When Kate thought the party needed some excitement she was thinking a band or DJ, not armed assailants that weren't quite human. Compared to Killer Croc and Clayface, these guys were something else. They looked cold, emotionless, soulless. They didn't ask for money or make a grand political statement, they just killed with frozen hearts. Kate didn't bring a batarang or anything of that nature, carrying that stuff on her person is just asking to be caught red handed. Basically, she brought a whole lot of nothing to a gun fight. Usually Kate wouldn't be one to stray from a fight, but as stubborn as she is she isn't dumb enough to charge at a guy with an assault rifle; at least not without the cover of night and a mask. Apparently her grandma had the same idea as she sprang out of there like a jackrabbit, looks like those aqua pilates classes paid off. Kate had the same idea of living to fight another day, except there were some brave and bold and brainless heroes who thought they'd stop the bullets with their fists. Great, now she had to stick around and make sure they don't get themselves killed.
"Steph, grab Damian and get somewhere safe. Don't wait for me. Go NOW!" As much as she'd like to stay by her friend's side, dealing with the gunmen would be just as effective in assuring their safety. She found a table and flipped it over with a loud thump, crouching behind it and hoping they weren't using armor piercing rounds. A guy tried to attack the gunman with about as much success as Kate would expect from a random dude who by the looks of his attire wasn't invited to the wedding. Who the hell was he and why was he there? Questions for another time. Another guy thought he was Captain America and threw a plate. And then a girl tried giving the bad guys a drop kick. They had resolve, she'd give them that. But strength is about fighting smarter, not harder. Judging by the magazines those guys were carrying, they had about 30 rounds before they had to reload. The bastards already wasted at least 10 of those spraying and praying. Be patient. Wait 'til they're out. Sometimes best course of action is to take none.
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...Gordon’s hand-selected group of officers...Renee &/or Maggie cameo? :)
Heh, before you know it, Battle for The Cowl will happen and Damian will have to decide between Dick and Jason. "It's him or me! You have to decide! DO IT DAMIAN! DECIDE!" Infer your own Jason Palpatine and Dicki-Wan Kenobi analogues here.Obviously he'd choose Steph
"Well isn't this lovely. I'll just leave you kids to mingle" her grandmother said before departing to join a group of elderly Gothamites. The smile on her face and bounce in her step suggested she was satisfied with the little trap she laid for Kate. Fortunately for Kate, Tim seems to get the picture; which is more than she can say about the other setups her grandmother instituted. She couldn't tell if they were dense, dumb, or arrogant. Either way, they did not know when to give up.
”It is nice to meet you Kate and if I might say a untamed rebel is far better than a docile sheep.” ... “A comfort we both share.” Tim said.
"Pleasure to meet you" Kate said with a firm handshake. This Tim guy was nice enough, if a bit stiff. He seemed like one of those intense business men that were always checking their email or getting upset that some stock dropped .01%. She didn't want to jump to conclusions about someone she just met, but Kate really hoped he didn't start talking about business or how the Kane's should invest in Wayne Enterprises. Just because her family was well off didn't mean she knew (or cared) anything about investments or yearly profits or any of that pencil pusher stuff. But before her boredom induced nightmares could come true the littlest Wayne and a lavender scented knight came to her rescue.
"Hi Miss Kane! If Tim's your date to the wedding, shouldn't he be wearing a dress that goes with your suit?" Damian said.
pfffffft Kate nearly spit out her glass of 60 year aged red wine. "He's got a point, you'd look great in a dress." Kate did her best to contain her laughter.
“Kate I would like to introduce my younger brother Damian. As you can see he has a way with words.”
"Nice to meet you Damian. I like your suit." Like most people Kate has heard of the youngest Wayne. Yet the child before her was nothing like the brat that the rumors and tabloids made him out to be. But she had to admit there was something... eerie about him. There was an intense look in his eye, like there was rage deep in his bones. His smile was forced, like he was wearing a mask. Then again she thought the same thing about Bruce, so maybe it just ran in the family.
He [Tim] then moved his hand over to Steph. “And this is Stephanie Brown. A good friend of the family.”
"Oh yes, I know. I didn't expect to see you here, cupcake." she said humorously to Steph. This was the last place she expected Steph to show up, she didn't exactly seem like the rich and snobby type. That's what Kate liked about her, she wasn't fake like the others. She didn't care about having the fastest sports car or the most expense dress from a designer who's name you can't pronounce. Kate was glad there was at least one familiar face here. "I didn't know you had friends in high places. Love the dress by the way."
