attention on the spar.&nbsp; The prior observation was evaluation of the area's entirety, assessing numbers and the weaponry of secondary constituents alongside the rough assimilation of ostensible information.&nbsp; Thus far, she determined the two primary combatants were siblings, gathered by verbal indications spoke by both.&nbsp; Though, that does not necessitate sharing blood.&nbsp; Many clandestine or esoteric organizations indoctrinated themselves to be brothers or sisters, if not family by shared association.&nbsp; The same possibility extending to the mother.&nbsp; Adding further to such a conclusion was dropped reference to the League of Shadows.&nbsp; Frankly, it didn't matter but it was just one of many noted details.&nbsp; Another detail was preconceived conclusion of fighting style, based on poise and stance.&nbsp; Unfortunately, the contest of skill lacked necessary longevity to encourage accurate assessment.&nbsp; Either way, Batwoman was confident the woman possessed what it took and made her approach.<br><br>Batwoman's advent was carried with raptorial gait, having a dispassionate expression displayed and a poise composed of discipline.&nbsp; She was similar to a junoesque, vampiric effigy during the closing of distance between her and Tigress.&nbsp; The black body-suit designed to temper trauma and pain clung to her figure that left little to question, adorned with vivid red hue on the chest, flowing hair, serrated gloves, cape and boots.&nbsp; The only element suggesting the composition was human was presented in the visible skin around the lips and chin.&nbsp; Even then however, the woman underneath was unnaturally pale, rivaling ghastly apparitions and thick blankets of snow.&nbsp; Despite the imposing characteristics suggested by appearance, she possessed buxom appeal.&nbsp; Shapely pronounced breasts outlined unintentionally alongside curvaceous hips tallied into the the encompassing visage.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"Don't worry.&nbsp; Your family issues aren't my business,"</em> Batwoman replied with a returned nod.<br><em>"Do you know what's on this ship?"</em><br><br>Batwoman ascended the ramp first, brushing past the blonde vigilante as gracefully as possible.&nbsp; It was not her intention to be rude or unwelcoming but rudimentary social ethics were second to crime prevention.&nbsp; Tigress hopefully shared the sentiment.&nbsp; Once feet were on the deck, she observed visible nooks and crannies where one could hide.&nbsp; The crew and laborers were not exclusive to the handful of Triads at the docks, surely and with claimed association to the League of Shadows, they had to be careful.&nbsp; Someone was bound to be on this ship and with vantage over what happened, ambush was not a factor of paranoia;&nbsp; it was a factor of practical rationalization.&nbsp; If permitted the option of stealth once aboard, Batwoman moved to advantageous cover to place obstacle to line of sight, hoping Tigress followed.&nbsp; She's prefer sabotage and discretion over violence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>09-12-2015, 22:23:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre07.deviantart.net/f0f2/th/pre/f/2013/235/c/c/tigress_young_justice_by_kawoxd-d6jc2po.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League, formerly Team Arrow<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sunday, January 1st, 2015&nbsp; 00:14<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Narrows<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Felicity Smoak (over comms), Batwoman<br><br>Despite her inner turmoil regarding her messed up family, of which only her mother was on the right side of the law, these days anyway, Artemis managed a brief nod of gratitude as a flicker of a smile tugged at her lips, her mask leaving them exposed to the night air.&nbsp; "Well Bats, let's get this done."&nbsp; Artemis said, some of her earlier fire returning as she lead the vampire esque looking woman into the cargo ship's hold.&nbsp; As much as she wanted to find a way to refute Jade's reason for being in Gotham, saying she was there to see their mother, who actually was their mother and not some moniker or term of respect as Batwoman suspected, and in some cult like groups like the League of Shadows, that might even been true, she couldn't find a logical fallacy in her sister's explanation other than the fact she might have just used their mother as an excuse to throw Artemis off of whatever was really going on.&nbsp; There was no other reason she could think of that the Chinese Triads would help smuggle in an assassin into the country right alongside a weapon's shipment.&nbsp; There had to be something more going on here, but she had no idea what it might be as it stood now, and Jade wasn't going to be forthcoming unless it worked in her favor.&nbsp; Even if they tried to torture her, which wouldn't work, Artemis wouldn't have allowed it to happen anyway.&nbsp; So she was left fumbling for answers, and since the League didn't normally act as glorified bodyguards for anyone, that left only one logical conclusion.&nbsp; There was something else going on, more than a 'wayward daughter' wanting to visit family.&nbsp; The League might have changed once Nyssa took control, but it hadn't changed that much, Artemis was sure of that without being a part of it herself, which thankfully she wasn't.