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23 January 2012 @ 02:02 pm
we'll meet again  
WHO: a cat burglar and a mob boss
WHERE: private room in the back of an Italian restaurant in the Bronx
WHEN: 23 Jan, evening
WARNINGS: nothing?
SUMMARY: Black Mask unwittingly hires Catwoman in disguise
FORMAT: words

Word had it that if a boss needed a heist done quietly and efficiently, Irena Dubrovna was the thief to hire. Currently, none of Black Mask's own mooks' credentials could compare with Dubrovna's reputation and the pay off if he managed to get those diamonds in his possession was too great to risk sending anything less than a professional.

And this would be the perfect opportunity to test Stefan Kinley's abilities.

He stood at a window, back to the door, looking out at the dark streets while waiting for her arrival. The two bodyguards in the room with him were maskless and silent--he'd been delighted to find not one but two burly mutes who needed work. It was an annoyance to jump from his position of the kingpin of Gotham to small fry again, but he knew what needed to be done. He'd risen to the top before and more importantly, he had the will to do what needed to be done.

First, a rising position in the food chain.

Then, Catwoman.
Catwoman: incognitomeowminx on January 23rd, 2012 07:22 pm (UTC)
Really, Selina had been lucky with the Irena Dubrovna alias. The fact that the City was crammed full of hero types meant that no one had pegged to the fact that those that Dubrovna stole for or from were often targeted by the white hats not too long after. It was simply the price of doing business here these days.

And now a new gang had gotten word to her of a job that needed doing. Fine, someone else to keep an eye on.

So Monday night, Irena Dubrovna found herself standing outside of the back of an Italian restaurant (so typical). Long red hair. Tinted glasses. A tactical outfit that was much more uniform than costume. 9mm handgun holstered at her side.

Edited at 2012-01-23 07:23 pm (UTC)
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: Ambient mofoebony_mask on January 23rd, 2012 07:34 pm (UTC)
A business suit wearing mook silently led her inside, past the noisy kitchen and down a dim corridor. He knocked three times in succession, whereupon one of the bodyguards opened the door. The mook gestured for her to enter.
Catwoman: little bit dangerousmeowminx on January 23rd, 2012 07:52 pm (UTC)
"Irena" followed, eyes on her surrounds as always. That wasn't something she had to fake, at least.
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: Like a bossebony_mask on January 23rd, 2012 08:27 pm (UTC)
Roman turned from the window at the sound of her voice, removing his hands from his pockets and scrutinizing her with eyes that burned dully.

"Glad of you to make it, Miss Dubrovna. My name is Black Mask and I would like to extend a business opportunity to you."
Catwoman: oh shimeowminx on January 23rd, 2012 08:46 pm (UTC)
That, Selina was not expecting. It took all her self control not to pull her gun and shoot him in the head a third time. As it was, her jaw dropped and her hand definitely twitched towards her piece.

And then she remembered where she was and who she was supposed to be. "Apologies." The faux accent came out much thicker than usual. "You are... imPort?"
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: Pimpin' ain't easyebony_mask on January 23rd, 2012 10:00 pm (UTC)
Reactions such as hers weren't an unusual occurrence. Even in a town of imPorts, skullheads were rare, and blackened ones? He held the monopoly on that distinction. He inwardly smirked.

"I am."

He retrieved his cigar from the ashtray on a nearby table and lit it, taking a puff before continuing, using the pause to observe her casually.

"Your talents come recommended, Miss Dubrovna."
Catwoman: disguisemeowminx on January 23rd, 2012 10:19 pm (UTC)
She nodded, a short quick jerk of her head. The less she spoke, the less chance there was of Roman recognizing her voice. It was clear he had a job for Irena, and the quicker she found out what it was, the quicker she could get the hell out of here.
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: Pimps up hos downebony_mask on January 23rd, 2012 10:32 pm (UTC)
Quiet and to the point. He liked that. Had he lips, he would have given her a wide smile.

"There's a shipment of diamonds coming in this week; I want you to get to them before they get to their intended destination."

He flicked some ash into the tray.

"The quieter, the better. I'd prefer no one get killed over this, but I won't be shedding any tears over a little blood, if it comes to that. Can you swing that?"
Catwoman: burning downmeowminx on January 23rd, 2012 11:25 pm (UTC)
Diamonds. Oh how ironic. That was what had started the whole thing. It would be tempting to walk off with the lot, but the information to be gained was much more valuable.

"Yes. You have details?"
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: Marlboro Reds yoebony_mask on January 24th, 2012 01:10 am (UTC)
He picked up an envelope from the table and handed it to her.

"You'll find all the pertinent information inside. Payment will be upon delivery."
Catwoman: breathemeowminx on January 24th, 2012 03:30 am (UTC)
She opens the envelope to examine the contents, making sure that her reading didn't distract her from her company.

"And the delivery location?"
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: SSSSebony_mask on January 24th, 2012 04:26 am (UTC)
"Woodlawn Cemetery will be the rendezvous point."

He took another puff on the cigar, the heavy smoke curling around his charred head.

"Don't disappoint me, Miss Dubrovna."
Catwoman: lightning roarsmeowminx on January 24th, 2012 04:38 am (UTC)
Selina stared at him through her tinted glasses, the envelope clamped tight in her hand. "I have no plans to, Mr. Mask."
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: I can see your nipplesebony_mask on January 24th, 2012 04:55 am (UTC)
There was an audible smile in his voice, with perhaps just a hint of sadism.

"Good. Any questions?"
Catwoman: coldmeowminx on January 24th, 2012 05:22 am (UTC)
She was silent for a moment. A moment where she again contemplated shooting him. "No."

She'd do the job, get what intel she could. And then maybe it would be time for that vacation Zee had suggested.
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: Hustlin'ebony_mask on January 24th, 2012 05:41 am (UTC)
He extended his hand to shake.

"Very good. We'll be in touch, Miss Dubrovna."
Catwoman: glovesmeowminx on January 24th, 2012 05:49 am (UTC)
It took all of her strength to reach out and grasp his hand in return. At least she was wearing gloves.

"Very good."
ROMAN SIONIS | BLACK MASK: It's your lucky day!ebony_mask on January 24th, 2012 06:36 am (UTC)
After giving it a firm, professional shake, he dropped her hand, then nodded in the direction of the door. He was pleased at how the meeting went, his mood evident in his tone and body language.

"One of my boys will show you out."