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[x23]

Drax stood on the roof watch everything that was going on threw the sky light his narrowed when he spotted his targets. He dropped threw the window landing on the table Cassandra was playing at not really caring what was going on he was after Jonathan Crane, Harleen Quinzel, and Pamela Isley and wouldn't stop until he had them one way or another. It was his job as a bounty hunter to bring in the wanted meta humans he didn't bother with normal ones they tend break easily.

The security guards opened fire on the bullets that did hit him just bounced off like pebbles. Drax grabbed the nearest guard by the face and threw him a cross the room like a rag doll before jumping off the table. Once on the ground he drew his knifes "We can do this the easy way or the hard way." He said to the trio waiting for them to make there move either to run or fight he didn't care which just as long as he got paid and they ended up in jail and off the streets.

[Cass]

Cass watched the guard slink away under Poison Ivy's feral stare, and she moved quickly away as he broke his gaze, bumping into Mr. Scarecrow as she did so. She quickly sidestepped him and snatched the sunglasses off of a nearby person. She snapped off one of the handles on the glasses and picked the lock on the handcuffs, freeing them. It was an old trick she was more than happy to see work, and as they fell away a new person dropped into this funny little world, an intense and dangerous looking man. He immediately began to threaten the trio of villain-heroes, and Cass snapped a shuriken down into her other hand. Now doubly armed, she moved back to Mr. Scarecrow, placing herself squarely between him and the man. Poison Ivy had just saved her, and she'd be dead already if these three willed it. It seemed only right to try and return the favour.

[Harley Quinn]

Harley couldn't help but give out a squeak of joy combined with a gleeful grin appearing on her cheerfully insane face. The woman had won the house pot, they would be rich! Harley thought about what her puddin' would say right now if he saw her getting all of this cash. He'd be so proud, at least that's what the harlequin thought. Harley noticed the expression of happiness that Red had on her face before the expression went off. "WE'RE RICH!" Harley said cheerfully out loud, putting away her grenade and clapping her hands hyperly. Her cheers of happiness were cut off by the security guard's.

"Hey! Uniformed cheater! The lucky lady won that money for us, not for you!" Harley said, about to do some very nasty and evil jokes on the security guard before Red took over. "You got Red angrryyyyy..." Harley said mockingly to the security guard, giving a wave at Red, "If you need someone to help you deal with him I'm right here! I've been wanting to try out some new tricks!" The security guard was currently on the ground in pain after walking away from Ivy, the poison taking effect. There was something new to fear though, as his eyes went wide when he heard of Harley Quinn's offer to deal with him. Even the security guard had heard her penchant for "fun" from Arkham inmates that had gone insane from it.

Harley Quinn walked over to where Red was when a strange guy burst into the room from the roof. "Hey, Ugly! I'm the one who makes the dramatic entrances!" Harley said angrily, pulling out her punching glove gun. She took out a grenade, holding it in her left hand and the punching glove gun in another. Harley wished right now that she had brought her bazooka, but it would have been to encumber-some for such a robbery. Strange enough, even though she was furious at the guy for making an even more dramatic entrance than she did- a smile was on her face. Red had done enough hurting for a night or two, it was now her turn to cause some hurt!

[The Scarecrow]

Crane witnessed the woman helping his fellow rogues and himself. Why? She was still helping them? She was even familiar from behind. She just seemed younger in his mind.
He looked to her and whispered in her ear"I know our eyes have locked on each other.....do I know know?" He asked her, knowing now that he does not her, but from where?

He looked back from her and back to the man that now seemed to want him and the other Gotham Inmates.
"Who are you, sir and what do you want?" He asked as he raised his hand past the woman that stood before him, ready to shot the man with lots of fear Gas.

[Cass]

[Crane didn't hear the guard say her name?]

The two women began to taunt the security guard, and Cass smiled to see them on her side, even though her focus was on the new man now threatening them. Interesting, how she had somehow just joined the trio of villains and become one herself...though she wasn't interested in killing anyone or anything. Just defending them. After all she'd just saved the roomful of people from losing their wallets and possibly their lives. These three people wanted to leave in peace with their money and now this scary-looking man was distracting them.

Even more distracting, however, was the feel of Mr. Scarecrow's breath in her ear. Cass reacted in such a way as she had never reacted before. Her eyes drifted closed, her skin rose in goosebumps and flush, and she sighed very slightly. The feel of his breath worked its way down her neck, warming her, and...exciting her? That was completely new and unexpected! As she registered it, she twisted her head back to see him questioning the man. Amazing, how he could make her feel so warm when his eyes were so cold.

"Do I know you?" she whispered in return. Her heart fluttered in her chest and she continued to look at his eyes.