&nbsp; Having someone directly involved with the group of assassins was enough for her thank you very much.<br><br>Blowing out an aggravated huff, Artemis nimbly climbed down the ladder into the hold, her crossbow held in her right hand and her left on the katana that had since found its way back into its sheath.&nbsp; She'd find out the truth sooner or later, she just hoped it wouldn't be too late to stop whatever plan the League was putting together this time, or whoever might have hired their services was probably the more likely case since they took contracts out on people all the time, assassination orders to be precise.&nbsp; And once a contract was taken, nothing would stop them from seeing it completed.&nbsp; The Shadows had been responsible for some of the most momentous kills throughout history, emperors, generals, politicians, it didn't matter, so long as the money was good and the deaths in question helped their own goals.&nbsp; So when she pried open the first box in the hold, and saw the Lex Corp brand name on what looked like an military grade laser weapon nestled in packing foam, Artemis felt the blood drain from her face.&nbsp; <strong>"I was hoping we were wrong, but it looks like Miss Martian was right.&nbsp; Shouldn't have doubted her though since she usually is when it comes to Lex, and that's not even considering those months of captivity she endured under his 'tender loving care'.&nbsp; I can already tell you this, she's not going to like this."</strong>&nbsp; Tigress replied to Batwoman's question, having so far ignored the ravishing figure the woman cut in her uniform, and this latest revelation made it that much easier as Artemis tapped at the still open comms line to Smoak.&nbsp; <strong>"You get all that?"</strong><br><br>"Uh yeah?&nbsp; Been here the whole time Tigress.&nbsp; This means Lex Corp is still involved in black market arms deal although the bald bastard is in prison last I checked.&nbsp; Which means Lex Corp still has a rat problem.&nbsp; Shouldn't surprise us though, Luthor had his fingers in a lot of pies before he was finally put away, makes sense some of his goons wouldn't give up the good days under his management."<br><br><strong>"Tsk, no duh Oracle."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis scoffed as she nodded for Batwoman to start opening the rest if she wanted.&nbsp; But Artemis was fairly sure they'd just find more of the same thing.&nbsp; While she did that though or didn't, Artemis would continue her commentary with Felicity.&nbsp; <strong>"I need you to run names, anyone the League of Shadows might have been hired to off by the Chinese Triads.&nbsp; Businessmen, politicians, anyone that would fit their MO.&nbsp; We need to know why Jade was here, and I doubt it was to see our mother."</strong><br><br>"Already on it.&nbsp; Although, she might have been telling the truth...."&nbsp; Felicity replied, her voice trailing off since she could practically hear Artemis's eyeroll at the very suggestion, the sound of clacking fingers on her keyboard just audible through the line.<br><br>And she wouldn't have been far wrong as the archer scoffed in derision.&nbsp; <strong>"Please, the Triads, helping to get a Shadow into the US just so she can celebrate the holidays?&nbsp; And now we have a link between the Triads, Lex Corp, and possibly the Shadows all in one place?&nbsp; Yeah, I call bullshit on that."</strong><br><br>Felicity wasn't quite done though, not to be deterred so easily that even a family as messed up as hers couldn't have at least one day of normalcy.&nbsp; "Yet I seem to remember you telling me Jade's saved your life more than once."<br><br><strong>"Oracle, just do the damn search."</strong>&nbsp; Tigress growled out, making it clear this conversation was over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diesel Heart</strong> on <strong>15-12-2015, 15:43:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a1/71/86/a17186b8f0359a16a4ae8901ab01df68.jpg)</div><strong><em>Name:</em></strong>&nbsp; Katherine 'Kate' Kane&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong><em>Moniker:</em></strong>&nbsp; Batwoman<br><strong><em>Affiliation:</em></strong>&nbsp; Bat Family&nbsp; |&nbsp; Department of Extranormal Operations<br><strong><em> Location:</em></strong>&nbsp; East-Side Docks;&nbsp; Gotham City<br><strong><em>Time:</em></strong>&nbsp; January 1, 2015; 2014 hours | Sunday<br><strong><em>Speaking To:</em></strong>&nbsp; Tigress<br><strong><em>Mentioning:</em></strong>&nbsp; League of Shadows,&nbsp; Triads,&nbsp; Cheshire<br><strong><em>Scene Music:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><strong><em>Summary:</em></strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>B</strong></span>atwoman, for all her paranoia, always rationalized it as a survival instinct.&nbsp; It had proven something worth heeding far too many times over the years.&nbsp; Currently, that sense of paranoia was at maximum volume.&nbsp; No contact with guards or even ship-workers and now she was in the hold finding contraband alongside Tigress.&nbsp; What manner of lax security was this?&nbsp; Perhaps the delegated responsibility fell on the Triads but with so few, it would take them hours to haul off this much weaponry.