Dead Drop

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

Normally, when Roman wanted to schedule an appointment with someone, he usually carved the date, time, and place of the meeting onto the corpse of a loved one/associate. Unfortunately, he had to be a bit more subtle. With Brucey's weak stomach, he'd probably vomit all over the corpse, pass out, then someone would come in and find one of the models he dated dead and draped across his desk, the cops would get involved, and things would get messy.

Well, messier.

So, this time he had to be just a touch more subtle, which was kind of annoying since he really really wanted to burn part of Gotham to ground after The Batman had barged in unexpectedly and given him a rather sound beating.

Bastard.

At least he had the Albanians to take his rage out on. Over the last month, he had quite emphatically squashed the small group, and taken over their operations in the north east. And lucky for him, he knew a place that was great for rounding up women that he could then sell to the highest bidder. Perhaps he'll shelve those plans to destroy Selina's shelter after all...

But back to Bruce, who was simply left a cellphone on his desk at work. It's previous owner wouldn't be needing it anyway, poor girl. But, later that night, Bruce would get a call on that phone, with a recording telling him where to bring the money that night.

And currently at that location, a rather run down mill in a long since abandoned industrial complex, the Black Mask was waiting.

Don't be late, Bruce.

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[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

Harvey dives out of the way of the gunfire, sliding on the ground and twisting to return it - but he catches Selina's approach and curses to himself. Can't risk it.

So instead, he scrambles to his feet, making a bigger show of how Roman's got him on the ropes, figuring to cater to his ego and cover Selina's move.

"You surprised me, Roman. And here I thought you were just a worthless drooling psychopath."

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

Oh, he's very aware of what Selina is doing, and the fact that its made Harvey hold his fire caused him to laugh manically. Yes, he was enjoying the chaos.

"Please, Harv. Even on your best day, the both of you together weren't even half the man I am."

He continued firing at Harvey, though kept watch on Selina's approach out of the corner of his eye. Do come closer, kitty, you'll make an excellent meatshield.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Perhaps foolishly, perhaps as part of some sort of larger plan, Selina closes the distance between the two of them. Some part of her has noticed the different way Harvey moves now but she may or may not conciously recall it later. Right now, her focus is on getting her hands on Roman and breaking his skull open on the floor.

Or any number of other violently pleasant options.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

"Then we'll have to see about relieving you of your manhood."

Harvey was subtly moving to counter Selina's approach, until eventually Roman's going to have to take his eyes off one or both of them. There's only so far those eyes can roll in that ugly head.

His job is to keep those guns trained on him while Selina pounces.

But if he gets a chance to put a bullet in this idiot's crotch, consider it done.

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

Clever, but damn it all to hell if he was going to let himself get sandwiched between those two. But if Selina wanted a fight so badly, he'd give her one.

What little space that was left between them disappeared as he met her head on. He was going to enjoy smashing her face in with his forearm.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

As long as he doesn't mind her fist impacting with his solar plexus, she can accept his forearm in her face. Not that either of them really has another option at this point. They're well and truly engaged, and not in the exchanging rings sense of the word.

This turned out so well for them both last time.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

Last time, Two-Face wasn't watching her back.

Now that he's tied up with her, he stands up and takes his time with his approach. Analyzing every move as best he can to try and predict where he'll be.

When he'll get his shot.

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

Trying to predict what the Black Mask will do next is a lot like trying to predict the actions of a sugar addled two-year old who has severe ADD. True, there's usually a method to Roman's madness, but it was still severe madness.

In this case, that madness means utterly and ruthlessly exchanging blows with Selina. While he did enjoy delivering slow, prolonged torture sessions to his victims, there was something to be said about simply beating the ever loving shit out of someone with your bare hands. And other body parts. He reached up to grab her by the neck, to slam his head square into her face.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina does what she can to move her head so the blow isn't as painful to her and is more painful to him. She's going to come out of the collision a little stunned, having started to move too late. Still, she's hoping she won't be the only one. Especially since his hands around her neck gives her leeway to kick him as hard as she can in the crotch.

She'll worry about her eventual need to breathe shortly.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

Timed as if they'd rehearsed it comes a full-on pistolwhip to the back of Mask's head a second after Selina's boot swings for the jewels.

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

The two hits were enough to drop him, though he may or may not be out of it. If there was any one quality Roman had, it was an obscenely high threshold for pain.

At least he didn't appear to be moving, though.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina's hands go to her throat once it is free, looking down at Roman. Frowning, she doesn't trust that he's actually managed to go down, stepping closer to him. She's ready to curbstomp his midsection if she needs to do so.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

Two-Face doesn't give him the benefit of the doubt.

Knee on his back with his full weight, and he presses a gun barrel to the back of Mask's head.

"The Roman Empire falls again."

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

For a good moment, there was nothing but silence from him. Maybe it was finally over. maybe they had won. Maybe... not.

There was a bit of a chuckle from Roman. It started quietly, but continued to build slowly.

Roman turned his head, not really caring that there was a gun pressed against it. He ended up looking at Selina, nothing but a very dark amusement in his face.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina narrows her eyes, looking at Roman's amusement. Pulling her leg back, she kicks him in the face.

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

His smile only grew wider when he saw her foot coming.

Harvey really should've shot him in the head right away. Or at least secured his arms.

He took the kick to the face, but grabbed her leg and yanked and twisted, hopefully bringing her right down on top of Two-Face.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

Embrace the gray. Embrace the gray. You don't need the coin. You don't need the coin. That's it. THAT'S IT.

"That's IT!"

As soon as he grabs Selina's leg, the gunshot goes off. Right into the back of Roman Sionis' head, to spill his brains onto the floor of the warehouse.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

The yanking her leg still works and Selina Kyle ends up on the ground. It is hard to tell if that or the gunshot or the random spatter from that gunshot is the most shocking to her. No matter what it is that has her stunned, she doesn't move from her new position on the ground. Slowly, with a surreal calm, she looks up toward Harvey.

[seriouslyevil.livejournal.com]

Well, damn.

He's not laughing anymore. He's not doing anything. Not even breathing.

No one else seems to be doing much of anything. All of Roman's start to scramble to save their own asses... and grab some of the cash as they head towards the exits.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

"Not the smoothest operation, but - "

BLAM! BLAM!

" - the job's done."

Two-Face stands up, sneering at the corpse he just made, before offering Selina a hand up.

"We're even."

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina accepts the hand mainly because she can't think of a reason not to do it. The multiple layers of shock are still sitting heavily on her shoulders. Harvey isn't the Two-Face she knew any longer and he isn't exactly harvey any more but some odd combination of them both. It adds a level of melancholy to everything, which brings the total number of emotions she's feeling now to far too many.

"You didn't owe me this."

She's looking for Eddie and Bruce. There is so much blood - on her and on the floor.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

"Get out of here as soon as you can," he says, pulling out his lighter and flipping open a flame.

"Find your man. I'll clean up here."

He drops the lighter onto Mask's body, watching it start to burn his clothing.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina looks at him and then frowns, "Take care, please, Harvey."

Carefully, she turns to head back toward Eddie and Bruce and all of the bleeding on the ground.

[bigbadharv.livejournal.com]

Can't help but notice the change in her eyes. He knows this isn't what she wanted. This isn't the help she was looking for. But this is what she needs, like it or not.

He doesn't offer another word as she turns and walks away. Despite what she just said... it feels like a bridge was burned here.

Probably better off that way.