thoughtformed | video, fwd dated to tomorrow night

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video, fwd dated to tomorrow night

[ It's a woman in a styilized sort of domino mask, a pair of what looks to be cat ears on top of her head, bright red lips curved into a crooked smile.

She's sitting in the rafters somewhere, a gilded chain with an impossibly large diamond hanging off the end of it threaded through her fingers, and she's got it raised up, examining it. ] Pity it'll be hard to fence stuff here. How's a girl gonna eat if she can't make any money? And making it so easy for me, too. [ A small tsk. ] It's almost like you're teasing me. [ She pouts, and then her head quickly turns to glance off screen, and she grins, standing up and stuffing the necklace into a bag. There's shouting, and a scream. ] Time to go. Good night, New Moore.

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Points for the costume, at least.

Is that all I get points for?

If you're looking to be congratulated on a simple theft,
I'm afraid you may find your audience lacking.

This was just a warmup.

Undoubtedly.

While the Bat's away, the Cat will play?

The Cat will play whenever she damn well pleases, regardless of the status of the Bat.

Selina. We should talk.

Mother told me never to talk to strangers.

We're not strangers. But the island makes things awkward, and even my computer security isn't absolute.

Best view in the city, the witching hour, tonight. If you're not there, the authorities get an anonymous tip about the theft. I'd rather not play games.

[ Well, you know what they say about cats and curiosity. She'll show up anyway. ] You'll have to tell me where. I'm new.

I'm sure you could find it.

The television broadcast tower.

Promise to make it interesting?

Like I said. We're not strangers.

[ She raises an eyebrow, but the feed is ended there. Selina takes her time to ponder over this-- and of course curiosity gets the better of her, so at midnight she's there on the roof of the building, perched casually on one of the ledges, passing the time by watching (and taking mental notes on) the nightlife of the city. ]

[Tim approached the building from the opposite side. If she was focused on the view -- and who wouldn't be? it was why he always came here -- it would up the chances that he could sneak up on her. He had no real motive for a stealth approach, not really -- but it made a good impression, and it was good for morale. Robins and Cats tended to compete for attention, so by now it was reflex.

The moment she's in view, he frowns. The woman on the edge of the roof is too young, too slender to be the Selina he's familiar with. Which means... well. He's not sure yet.]

Right on time.

Actually, you're late. [ She raises an eyebrow over the mask, turning to face him when he approaches. Selina stands up on the ledge, and then steps down proper onto the roof, crossing her arms. What the hell was he even wearing? ] That's a little flashy, don't you think?

I meant you were on time. As for flashy... the best toys always are.

[He sweeps forward, the cape making the motion more dramatic -- like the villain in an opera, maybe. He's stalling, trying to figure out how to handle this. This is either a young Selina, or someone from another timeline, the way Artemis was. He hadn't counted on that. Either way, there's no recognition in her eyes -- it isn't just the new costume. He's willing to bet she hasn't seen a Robin before at all.]

We haven't met before. But we've got a mutual acquaintance.

[He hopes.]

Do we. [ She's visibly unimpressed and maybe even a little bored. What was this kid, some kind of Batman wannabe? She chuckles a bit, and sits down on the ledge, crossing her legs. ] So who are you then?

Red Robin. And believe me, I've heard all the cat and bird jokes.

[He doesn't try to make it sound imposing. After a moment, he's finished his rapid recalculation of how he wants this to play out - although, whether this Selina is familiar or not, he expects her to familiarly throw a wrench in his plan.]

I'm not going to waste your time with threats, or blackmail, or warnings about what you should and shouldn't do here. I know better than to try to her a cat. We can inconvenience each other... but we don't have to. Much.

Keep talking. [ Sitting up a little straighter, Selina narrowed her eyes, keeping her gaze level on him. He talks like he knows her, but she's pretty sure she's never seen him before in her life.

She'd remember a kid in a cowl trying to play Batman. ]

I know where the island government keeps its secrets... and I can't get in. And I know who's going to be looking for you, if you stir things up... how they'd be watching for you, and how they'll hunt you.

[ A thick swallow. ] And?

We do each other favors. Finding out what secrets the government is keeping is good for both of us. And keeping you up on island surveillance techniques is, too, if it means I get to keep an ace in the hole for any other exercises with... mutual benefits.

[Jack is going to kill him for this.]

[ She takes a little bit to think this over, folding her hands in her lap, and musing to herself. She gets an in on what technology she has to learn to over come here, and in return he gets someone who... can help him out some how? ] What's the catch?

The security on government buildings is good. By our standards. And if you attract more attention than I can deflect, some of the people hunting for you are going to delegate to me.

[He's meeting Jack for coffee tomorrow to talk. He doesn't think it's very likely that he'll go back to Torchwood, but even so, he'd offered to freelance if they needed it. This was... a balancing act.]

It's a delicate balance.

So in other words, [ She says, her voice an amused purr that is probably familiar to him. ] I stay out of your way, and you'll stay out of mine. I think I can handle that.

Glad to hear it.

[Tim walks back to the edge of the roof, looking out over the city.]

I'm not going to leave you a way to get in touch with me. You're creative. If we need to talk again, I'm sure you'll find a way to catch my eye.

[He glanced back over his shoulder.]

And I'm always watching. So if I need to get in touch with you...

[For something that could be an implied threat, it comes out dry but still friendly.]

There's plenty of things for a young lady to enjoy that doesn't involve taking things that aren't hers. There's a lot to be said about an honest wage.

There's a lot to be said about a dishonest one, too.

Oh I've been there, and trust me, it's easier the other way. Though a lot less sexy, which is unfortunate.

Captain Jack Harkness. I don't suppose I'll be getting your name?

Don't presume to know what I've been through.

I don't. How could I know? I'm cocky, but I'm not presumptuous. I am, however, only trying to help. I might not know what you've been through, but I'm sure that I could get a good idea.

Your help isn't something I really want.

Oh now you can't know that. But fine, if that's the way you want to be, I won't press the issue.

But we'll be keeping an eye on you. Just that, nothing more.

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