Post by Desert Flower on Jul 19, 2020 13:03:38 GMT -8
Maria pulled Ethel up to the curb a few blocks down from an unmarked warehouse in the harbour district and switched the ignition off. The hot engine pinged as it cooled off. It was due for a break after such a trek. She had been tailing her target for hours through Gotham’s more seedy districts in mostly stop and go traffic. Ethel was built for speed and running hard, all this clandestine crap was tough on her.
Reaching up, Maria tenderly patted the dashboard, “Sorry baby. Didn’t mean to bring you in on all of this crap.”
Normally she would have used her Harley for tailing someone but it had just been by chance that Chad Smithwick had pulled up next to her at an intersection a few hours back. Luckily, Ethel’s tinted windows had made it impossible for Chad to spot her though.
Chad Smithwick was a black market weapons dealer by trade but he used his day job as a stock trader for cover. Between the two he had made himself a very rich man.
Which was highly ironic, as he seemed to live like a starving college student. Cheap clothes and a clunker as a car all added to the facade. Maria had heard he used the act to deflect attention from himself and all that but Maria wasn’t so sure.
All that being said, he was a very dangerous man. Besides weighing nearly three-hundred pounds and standing at six-four, he was always heavily armed. He had taken down a whole undercover GCPD operation in one night a few months ago.
Normally, a man with this much juice would have caught the Bat’s attention but as he was missing and Kate was travelling abroad there was a bit of a power vacuum in Gotham at the moment.
Picking up a pair of binoculars, Maria looked over the warehouse he had entered. There was only one room lit and that looked to be the office. There didn’t seem to be any security and most of the bigger doors didn’t even appear to be shut. It didn’t add up... well unless, he was also using this place in his act to deflect attention.
Maria wanted to check out the place up close, but she had very little fire power. Just a few daggers and her two Glocks. If she stepped into anything too deep she’d be outgunned for sure.
She hated to admit it, but she needed help.
Reaching down to Ethel’s period correct looking AM/FM 8-track radio, Maria manually used it to tune up and down the channels in a seeming random manner. However, in reality, it was a predetermined set of movements that activated a secret, short-wave radio signal that alerted any of her allies or her allies’ allies within a five mile radius that she was requested armed backup.
Reaching up, Maria tenderly patted the dashboard, “Sorry baby. Didn’t mean to bring you in on all of this crap.”
Normally she would have used her Harley for tailing someone but it had just been by chance that Chad Smithwick had pulled up next to her at an intersection a few hours back. Luckily, Ethel’s tinted windows had made it impossible for Chad to spot her though.
Chad Smithwick was a black market weapons dealer by trade but he used his day job as a stock trader for cover. Between the two he had made himself a very rich man.
Which was highly ironic, as he seemed to live like a starving college student. Cheap clothes and a clunker as a car all added to the facade. Maria had heard he used the act to deflect attention from himself and all that but Maria wasn’t so sure.
All that being said, he was a very dangerous man. Besides weighing nearly three-hundred pounds and standing at six-four, he was always heavily armed. He had taken down a whole undercover GCPD operation in one night a few months ago.
Normally, a man with this much juice would have caught the Bat’s attention but as he was missing and Kate was travelling abroad there was a bit of a power vacuum in Gotham at the moment.
Picking up a pair of binoculars, Maria looked over the warehouse he had entered. There was only one room lit and that looked to be the office. There didn’t seem to be any security and most of the bigger doors didn’t even appear to be shut. It didn’t add up... well unless, he was also using this place in his act to deflect attention.
Maria wanted to check out the place up close, but she had very little fire power. Just a few daggers and her two Glocks. If she stepped into anything too deep she’d be outgunned for sure.
She hated to admit it, but she needed help.
Reaching down to Ethel’s period correct looking AM/FM 8-track radio, Maria manually used it to tune up and down the channels in a seeming random manner. However, in reality, it was a predetermined set of movements that activated a secret, short-wave radio signal that alerted any of her allies or her allies’ allies within a five mile radius that she was requested armed backup.
Leaning back in her leather seat, Maria just had to wait and see if anyone received her plea for help.
[OOC - Open to all.]