The group continued to chat to the sound of world class musicians in the background, and Kate found herself having a better time than she expected. The overpriced food and drinks certainly didn't hurt. Red wine was always her personal favorite. But she couldn't shake this feeling like she was being watched, it sent a chill up her spine.
I'm gonna post tomorrow. I have a plan involving more people. anyone else willing?I'm not sure what's happening but I'm in.
Question: In all of your honest opinions, are the long posts daunting to the point of the tl;dr experience or are they perfectly viewable and desired?I'm fine with any sized post. The only thing with long posts, it takes me a while to read it all (and thus it takes me longer to respond).
buzz buzz Kate Kane awoke to the low hum of her phone vibrating. Her eyes opened to an unfamiliar ceiling and a unfamiliar penthouse. It took her half a second to remember how she got there. Beside her under the sheets a blonde girl stirred to find a comfortable position as Kate got up go answer her phone.
"Katherine, where are you? You're going to be late for the wedding."
"Grandma, the ceremony doesn't start for hours... yawn"
"Did you just wake up? What were you doing last night?"
"Uhh, I was just getting to know Natascha..."
"Who?"
"Natascha Yeshevsky, the Prima ballerina for the Moscow Ballet." she looked back to make sure she wasn't disturbing the ballerina's sleep.
"Yes, well, I'm glad to see you're being more social. Now hurry up dear, there are people you need to mingle with. You do have something nice to wear, right?"
"Yes grandma, I'll see you soon."
Kate whispered good morning to the half-sleeping beauty before returning to her home where she prepared to spend the rest of the day shaking hands and making small talk with Gotham's richest and most successful. It was either going to be very interesting, very boring, or some combination of the two. One thing about being a masked vigilante: you pick up the habit of suiting up fast. It didn't take her very long to get ready. Most of the time was spent eating breakfast and taking a shower.
Wayne Manor-the day of the wedding
When Kate arrived at the wedding she felt she arrived needlessly early, but she could bare it if it made her grandma happy. The valet was kind enough to park her red convertible Porsche, which didn't stand out that much amongst the limos and Lamborghini's. And so she went to greet her grandparents, the tiredness and exhaustion somehow magically wiped away.
"Katherine Rebecca Kane! What do you think you're wearing?" her grandma said with a gasp.
"Its a suit grandma, don't you think I look snazzy?" Kate couldn't help but smile. The suit she wore was anything but cheap. Everything down to the shoes was either imported or custom made. It hugged her curves perfectly, and accentuated her powerful yet elegant frame. The red lipstick added a nice little touch that emphasized her emerald eyes.
"I think you look very handsome, haha" her grandfather laughed heartily as he gave his granddaughter a hug.
"Are you trying to draw attention to yourself?"
"No, I'm just making sure I don't stay hidden."
After a little back-and-forth Kate's grandfather was able to calm her grandma down. Its wasn't that she didn't like dresses, actually she had quite a few in her wardrobe. She was just in a tuxedo kind of mood today. And there was just something satisfying about shattering people's expectations. So she continued to mingle and snack on the little hors d'oeuvres that waiters carried around on shiny silver plates. Until eventually her grandmother inevitably called her over to introduce her to another young rich bachelor.
"Katherine dear allow me to introduce you to Tim Drake, the CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Tim, this is my lovely granddaughter Katherine. Don't mind her audacious choice of wardrobe, she's still single you see, and doesn't have anyone to tame her rebellious side."
Kate rolled her eyes and fought the urge to retort her grandma's not-subtle-at-all introduction. Instead she just went along with it just enough to satisfy her grandma.
"Hi, just Kate is fine" she said, extending a hand out to Tim. "And I'm comfortably single, if I may add."
I'm still here, just haven't had time to read the glorious novellas you guys posted
Do any of you want to form a Skype group or utilize Titanpad for Plot and Brainstorming Purposes? This way, we can have another means for communing to share ideas.Yes please. Skype is easier for chatting, Titanpad is easier to save stuff. I'm fine with either.
So should we start transitioning over to the Wedding day?I vote yes.
Sorry for the doublepost, but does that mean the Commish is gonna try and break up Wayne Manor that night? It's gonna slowly become impossible to move onto the morning/day of wedding itself isn't it? XDMaybe he meant Gordon is gonna show up at the wedding? If there aren't any objections I'm gonna make a wedding-day post later tonight.
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