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Post by Falcon on Dec 10, 2003 15:36:28 GMT -5
Falcon jumped from building to building. Nothing was going on tonight....Robin was busy, Batgirl was busy, and even Batman was working on a case that he thought was a 'bit over her head' so sher was left to her own devices and...by herself. Nothing to do.
She sighed and sat down on a nearby building. "O? Is there ANYTHING going on that tonight that I can do?"
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Post by DarkMoon on Dec 10, 2003 17:34:56 GMT -5
Catwoman quickly moved from rooftop to rooftop until she reached her destination, the museum.
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Catwoman stood inside the dark museum, slowly moving about, making sure not to trip an alarm or other security device.
As she walked through the long hallways, all she could hear was the tapping of her heel hitting the floor.
Her lips curved into a grin. She stood in front of an exhibit, a cat exhibit of Ancient Egypt. She started for the cat statue, but immediately stopped, and turned her head, thinking she heard a noise.
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Post by Falcon on Dec 10, 2003 17:42:03 GMT -5
Falcon remained in the shadows and pressed herself against a wall that was out of Catwomans sight. Maybe she sould have told the others when she had first caught sight of Catwoman sneaking into the meuseum....but it was to late for that now.
She pulled out a batarang, remaining hidden, and waiting for the right time to make her move. She hadn't ever gone agianst Catwoman before This should be intresting.
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Post by DarkMoon on Dec 10, 2003 17:53:03 GMT -5
Now convinced that no one was around, or atleast anyone who could pose a possible threat, Catwoman focused on the prize.
Reaching for the statue, she noticed the lack of security. "This is too easy," she commented to herself.
With one swift motion, she grabbed the statue, and tucked it under her arm. With one last glance, she looked around the empty museum, then headed to the way out of the crime scene.
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Post by Falcon on Dec 10, 2003 17:56:48 GMT -5
But a bat-bola whipped out of the dark and quickly wrapped around Selena Kyles ankles, triping her. "Sorry. Museum hours are -a.m. to ten p.m. You'll have to comeback later." A voice wisecracked from the shadows.
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Post by DarkMoon on Dec 10, 2003 18:06:35 GMT -5
Catwoman was taken by surprise, and fell hard onto the floor, but still able to hold onto the statue. Her eyes narrowed, and she quickly stood up, in a defensive stance.
Looking for the source that tripped her, she called out, "And who plans on enforcing this?" she scoffed, half-sarcastic.
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Post by Falcon on Dec 10, 2003 18:12:19 GMT -5
"Well....theres the Museum Security, the Manager, the police." Falcon stepped stealthly out of the shadows from behind Catwoman into the light of the light of the sky-light; Why did places like these ALWAYS have skylights; Holiding a Batarang defensively. "And then theres me. Falcon. A good deal more of better sight than those doughnut loving lazy dudes that didn't even notice you sneaking in here."
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Post by DarkMoon on Dec 10, 2003 19:43:28 GMT -5
Catwoman turned to face the figure from which the comments came from. She didn't exactly recognize who this person was, but listened. Catwoman smirked, trying to hold back her laugh. "Falcon?" Catwoman questioned. "I suppose you think you can stop me?" Raising her brow, she continued, in a mocking tone, "If the police were able to stop me, I wouldn't be here..." Catwoman started, throwing her hands up in defeat of this verbal argument. She reached for her cat-o-nine tails and struck it at Falcon.
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Post by Falcon on Dec 11, 2003 13:51:26 GMT -5
"Why not? I HAVE had the best of teachers" Falcon backflipped out of the way but the cat-o-nine tails managed to wrap around her right ankle. She hissed in pain but pulled it towards her as she came to land back on her feet, hoping to take catwoman off balance.
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Post by DarkMoon on Dec 12, 2003 15:33:17 GMT -5
Catwoman smirked, "Ahh, so you're still the student," she commented, emphasizing student. Catwoman predicted that Falcon would try and retaliate, so as Falcon pulled on the whip, Catwoman pulled harder, then slightly let go, hoping to cause Falcon to lose balance. "As much as I would love to stay and teach the student a lesson, this is starting to get tiresome." Catwoman commented, snapping her wrist, taking her cat-o-nine tails back.
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