12884/Old Acquaintances are Not Forgot!

Old Acquaintances are Not Forgot!
Date of Scene:	25 September 2022
Location:	Blake House
Synopsis:	Artemis sees Thomas and gets some unlooked for help.
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Blake, Artemis Crock

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Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake had decided against showing up in Baby Tigress' digs. That might very well end up with her nailing him to a wall. Instead he got in, being careful not to cause damage. He left a little cards, block printed with a sharpie, "I'm in yur fortres. Com to my place. We hazz chese bergers. LOL." Because he liked being a smart ass more than he resented the implication an uplifted cat was only semi-literate. He'd signed it with a little cat face, sticking its tongue out. He was pretty sure she'd want to know what the hell he was doing before throwing arrows his way. Besides, he had a furry early warning system at his feet, snoozing. So he watched Gray Ghost and drank some bottled water.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock was being extra cautious these days. Afterall, the League of Assasins was back in town and they were onto her. Maybe her guise at Tigress would attract more attention and so she decided to come in her civvies. If she's gonna make an ally of Catman, may as well come straight, right?

And so she steps up to the front door, hastily ringing the bell, glancing around nervously. Without her costume she still stands out as a half Vietnamese girl with long blonde hair, though not as long as when she's in costume. Dressed in an orange shirt and pants, she at least doesn't look like she's here to start a fight even if there's a faint tigress vibe going on with all that orange.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake looks down at the tiger. The beast merely twitched an ear. But he was up and at the door at the first knock. He yanks it open and looks around fast. "Get in!" He holds the door behind her and the tiger is instantly at his side. He brushes past Artemis, a silent and deadly shadow. "Rasputin... guard." The kill command was too much for now. He didn't want Ras killing a townie or fan.

He regards Artemis with a smile that seems genuine.

"What the fuck did you do, to get so much heat on you? Know this: you are a kid after my own heart. But... why?"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock arches a brow at him, and smirks, stepping quickly in without hesitation. "Good to see you too, kitty.."she shrugs, "So yeah, I'm Artemis. May as well drop the masks for now. As for what I did? Well...That's a long story. Let's just say I'm one of the good guys now, and not everyone is happy about it." emphasis on the 'now' part. She's still hiding a lot. "Anyway, forget that, you sent me a weird note, what's that all about?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake puts a large hand on the wall on either side of Artemis. "Darlin' the kind of heat I hear is not good for your health or those around you. You think they won't screw with your mom in the joint? They can and will. But, one thing at a time. Thank you for coming to see me." He releases his grip on the wall. and indicates the living room. He precedes her there and reaches behind the couch to produce a large backpack. He sets it on the coffee table. "I want to see Paula out of the joint. Given her injuries, she can qualify for compassionate release. This will help you get it. This is for her and you and your family -whoever. I suggest you deposit it and get Nelson and Murdock or Jen Walters. Ms. Walters is also an Avenger. I'd go with Nelson and or Murdock. Open it up."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock frowns, shaking g her head. "You should know how it is, being an ex villain yourself. It's hard to know who you can trust. Especially when even your family might be your worst enemy." her voice almost breaks, there is pain in her eyes as she says that and clearly she's in this deeper then she's letting off.

"Anyway I'm here now so.." oh but Art never even considered the repercussions on her mom. She's in more danger in the slammer than before, especially once Taloa Al Ghul discovers who she really is. Still, she is surprised at the money. "Huh what's this? Where did you get it?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake huffs. "None of your business. It's all legal tender. Your mom helped a few of us out and we threw a little soiree, with music. It was a benefit of sorts. Use it, get your mom out and as for the heat from the League, I will see what I can do. I have a favor owed me... sort of. Maybe. One day some kid full of vinegar will take a shot at you. Let them live. That's all I ask. Is that a deal you can live with?"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock rolls her eyes, glaring back at him. "Oh really, are you for real? I mean, I just showed you my true identity, the least you can do is tell me what you're planning. I don't need dirty money." she shrugs, "Besides, then I'll have to pay you back..Are you really so generous that you'd just willingly hand over all this money? I mean..Does my mom really mean that much to you?" and there's the kicker, but she was kiiinda expecting something a bit more..Extreme.

"Wait what? A kid with vinegar? Are you joking?"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake rubs the bridge of his nose. "Dirty money is like an evil gun. Money is not clean or dirty for what it's worth. Its uses are good or evil. Take this and get your mom out. Yes kid full of vinegar or crazy chica. You shot at me with an arrow. That's hardly routine." He pushes the money towards her. "It'd be great if everything was black and white. That is a frigging comic book. Take it, get your mom out. At least go ask someone you trust what to do. As for what does she mean to me... you know how much money I've wasted on absolute bullshit or selfish reasons in my rotten life? Maybe this my way to redeem myself. You should know, I got a couple good guys to risk their necks helping me get this money. They thought it was a good mission. You should know, a bunch of really bad guys threw in because they thought getting your mom out was worthwhile. They found it in their hearts to donate. So, kid, maybe you don't know everything about the world. Be a pity if a good woman got killed to prove your high morality."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock bites her lip, staring at the bag of money. "I guess I'd be a fool to turn this down, huh." she smiles weakly. "But I prefer to make my own way.." still, can she afford to be picky in desperate times? It's not like she can make much money in a short space of time on her skimpy waitress job. "Alright then.." she sighs, grabbing the bag tightly.

"So..Some kid with vinegar huh, that's incredibly random but I guess it'll have to do..I don't have time to be picky where my mom is concerned."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake says, "There's no strings on this. Get her out then make your piece with the methods if you must. I'm trying to be a friend to you. You're making it very hard. I admit you have reason to be suspicious of me. I'm a wack job with a tiger who still looks shady part of the time. But I never conned anyone, or screwed an associate over. Ask your mom. We stayed in touch for a while. Now... do you know who crippled her?" His bright eyes turn fevered suddenly. No transition.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock nods slowly, "I understand...Thanks for that. I will keep her safe, I promise." No more sarcasm from her, she's all serious now. "I'm gonna believe you, if only because my mom believed in you..And because, like me, you're an ex villain trying to make amends." as for who dud this to her mom she sighs, "I don't really know to be honest, I'm still trying to figure it out.."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake puts his hand on her shoulder. "Well she trusted me. Believing in me was a little strong, maybe. Be careful out there. I'll look in on you from time to time. And don't go on with people about me being reformed and making amends. A villain may be who you need right now. I'll see what I can find out. There is on person I know who has some influence in the shadier areas of the world."