Nyt Årud
Location: The People’s Bank of Gotham, Gotham, New Jersey.
Interacting with:
Edwina &
The Joker-
@Morose and
Barbara Minerva//Cheetah.
Cheetah yelped the moment something began to burn her skin and she flung the piece of toxic cloth onto the ground. She growled loudly as she helplessly watched the Joker make his way out; she had to get Nyt out first before she would make him pay for betraying them. Had the Cheetah or Edwina been able to see, they would have seen him scowl when Edwina attempted to kick him in the face. Hearing the gentle
whoosh of her clothes’ fabric, he reached out to grab her ankle and suspended her in the air by a single leg.
“
That’s the second time you’ve apologized to me yet, I don’t think you quite meant it,” he said, sounding disappointed. He never expected people to be honest anymore, but damn – what
had the Joker gotten them into? “
I’m not terribly concerned your grand theft, young lady. What troubles me is that you had to ask the Joker for help.”
Cheetah, by this time, had worked the combination lock with Nyt repeating the instructions and the vault door breathed once again. Nyt came out with both hands carrying a duffel bag and whenever the lights from the outside bled into the room, they could see she was looking sheepishly at all of them. She had heard the Joker escaping and was slightly furious that any of them expected him to not screw them over. Now, there stood the Bat, holding her friend upside-down in the air and the feline woman caressing her bruised jaw.
“
It’s kind of a fucked up situation, actually,” Cheetah started to explain, “
I was actually sent to kill them after the Suicide Squad massacred their teammates and these two escaped. They offered me a cut of the money so we can stop this life of crime. You know what your problem is, Bruce? You have it way too good but it’s never enough for you. You don’t understand what it’s like on the other side of the spectrum: the privileged versus the disadvantaged.” Her voice began to sound angry as if though it had always been on her mind, but only now just got the chance to lay into him.
Batman gently eased the redhead onto the ground, careful not to hurt her any longer considering all the blood had rushed to her head by now. Cheetah made her way to stand in front of him with the lights from the outside becoming less frequent as they attempted to track the Joker and his goons, she gathered. The two stood as alert as ever and the tension was palpable, even to Nyt who made her way to Edwina to hand her the bags.
“
Like I said, I don’t care about the money,” he finally spoke. “
Take what you can, but you guys just let the Joker loose in the city of innocent civilians… Will the money really ease your life knowing how you had to get it?” Without another word, he turned to leave to find the psychotic criminal and like the lives of the ones killed by the goons, he was gone. Nyt’s shoulders slumped, near tears: it was the last thing she wanted to see, more people dying, and to be reprimanded even when they were simply the labor, it hurt the alien even further.
“
We… gotta go,” she finally said as both she and Cheetah grabbed however much of the duffel bags as they could carry.
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