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Virginia nodded "ah, I'm sorry Roy." She looked over at d**k, surprised that the pickpocket and the chatterbox was so well with taking care of children "well, I suppose he could do worse for a guardian." She smiled at Grayson, glad that there was more to him than just a rich boy with sticky fingers.

d**k smiled. 'Well, I'm actually kinda tired. Besides, I have some great new material to work with in my dreams.' He teased Virgil and winked at him.
Roy didn't bother. He would let Virgil smack the rick brat this time.

“Miss Al Ghul, your father has spoken quite highly of your testing.” Began one of the men as he lead the dark haired woman to her new lab.

“My father, bah. He says that about all his children.” She snapped as her high heels echoed in the hall. “One of my tests has escaped. I need to retrieve him.” She added darkly.

“You are a woman. What makes you think a woman of science can survive out there?” Snapped the man before he began to choke on his own blood before he dropped to his knees.

“Never.. Underestimate a woman. Especially one vith the name Al Ghul. As you see now.. before your life fizzles out of existence I am capable of many things.”

Virgil went back to his tent and sealed it, taking the spade out from his shirt, Virginia undid her boots and belt before falling into her cot. Before she got too comfortable, she pulled her 1911 out of her belt and stuffed it under her pillow, just in case d**k got the that she might need company. Once she was sure that all traces of her female figure were covered, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Harvard Dentonkoff's boots clopped against the stone floor as he followed after Ma'am Al Ghul, not surprised or phased when the officer started to bleed, simpleton should've chosen his words more carefully. Part of him felt honored that he was assigned to protect the daughter of one of the Furher's most loyal occult members, but it was such a pain when he needed to relay to his information to the Allies.

His real name was Harvey Dent, a spy sent by the American government to investigate just how much of the Nazi's occult was truly dangerous and how much was just a crazy man fawning over myths and magic. So far, the stuff he had seen in Talia's lab, was more than magic, it was becoming a real threat.

Dinah smiled. "Of course. But to what shall we toast?"

“Mister Dent. It is a pleasure to see I have not scared you off as of yet.” Talia said with a smile as she looked at the man on the ground. “I have a barrel of Lazarus in the lab. It would be nice to revive the b*****d and kill him again but slower.” She said her tone cold and unfeeling. “Have you any leads to the whereabouts of my son? He is my perfect creation.” She offered smiling for a moment before she walked towards the window.

“I need to get out there. Being trapped like this to work in a lab while my solider is loose.. This is the worst time for him to be out there. He can be easily swayed..”

Dinah rolled her eyes. "Oh yes, of course. To another successful movie," she said, sarcasm tingeing her voice. Of course, she wanted the movie to be successful, but almost every time someone wished to make a toast with her in the room, it was to 'another successful movie'.