20350/Thieving Trash Removal

Thieving Trash Removal
Date of Scene:	31 March 2025
Location:	An abandoned strip mall.
Synopsis:	Catwoman and Ivy make sure punks know their place.
Cast of Characters:	Pamela Isley, Selina Kyle

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Pamela Isley has posed:
    Poison Ivy is in her 'work clothes' that landed her in Arkham more than once. The leaves covering her as a one piece and some green tights over her legs. "So this is where those thieves are that are causing problems?" Looking over at Selina as they keep to the shadows not far away from an abandoned strip mall that clearly has had several rounds of squatters in it. "So what did they do to get you mad at them?" Ivy's green eyes turning to seek out Selina's own.

Selina Kyle has posed:
Selina is also in her work clothes, in this case black leather with cowl and goggles. Among other equipment. "So it would seem." she replies, letting out a light trill on the 'mmmm'. It's an affectation she picks up whenever she is in costume. Then she turns to look at Ivy. "What did they do? They -stole- from one of my marks. Mine!" She wrinkle her nose a moment, then continues. "You know how hard I've worked to keep up my reputation? I won't have any half-brained idiots trying to copy me."

Pamela Isley has posed:
THe little sound makes Ivy smile for a bit. "Oh dear. Stealing cream from the cat. That's definitely not wise." She motions to the woman, "So want to do this your way or should I go in with the perfume? Maybe a bit of the two. I could try and coat your whip in something. You are pretty covered, so should be safe from its affects.

Selina Kyle has posed:
For a moment, Selina almost looks annoyed by the feline metaphor. But if she is annoyed, she lets it slide. One must indulge Ivy, after all. "You go in from one side and I'll go in from the other. We'll meet in the middle. No bodies, no bloodshed." Which does, of course, leave a lot of open space in between.

Pamela Isley has posed:
    "Sounds good to me. I'll take the left side," as she starts to head out of the dark shadows for the place Catwoman told her about. She starts to put more slink in her walk, fluffs out her hair and says, "Too bad we don't have someone donating to the compost." Still she notices some weeds growing around the area and is already making them grow. She lets her babies warn her, "Looks like they are five in there, Catwoman."

Selina Kyle has posed:
    "I got the right." Catwoman replies, uncoiling the whip as the two separate in the shadows. Hearing Ivy make the comment about compost, Selina turns and points. Even with the goggles on, Ivy can almost imagine those eyebrows lifting accusingly. "No compost." she repeats. "Five. Give me a sec with this lock." Fingers flex and claws extend. Crouching, it takes her all of ten seconds with the lock. Then she turns and gives a nod.

Pamela Isley has posed:
    "Fine. No compost. Even if it sounds they deserve it." Ivy reaches into the small pouch on one thigh and gets out several darts. "I will put them to sleep easily enough." She waits for Catwoman to open up her door and then she goes ahead and rushes in. Looks like she got lucky and only has the two jerks on her side. This means Selina is lucky enough to take on three guys at once. Most of them are sitting at a table counting money and fighting over who gets what jewelry they have. One guy looks like he's pretty stoned and the last is kicking back some beers and messing on his phone. "Amateurs."

Selina Kyle has posed:
    Catwoman bursts in through the door, whip lashing out with a <crack> almost immediately to disarm one of the goons. She tumbles forward, giving the whip a tug and sweep-kicking a second... still on her way inside. This is going to go quickly.

Pamela Isley has posed:
    It takes about five and a half seconds. Ivy's dart has one snoring in moments and leaves her an easy target with the stoned man to knock him out. The fight wasn't even enough to count as a warmup for Catwoman either. The five men are soon laying about and knocked out. "I am happy for a girls night out, Catwoman. Though I doubt you needed me for this." She dusts her hands off and is crouching down where one of spring's early flowers is trying to grow, helping to coax it along some. "So you going to leave them to the cops or shall we get more creative somehow?" She has no skin in this game, she was just company.

Selina Kyle has posed:
    The whip cracks and claws slash, the two women meeting in the middle of the room in no time, flat. Selina looks around, coiling her whip. "I don't even recognize any of these idiots." she declares. "I think we need to send a message." Pause. "And hang them up by their ankles before calling the police." Selina looks at Ivy, then adds. "You should do the honors, I think. It'll confuse Gotham's finest if you work against the bad guys every now and then."

Pamela Isley has posed:
    Ivy gets a smile closer to the ones she had in her Arkham days, "What kind of message. We could have some real fun if you are in the mood." She is already having some vines grow to start gathering the men by their ankles. "Don't want your claw marks to add to the prey, Catwoman?" It is but moments before the goons are tied up, their loot left there for the cops and the two women can leave. "Let's get some tea shall we?" The darkness swallowing their forms from any prying eyes.