Unbidden, the image of a tall, gangly boy rose up in her mind, with eyes as cold as ice. And somewhere in her tingling body and warming heart, she felt a name...a name she hadn't thought of in a long time, a name that brought as much pleasure as pain, a name full of memory and hope and - flame.

Jonathan Crane.

She continued to stare and whispered: "Could you be?"

[Poison Ivy]

As the man blasted himself through the roof, Ivy scanned the many people in the casino, looking for someone that this rather unattractive appearing would be searching for. Letting out a sigh of aggrivation, Pamela rolled her eyes and placed her hand on Harley's shoulder, knowing that the woman could easily take care of him. Though she couldn't speak for everyone, Ivy was sure that most everyone wanted the villains out of their hair; the feeling was mutual. Dr. Isley wanted to get out of there with her money. This amount of cash was almost as insane as she was diagnosed in Arkham. If someone was going to take that away from her, she knew that the two villains alongside her would be happy to take whoever stood in their way out. Her eyes narrowed, clearly annoyed. Of course, this little surprise of a win that this D.A. pulled was surely a treat, but the time spent in the Gotham casino was much more than Ivy had planned to spend. The thought made her uncomfortable. The clock was ticking, and the time was running out in order to safely run out.

Turning her green gaze to Crane and evidently, Ms. Darcy, she ignored the simple, conversational speak between the two and ordered in loud, solid voice, "Now really doesn't seem like the appropriate time to be reminiscing. If you could see, we need to get the money and get out." After a brief break of voice, Ivy pursed her lips and nodded towards the D.A. "We should probably take you too, hon." Gazing around, she crossed her arms over her chest and glared angrily to the man attempting to take someone from the casino. Who it was, Pamela didn't really know, or care. He hadn't specified. Not looking at Cassandra, Ivy continued, "You'll be safer with us than hiding behind your laws and what not." She exchanged another glance with her best friend before scratching her neck uncertainly. They needed to make a run for it.

[x23]

"My name? You can call me Drax the Destroyer. I thought you three would be smart enough to realize there would be bounty hunters after you guys it seems you don't have that many brain cells between the three of you figure that out." Drax said as he walked towards them and stopped a foot away from them "They told me to bring you all in alive but the mayer offered me more to terminate the three of you. He said you were throns that needed removing and Batman didn't have what it took to do the job." Drax told them before throwing one of his knifes at Harley's head.

[Cass]

Poison Ivy's voice broke through Cass's reverie, and she nodded sharply to herself. Now was not the time to hope that this was her long-lost Crane, though her body was definitely telling her to pay attention to him. Instead, she looked over at Ivy who was now saying Cass should go with him. How had she switched sides so quickly? From player to hero to villain in under fifteen minutes. This was a new personal record and one she would have to hold up.

She listened to the rough man talk about bringing the three in, and a flash of silver caught the knife flying at Harley Quinn's head. Before she could even think about it, Cass hurled a shuriken at the knife, knocking it out of the air. The knife and the shuriken fell to the ground and the people nearby threw themselves out of the way, shouting in surprise. In the chaos, Cass ducked and ran for the front of the room. She heard surprised yells come from the people around her, especially the security guards, but she reached the front and shoved the slip at the surprised woman. "House pot," she said. "Now."

The woman began to fill the order and Cass looked quickly back. Would they follow her?

[The Scarecrow]

Crane witnessed all before him. The woman quickly taking the knife out from its path to Harley. Who was she? The woman snagged the house pot and signaled for the others to follow. Crane nodded from under his mask and turned to the two girls. "C'mon!" He waved quickly and followed the woman.

He looked to her as they began making their escape. Suddenly, it hit her. His eyes widened in shock and dumbfounded. "That girl....Cassandra?" Crane whispered quietly to himself.
"It is her! Who else could it be!?" He pondered outloud.

[Cass]

The woman finished filling the order, packing it all in a series of suit cases. Cass grabbed some of them and motioned for Mr. Scarecrow to grab others. Hopefully ivy and Harley would grab some as well on their way out. She wasn't sure how they were faring against the ugly man, but she hoped she'd been able to help at least a little bit. She could see Mr. Scarecrow gesturing frantically for them to follow and she turned her attention to the door, heading for it with a sure step.

It was then that she heard the voice behind her, the voice whispering her name, and she looked back over her shoulder into Mr. Scarecrow's cold blue eyes and this time there was no doubt in her mind. A wave of joy actually caused her to shiver but she didn't have time to stop and hug him. Or do anything but smile, a wide smile that lit up and sparkled her brown eyes and parted her full lips.

"Jonathan Crane," she said very softly - no one could hear but him. "It's been far, far too long."