Dead Drop

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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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[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.

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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."

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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.

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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.