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« Last post by Serris on June 28, 2025, 01:10:21 AM »
(Gotham City Yacht Club)
Mr. Walker/King opened the door to the shipboard art gallery, which while small, had a collection of statues, tapestries, paintings, and all other variety of arts. There were also a few well-dressed guests admiring the exhibits as well.
"Now then, Miss Tan," he said. "Please feel free to peruse the artwork. I'm sure you'll find something to your fancy. On that note, feel free to ask any of us if you wish to acquire a reproduction of anything you see."
He then turned to a well-dressed man with a glass of wine in his hand. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to finish your beverage before you enter."
The man peered past King laid his eyes on a portrait of Bunny Vreeland. The famous actress was dressed in her signature red cocktail dress with a fur stole. The expression the artist depicted her with was that signature alluring smile that captivated Gotham men for decades. "That's a reproduction! The real one's in the Gotham Museum of Arts."
"Yes, you are correct," King said. "All the art inside the gallery are reproductions, but they are still very expensive and high quality artworks. As such, food and beverages are not permitted inside."
The man fumed but headed topside. King then turned to Dana. "I apologize for that interruption. I would love to give you a private art appreciation session, but I do have some networking opportunities to attend. Good day," he said as he also headed topside, leaving her with the other guests.
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Melanie's suite onboard the yacht was a luxurious room with a plush bed, as well as a pair of ornate chairs and a desk that each cost more than the monthly paychecks of most Gothamites. The closet contained clothing and shoes from Gotham's high end fashion houses.
"So, what do you think?" Melanie asked as she took a seat on one of the chairs.
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(Laffalympics Village)
Inque's disguise would have worked perfectly, if it were not for a clumsy server who was busy carrying water to some of the exercising toons. He stumbled over a discarded energy drink can that one of the competitors had left behind. Thankfully, he managed to keep his footing but in the process upended an entire bucket of water onto the "GCPD Officer".
"I'm sorry, Off—." The words died on his lips as he saw the clothing of "police officer" run like paint. His heart leapt into his throat as he scrambled to his feet and ran to one of the emergency stations. He slammed the call button with trembling fingers.
As the water temporarily disabled Inque's shapeshifting powers (and she was alone) she decided that the best way to deal with the situation was to dispose of the interloper.
Just before a razor edged liquid tentacle cleaved the man in half, he managed to get out a single word: Inque.
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As was promised, by Commissioner Gordon, some firefighters with their hoses charged were stationed outside Stripetail's home — both as protection from Inque as well as any arson attempts.
There was also the Agni Kai Stadium, which was designed for all sorts of fire sports — magical and mundane. As a result, the stadium was completely built of nonflammable materials and protected by powerful mounted water cannons and a water deluge system to minimize the risk of accidents.
Not knowing who Inque was targeting, the guards as well as the GCPD officers were evacuating to the Agni Kai Stadium. Thanks to the threat being Inque, the stadium's water deluge system was on full blast, forcing the evacuees to run through what amounted to a localized monsoon.
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A GCPD officer knocked on the door to Stripetail's study.
(OOC - I'll assume my living planes are patrolling Gotham.)