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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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 Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 5:10 pm
The interior of the Lounge was filled with black and white marble stone floors, walls, and columns. Glass walls were scattered throughout the lounge, as well as a small wall that encircled a large Iceberg fixture in the center of the Lounge. Water and fountains surrounded the iceberg, and standing on top of the large structure was a woman singing to a band that was placed at the base of the iceberg. This was clearly a higher-class themed dining establishment. With two floors that surrounded the central iceberg structure.
Wealthy looking couples sat at glass tables casually eating sea food dinners with wine. Female waitresses walked back and forth carrying trays of food and wine. Each wearing high heels with fishnet stockings that vanished under a black one-piece corset outfit. A small tail flap hung from the back of the outfits, white cuffs were clasped around their wrists, and a bow and collar choker was wrapped around the neck. A few girls wet about their job, a few lingered around customer's tables to chat with them, and a few modestly flirted with the single men they were waiting on.
Other than the man standing at the front desk that blocked off half of the entrance hall, there was no sign of anyone who was “in charge”. The man blinked once, then gave a glance back at one of the waitresses standing near by. She gave him a nervous glance in return, then moved away from the hall and made her way towards the bar.
”I'm sorry sir, but need a reservation to come any farther. And we do not allow Costumes into the Lounge...” the man said as Spawn approached
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 9:45 pm
  ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☠≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Spawn turned his attention to the man in front of him, stepping forward he stared down at the man, narrowing his eyes as more green smoke raised into the air, "I just want a few questions answered, I'll leave the second I get what I want" he replied, his tone was gruff and slightly raspy, having your lungs burned to a crisp will do that to you. Spawn eyed the man momentarily, he didn't appear like the type to set him off, and as long as he got a few answers he wouldn't need to create a scene. He turned his gaze back to the doors he had come through, if the bouncer wanted to get physical again Al would have no problem chaining him up to the roof for a bit, killing him would be pointless so keeping him in a state where he was no threat would be preferable. Scowling under his mask Al turned back around and stared at the man once more, his cape hanging over his entire body hiding the chain and spikes that adorned his outfit, if the man had looked as bad as Al did now, he would probably wear a costume too, either that or blow his own brains out. Spawn took one more step forward, his large armoured boot now visible outside of his cape, leaning in over the table Al stared the man in the face, "First off, who runs this place?" he asked, deciding it'd be best to get the names of any important people first before asking anything such as the name of the city. ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☠≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 2:45 pm
The man, despite how intimidating the Spawn truly was, did not budge when the costume leaned in close. It wasn't the first time a costume had approached the table, and it wouldn't be the last. The man was used to it by now, and that was probably the soul reason Cobblepot chose to keep him at the front desk. "The Iceberg Lounge is owned and run by Oswald Cobblepot." the man replied. The question was simple enough, there was no problem with answering. "Is there a reason you're asking?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 5:46 pm
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☠≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Al had to admire the man's calm answer, had he known just what Al really was it might've caused a bit of panic, but it would be pointless who him to bring that particular topic up. The man answered with one "Oswald Cobblepot", not a name that Al had been familiar with, he must've been further than he initially thought, Al leaned back his eyes still peering down at the man as he asked a question of his own, "A question for a question? Fair enough" he started, crossing his arms over his chest, although his cape obscured the man's sight of his new stance. Al turned his gaze over to the inner lounge, watching a few couples as they ate their meals and discussed things, it reminded him of the places he used to take Wanda before his death, his eyes showing a very slight amount of reminiscing and remorse. Returning his attention to the man in front of him, he shook his head, deciding it would be best to just tell the truth, "I'm not of this world y'see? I'm trying to determine my location and people of importance" he answered, making it sound as if it was nothing new, he had been moved from dimension to dimension several times so it really wasn't anything he hadn't done before. "Now, I've answered your question and its my turn, is there anyone of importance in the city I should know of?" he once again decided to skip the location question as he could get that answered just by looking for any landmarks or well-known companies. ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☠≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 3:00 pm
"Well..." the man began. "That depends on what sort of "Important" people you are looking for. Heroes would be Batman and his side kicks that run about Gotham. He's not hard to look up. Pretty much the only hero in this city save for the Gotham P.D. Any other heroes that pass through here vary on rare occasion. Superman... not hard to look up either. Actually most supers aren't hard to look up, and if you meet them you'll know they're heroes. The air around them is practically permeated with "good guy" aura." Then the man sighed and leaned back slightly. "Super villains and criminals are unfortunately too many to simply name off the top of my head. Most are relatively harmless and have their own agenda. Relatively harmless as in the don't kill just anyone and everyone. There are a few that do though. Joker and Zaz...Za... huh. Don't remember his name. Riddled with scars he cuts on himself. One for each victim."
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 8:26 pm
As the man spoke the words 'super villains', the doors to the lounge opened and in came strutting a tall lean gentlemen, sporting a green and purple suit. An outfit that most wouldn't be caught dead in but he wore it with a gleam of pride in his eyes, as he walked behind the 'costume' as the man would have called him. He waited patiently in line, casually twirling his question mark staff in his right hand, whistling an unknown tone.
