Criminal Harlot!!!!

Closed RP don't post.

Damian Wayne played by King of the Klondike


Mary Kelly played by Mads

Damian pulled on his trenchcoat after adjusting the bat eared cowl on his head. It was time for the nightly patrol. After going to school and studying all night he had been looking to break a criminal or two's face. His teacher had not approved of his final paper topic and had given him an F. Criminals needed to beware as he would not be going easy on them tonight. Walking over to his "Batbike" he mounted it before revving it up and shooting forward along the secret entrance out into Gotham City. What he wasn't prepared for tonight was a chance encounter that would change him for either better or the worse.

Mary jumped to the ground from the dumpster that was pushed against the wall in the alley. She looked at the man, who honestly looked a little surprised. She smoothed out her leather pants, rubbing at the small patch of dirt that happened to make it's way onto the pants. The man didn't smile, which she knew was because of the mask that was on her face. She gave an evil grin, walking closer to the man. her heels clicking softly behind her. Her plan was working perfectly.

@ King of the Klondike

@ Mads.
Damian had already strung up a couple of gangbaners and left them for the police. Sooner or later people would recognize him as Nighthawk from his costume versus as his father who was still king of the streets. He knew there would be a day where he and his brothers would once again battle for the cowl when his father passed. Damian got a beep on his ear piece. "Mugging in an alley two blocks from you." Oracle crackled over his earpiece. "On it." he growled as he peeled off into an uninhabited alley. Grabbing his grapple gun he shot it onto a rooftop and zipped up. He parkoured over to the building that stood in front of the alleyway and looked down. Some woman in an costume was robbing some guy. Damian launched a few batarangs before hopping down beside her. He looked at the victim. "Get out of here!" he growled before looking back at the costumed lady. "what do we have here? A Catwoman copycat?"

The man ran out of the alley, causing Mary to lose her prey. She looked at the hero who caused this with a glare. She had been able to dodge the batarangs, thankfully. She turned her head sideways, raising her eyebrows. This was the batboy. The Dark Knight's son. Just was she intended to happen. "Says the batboy." she shot back, grinning. She placed a hand on her hip to seem as if she was relaxed, but she was ready to strike if needed. She looked at him through her mask that only covered her eyes, "The name's, well, that shouldn't matter. I'll keep that a secret for now. The less you know, the better." she said, feeling a devious smirk spread across her lips. She waited for his response, hoping she had at least gotten a little underneath his skin.

@ King of the Klondike

@ Mads.
Damian could tell that she was trying to get under his skin. It wasn't working. Despite the fact that his understanding of women was next to nothing he could still handle some trash talk from some random harlot. "Think you can get to me?" he growled through his voice changer. "I was killing scores of men before you understood what the send button on a cellphone was!" His grip tightened as he measured the situation. She would try to bounce up the walls but she could run out the alleyway. If she jumped up he could get her if he acted quickly enough. "So, do you want to give yourself up? Or do you want to give me a little bit of a challenge?" he asked her as one hand wrapped around his net gun.

@ King of the Klondike
Mary gave a dry laugh, "Oh, honey, that may be true, but I watched the best; learned from her. I know things, sweetheart. Things that you only wish to know." she said, grabbing for on of her caltrops. It was exactly like the one Catwoman had carried with her. Mary had it especially made to be like hers. "I'm up for a little fun." she replied, twirling her brunette hair between her gloved fingers. She was ready for a fight, and if not that, at least some fun. She was ready to strike. She flipped backwards as she had seen Selina do many times, getting herself into position like she had when she practiced. You could say she was a fan.

@ Mads.
Damian smirked and shot off a net that cut off the exit to the alleyway. Now the only way she could go was up. Launching himself forward he swung his fist at her. Normally he had a thing against punching women but he would have to make an exception this time around. This woman was exactly like Selina back in her catwoman days. Damian was almost a little disappointed in her. "Surrender or feel the pain!" he yelled as he was inches away from slamming into her.

@ King of the Klondike
"I would say I'd rather feel the pain, but technically, that's what you will be doing." she said, trying to duck out of the way as quickly as possible. She was a little late in doing so, feeling his fist collide with her shoulder. It hurt quite, but she'd never admit that. She had felt way worse, considering who trained her. She retaliated by attempting to sweep his legs out from underneath him. She crouched down, sweeping her leg around.

@ Mads.
Damian felt her sweep his legs out from underneath him. He countered by throwing his arms out pushing against the ground allowing him to twist and fall onto his feet. "I was raised by pain. It means nothing!" he yelled as he pulled out and shot his grapple gun at her. The rope wrapped around her waist and Damian pressed the button to pull her towards him. He prepared to strike with a closed palm hit. Enough to make her wince and fall over. Not enough to break anything. He could wrap this up in one more punch. "It's over." he whispered as he lashed out.