&nbsp; Even less so for a single woman claiming her purpose of visitation was familial.&nbsp; No, Batwoman was not liking this.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"It seems irresponsible to leave this unguarded, don't you think?"</em> she asks Tigress, ignoring the gesture to check another crate.&nbsp; <em>"I doubt Luthor - if this is really his shipment and not a planted logo to lead us off the trail - is stupid enough to leave military-grade weaponry in the hands of a street gang.&nbsp; I'm "</em><br><br>Following her instincts, Batwoman turned and approached the ladder.&nbsp; Legally, the ship would require a manifest or a bill of lading to dock and unload it's cargo or passengers.&nbsp; It was for customs and officials to check things and ensure nothing of illicit of illegal import came into the country unnoticed.&nbsp; Yes, she already recognized this ship docked illegally and thus the cargo was compromised, but there may still be a chance a manifest exists.&nbsp; If not, and this really was Luthor's good, then questions would be asked.&nbsp; Questions easily misdirected with claim of stolen products but an investigation would be launched nonetheless. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>"I'm searching the rest of this ship for it's crew and the manifest,"</em> she told both women, climbing up the ladder to do just that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: On the Prowl on a Moonlit Night.  (WardenIce &amp; Vergil1989)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>20-12-2015, 22:05:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre07.deviantart.net/f0f2/th/pre/f/2013/235/c/c/tigress_young_justice_by_kawoxd-d6jc2po.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League, formerly Team Arrow<br><strong>Time:</strong> Sunday, January 1st, 2015&nbsp; 00:14<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Narrows<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Felicity Smoak (over comms), Batwoman<br><br>Considering it was the holidays, most people were busy celebrating the new Year, of being with family, cops and dock workers alike.&nbsp; Even so, there still should have been a few guards or dock staff at the very least, but with the Triads around, they were probably busy swimming down river at this point.&nbsp; As for Luthor's company sending a shipment of military grade weapons, it would have been easy to claim such a thing as the gear being stolen.&nbsp; Whoever had masterminded this deal wasn't that stupid, but they were stupid enough to try and make an easy buck by selling to the Triads, only for their shipment to be so easily tagged by Tigress and Batwoman's respective people.&nbsp; With Luthor still behind bars, again as far as Tigress and M'gann were aware, it was the only thing that made sense that this was just a rogue element within Lexcorp, but it didn't matter either.&nbsp; They had weapons to deal with, but the Triads were down, Jade had been caught, and now it was just a manner of putting the pieces together from there, while making sure no one else had a chance to make off with what they'd found.&nbsp; So Tigress sighed but nodded when Batwoman moved off to search for a manifest.&nbsp; Even an illegal arms trade would have some kind of cover story, if the guy in charge of this operation had half a brain cell, so chances are the shipment of weapons had been slated for legal disposal, and it had simply been 'misplaced'.&nbsp; Whatever the case, Batwoman would be in luck, and a quick search of the ship would reveal the paper in question in the helm.&nbsp; As for the ship's crew, Tigress found them with a quick thermal scan.<br><br><strong>"Found the crew, they're tied up in engineering."</strong>&nbsp; Tigress said, Oracle having since linked their comms together so they were all on the same frequency.&nbsp; A dozen knocked out and their hands bound to their backs, but alive if her thermal scan was to be believed.&nbsp; <strong>"They look alive from here, but without visual confirmation it's hard to tell from here.&nbsp; Thermal suggests they're aright though, and Jade wouldn't have killed them since they weren't part of her mission here in Gotham, unless they tried to stand up against her."</strong>&nbsp; Say what you want about Cheshire, but she doesn't leave a body count unless she has to.&nbsp; Speaking of body counts, Tigress signaled Oracle, having situated herself so that her back was to the wall and her gaze could easily be flicked to the passageway on the cargo hold door and the doors leading deeper into the ship, just in case they weren't alone on the ship.&nbsp; <strong>"Any luck on the search?"</strong><br><br>"No, but it'd help if I had more to work with."&nbsp; Felicity grumbled, her fingers dancing across the keyboard still ever present in the background.&nbsp; "But even Shadows have to take a day off at some point don't they?"<br><br><strong>"N. O."</strong>&nbsp; Tigress growled back, before blowing out a long, frustrated grumble and giving a tired sigh in response.&nbsp; <strong>"At least tell me the cops are coming down to the docks."</strong><br><br>"First thing I did.&nbsp; They should be there in about five minutes.&nbsp; I'd disappear, but again that's just me."
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