manasa:

Carolyn didn't like it one bit. Tomas was letting himself get distracted and distractions could lead to death. It was time to do something about it.

Folder in hand she went to find her brother.

crossbow_bat:

Maria was too tired to head back to Wayne Manor and decided to spend the night at her apartment. She had been doing it quite frequently lately. When she entered the apartment she even didn't bother with turning on the lights. She didn't need to see the mess that was her apartment. It would just remind her how much of a slob she was and it was the last thing she needed right now.

Once the door was locked she headed for the bedroom, stripping off her Huntress costume as she moved and letting it fall to the floor. She just wanted to fall into bed and sleep. Thankfully tomorrow was Sunday and she didn't have to get up to go into the office. It'd be nice to get more than a few hours of sleep.

She tripped over a few things as she walked and kicked them out of the way. Once in the bedroom she grabbed a tee shirt hanging on the corner of a full length mirror, slipped it on and fell into bed.

dc_misc:

The Suicide Squad members were deposited in Gotham not far from where intelligence said the Joker was making his headquarters.

crossbow_bat:

"Drinks are on me tonight," Maria said as she leaned back in the chair after grabbing some pretzels from the bowl in the middle of the table. She needed a night to kick back and relax with some female company. So of course she invited Cat. Cat was one of the few of her female friends who could keep up, probably pass for that matter, Maria in drinks. Not to mention she needed the company of a female who has had some of the same life experiences as Maria. Alina and Dinah were good friends, but they weren't ones to walk on the wild side of life.

its_a_living:

After his talk with Carolyn about it Dean started running with the idea. He had sent out enough texts, messages, emails, notes, and post-its that it wouldn't take telepathy to know you would have to be lying to say you didn't hear about poker night. Dean had a table set up in the rec room with beer, soda and snacks for people. He was laying down on a couch shuffling cards.

hungerstrike:

Iota had long ago learned to bake sonhos because Mae loved them, but since Mae wasn't here, she needed help eating them. So she cheerily brought them to her cousin. Well, mostly cheerily. "Carolyn! Would you like some sonhos? And have you seen Tomas?"

crossbow_bat:

Maria did miss her stripping job. It was fun and the money was nice. Not that she needed the money, but it was a job where she could have fun and not have to worry about getting her ass kicked or have Bruce looming over her. So when the opportunity came up she eagerly accepted the offer to do a guest appearance. Candy Starr would dance at the Diamond Club once more.

Her music started and she took a deep breath and went out on stage. She was dressed as a cowgirl. Green leather vest, green leather chaps, white boots, white hat and a green mask on her face. Two silver six shooters were in holsters at her waist.

crossbow_bat:

Huntress had been doing extra long patrols since the bodies of Jokerz started showing up around Gotham. It appeared to have stopped, but longer patrols would continue for awhile. Between work during the day and Bruce thinking she needed to be more active at Wayne Enterprises and extra long patrols at night, her social life had been killed. Her last night out had been dinner with Tomas and Thomas and that was awhile ago.

Huntress was currently perched on the corner of a rooftop and watching the city from above.

crossbow_bat:

Maria finished up the report she was working on and shut down her computer. Another day working at Wayne Enterprise was over. It was time to go grab a bite to eat and then down the costume. Night was coming to Gotham and that meant its criminal element would come out. Maria grabbed her purse and coat and headed out of the building.

dc_checkmate:

Amber sent an alert to gather at HQ to the newest incarnation of the Suicide Squad. She stood in the conference room with arms crossed over her chest.

crossbow_bat:

Huntress stood perched on the edge of a rooftop as she watched the men in the alley below. It had taken weeks to track down the men she had tried to stop before when that idiot messed up the bust. The drug ring members had laid low and it awhile for them to be active again.

Tonight, provided she didn't have any outside interference, the ring would be brought down and all involved would be in cells before the night was over.

Huntress fired two arrows with sleeping gas canisters on them through the windows of the building. She drooped down into the alley ready to take on anyone who came out trying to escape the sleeping gas.

crossbow_bat:

Charity events and other formal parties were the few things about being involved with Wayne Enterprises that Maria loved. She loved getting dressed up and going to the parties. Tonight's was a fundraiser for Gotham Children Charity and Maria went as Bruce's arm decoration. These days he didn't like going to these things alone and Maria was happy to go along.

She had on a dark green dress with matching shoes that had an inch heel on it. She would have gone with a larger heel, but things could happen and if they did she needed to be able to move. Emerald earrings kissed her earlobes and an emerald and diamond necklace rested around her neck. She did love dressing up and wearing jewelry.

Maria made a circuit of the room with a glass of champagne in hand. It was the only glass she had had all evening and was making it last. She had patrol later on and would never do it with alcohol in her system.

hungerstrike:

Iota was awake when Tomas came home.

"I made us some nachos! Did you destroy the cartel?"

crossbow_bat:

The flow of drugs through Gotham was like a tidal wave most of the time, but occasionally Huntress and Robin managed to stem the tide. Huntress had been working for weeks gathering information on her latest targets. She had been watching, tracking and collecting information on all people involved. She was almost ready to make a move. Almost.

Tonight she was following a shipment. She knew how they were coming into the city, who was receiving them, who was moving them, but the final destination before they hit the streets was the unknown. Tonight she would find out and then they all could be taken down.

She watched from her rooftop perch across the street from the warehouse.