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 9:06 pm
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☠≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Al stood silently, listening to the man tell him about the "important" people such as the superheroes and villains in the area. His eyes widening as the man mentioned the name "Batman", a name he hadn't heard in quite some time, a hand slowly raised up from underneath his cape lightly brushing against his own mask, the indents of a shoe string being used as a makeshift stitch after Batman hit him in the face with a batarang all those years ago. But now that Al knew that Batman was here, he was sure that he was back in Gotham City. Lowering his hand back down, he let the man finish his explanation, nodding as a way of his thanks Joker... the name jumped out at him, a sigh escaping him, ...please let it just be a nickname, I swear if I have to beat the hell out of one more clown... he thought shaking his head. It was just now that he noticed the man in the green suit behind him, he stared at the man, he seemed to be in a good mood but Al couldn't shake the feeling that this man was much more than he initially appeared. Returning his gaze back down to the man at the desk, he had been oddly helpful and he didn't seem to want trouble, just sort of doing his job, "Thanks... I should get going then, I have a meeting to set up" he explained, turning around and walking to the door, stopping just passed the man in the green suit. The bad feeling didn't leave Spawn, he had to figure out just who the man was, especially if he was somebody that had information on how to get to the Batman, "Nice suit" he remarked his voice gruff and raspy. Leaving the Iceberg lounge he made his way into a nearby alleyway, where he used his shapeshifting abilities to change his look from that of the "Champion of Rat City" to that of a slightly pudgy man in a tan coloured suit with brown thinning hair and tiny rose tinted glasses that hid his eyes, to make himself appear as the least threatening person possible. Returning back into the Iceberg lounge, he stood behind the green suited man, waiting to listen on what he had to say. ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☠≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 8:52 am
The man at the front desk watched as the Spawn left the Lounge, and kept his attention on the costumed man until he was sure that he was gone. One he was sure that there wouldn't be any trouble, he let out a deep sigh and turned his attention to the new customer. He recognized the man, but it was costumed for him to greet all guests as though they were potential customers. At least as long as they weren't in costume.
"Welcome to the Iceberg Lounge." he greeted. "Can I help you?"
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 7:03 pm
When Spawn turned towards Edward, he spun his cane once more before planting it on the ground and leaning against it casually. He smiled a sly smile at the compliment of his suite and responded in a egotistic tone, "Yes, yes, I know." The Riddler's eyes followed Spawn until he exited the Lounge.
Turning back to the man behind the desk, his mind was racing with thoughts and questions, "So many questions, so many riddles, too many question!", his mind was screaming on the inside. He was only snapped back to reality by the man's question. He smiled as he spoke with a charismatic tone, "Costumes now a days, you know what I mean? As for how you can help me that is a great riddle, one that can only be answered with another riddle. I am here to see that what walks on ice and snow, when in the water is fast but on land is slow, a bird that can not fly but sure can slide. What is it?
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 12:43 pm
"Ah." The man replied. He leaned away from the desk and reached for something sitting on a shelf under the black marble counter. "Well, we do not have the penguins out on the Iceberg today. But... I do believe that you can wait in the VIP rooms unitil they're available." he said. He stood up again, and handed a small card to Edward. The card was small and white with light blue lettering on it. The words VIP room were written across it, along with the day's date. It would allow the guest access to the back rooms, and the date would let the guards know that it was a legit pass.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 2:45 pm
Picking the card up from the table, he casually flipped it through his fingers, studying it intensely. After confirming that it didn't appear to be dangerous, he pocketed the card. Smiling, he tipped his bowler hat, "Much obliged", he said as he strutted back towards the VIP section. Twirling his cane in hand, while the questions continued to race through his mind,'What happened? Things are acting wacky.'
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 4:02 pm
As Edward came to the VIP door, he was greeted by two guards. Unlike the "bouncer" who had been knocked into the pavement outside, these two men were dressed in black and white tuxedos. Their jackets tight around their muscular figures. The man closest to the handle of the door stopped Nigma and politely held his hand out. "Sorry. Can't go any farther without a pass." he explained. House rules and all. Not only were the VIP rooms back this way, but also the employee hall that led to the other areas of the Lounge.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 8:23 am
Edward stopped before the guard and sighed, he was getting nowhere fast, but if he was going to receive the information he desired, he was going to have to play 'nice'. He shuttered at the thought of being nice to a inferior intelligence but the situation called for it.
Twirling his cane once more, he placed it underneath his arm as he spoke to the guard, "I have in my pocket what you place on a table and cut but you will never eat this." The Riddler was courteous as he gave the guard awhile to answer but once he did, the Riddler would flash him the VIP card.
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 1:38 pm
”A card.” the guard replied. When Edward flashed him the card, the guard took it from his hand for just a moment. He looked it over, ran his fingers over the lettering, then handed the card back to Nigma. ”Alright. Pick whatever room you'd like. The boss should be with you soon.” the man said. He moved to the side and carefully opened to door to let Edward pass by. Behind the door was a long hall with a few doors sitting along both walls. At the end of the hall was an elevator. The hall itself was just as extravagant as the rest of the lounge, but the rooms designed much differently. Each had a table to dine from as well as cushioned seats. Some rooms looked like they were more for private meetings and had very secured doors, while others were more open and looked like they were more meant for an enjoyable time. As... a few of the corset clad waitresses waiting by the doors could probably confirm. A few were stationed by the elevator, probably making sure no one messed about that area, and the rest looked to Edward and flashed him a flirty smile.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 8:54 pm
He tipped his bowler hat to the guard, before he skipped merrily past them and into the corridor. Glancing around the hall, he pondered on what room he should choose to do his waiting in. Gripping his cane in one hand, he pointed at each door as he said "Eenie! Meenie! Miney! Mo!', as he did a little dance along with it.
His cane stopped on a door as he said mo, leaning backwards he gave off a fake sadistic laugh as he danced/skipped into the private meeting area. He leaped over the table, spinning in mid-air, he landed in a sitting position on the seat. He took a breath of relief as he put his feet up, and placed his cane in the spot beside him.
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