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Oct. 9th, 2014


In which Ra's checks on a few people.

[All in small, neat script.]

[Locked to "Colombe"]
[As "Gray"]

Are you enjoying yourself?

[Locked to Siren]

Countess. Managing to evade them so far?

[Locked to Bruce W.]


Sep. 17th, 2014


siren likes her new friends

[public as Siren]

So lovely having company down here. The things they have accomplished in death were more than they ever could manage in life.

Sep. 6th, 2014


siren is sad ra's is gone

[Public AS SIREN]

My king is gone. The bunnies must feel so safe in their beds.

Sep. 3rd, 2014


siren finds a thing

Who: Siren
When: Recently
Where: Sewers
What: Siren finds a man's soul
Warnings: creeeepppyy

She cooed and touched his squishy skin that practically fell off on her fingers like delicate fish. )

Sep. 2nd, 2014


In which some promises are fulfilled.

[Delivery to Selina K, at her Chinatown apartment]

Cut for body parts )

[Locked to Siren]

Time to go underground, Countess.

[Locked to Colombe]
[As "Gray."]


Aug. 24th, 2014


Public, ETA: Siren

If I had known that a few of you were going to spend so much time beating people up, I would have hired you instead. Do everyone a favor though and leave them dead. Leaving them with a permanently injured will only tie up more resources that you don't have.

I hope you enjoyed your trip to City Hall.

ETA: [Locked to Siren]

Are you enjoying yourself, Countess?

Aug. 22nd, 2014



[It was wonderful how the mood changed the moment Siren walked to the Greenhouse gates. Birds chirped, insects flickered and there was so much green. Before, in her life of piggies and working hard for nothing, Siren never took a second to appreciate the gentle touch of leaves against her skin. She never took a moment to say hello to wandering grasshoppers. Life now was so rich and full of life. When she was in the sewers, she could smell grass and lovely even if it was just the chemicals playing a trick on her. But, here. Here it was real even she knew that.

Draped in red she found on a dead rich woman's body, Siren moved as quietly as one could while dragging a half-alive man. Through the man's chest was a giant meat hook and Siren held the chain as she pulled his surprisingly light (some rich men were so small) body through the glades and green and mists.]

Hello, I've arrived for our garden party! [Siren called brightly out into the trees, up towards the fading glass walls of the greenhouse.] I hope your plants like my present. [The man gave out a gurgling scream, which she shushed accordingly. Chidingly to the dying man:] Don't want to upset the daisies.


Public, ETA: Siren


Riddle me this, Gotham,
Who's protecting you now?

And before you call your friends, I'd be very careful who you invite over. They might take something back with them.

[Locked to Siren]

Are you hungry, Countess?

Aug. 18th, 2014


siren's late night call

[Public as Siren]

Commissioner. Aren't you missing a few piggies?

Aug. 17th, 2014


log: ra's/siren at gotham docks

[Gotham Sewers were a paradise for those with wanderlust. Swimming deep, deep lead to ancient cities filled with bodies of those who thought they could buy their way to happiness. Naked and so clean from the baptism she took in chemicals, she needed a new suit that didn't have anything to do with officers and flashing lights and struggle. The time for that was over. Now began an era of fiction, stories and fairy tales until her dying breath. This dead, underground city would teach her its ways. How to see the world in bronze and beauty. She found a dress clinging to a skeleton, so she shook those bones clean and claimed it as her own.

The dress was etched black on her body and her hair was put up in a mess of inky tentacles. She walked towards the sea until she heard the grinding machinery of worker men and she felt hungry. A rusty song from a time long dead played over the radio of one of the boys working the docks and it made her body sway from the sewers below. Under them she spun, black stretching into murky black and she saw the flowers this dress was buried in. She saw the webs connecting everything to nothing.

Slowly, she climbed from the sewer and walked over to the mobster with the radio. Thin, dripping fingers turned the music louder and when he tried to scream, the man seemed momentarily transfixed by the ghostly beauty before him.]

I recognize you from a different life. [She said, voice wet with echo. He was part of the Falcone family, wasn't he? Arrested for small, stupid charges and bailed with big money. The police couldn't get their hands on him, but she could. She was the daughter of the river. She whispered:] Now, you belong to me, little lamb. [Then stuck a large knife into his chest, ripped down and drank the blood that sprang out. The man screamed and alerted the two others guarding cargo. She smiled blood red at them, took the dead man's gun and shot them down.] You made me ruin your yummy meat, turkeys. [Siren told one of the dead men, smiling at his open, glass eyes.] Cut off a wing before it spoils? Such a smart birdie. [She brandished the knife and went to work.]


winnie comes out to play

Who: Winnie O'Hara
When: Recently
Where: Gotham sewers
What: turning rogue just in time for ra's party
Warnings: gruesome

When was the last time you felt good? )

Aug. 13th, 2014



[As Pamela I]

The greenhouse is looking a little sparse after my absence.

Please don't tell me there's people with sticky fingers wandering around.

Aug. 10th, 2014



[Private to Allison A.]

I don't know if this is the door you want to run away to. Aren't teen wolves exciting enough?

Aug. 8th, 2014


winnie: jim/holly

[Private to Jim G.]

Sir, I think it's time to put a new combo lock on the bat signal.

[Private to Holly R.]

Holly? My name is Detective Winnie O'Hara. I want to ask you a few questions and before you ask, no it has nothing to do with your record.

Jul. 26th, 2014




Hello, Gotham.

[Private to GPD]

My name is Winnie O'Hara and I was a detective in Vegas. I have proof and I'm willing to go through any tests or training you deem necessary. Honestly, I really just want to get to work.