Thread: the r e t u r n of gotham's finest. [ mintie && mifune ]

The fact that she had gotten so close meant that she frankly was unafraid of what his henchmen thought they could do against the woman. They just were unaware that she could have them hanging by their necks from the ceiling of she so pleased, their guns still aimed toward her and her mind nowhere near focusing on him. Nails lightly trailing over the man's face, if she were to apply pressure, and a sharp swipe at his skin, the woman could have their boss dead on the floor, bleeding and dead. Firm rear planted in his lap, the woman kept her body leaned against his, clearly amused at the cluster of emotions moving through the man beneath her. Obviously, he was aroused but was afraid of the risk upon messing with the lovely Ivy. Pouting softly as he asked her why she was here, the redhead tilted her head lightly, her arms having slid around his neck and settled on his shoulders comfortably, Oh Ozzie, you never were good with women. Even me . However, now her eyes were on the man in green, raising a brow slightly with a flash of curiosity behind her eyes as the man intervened. She was aware of who he was, watching him as he intervened between the conversation of the two, explaining as though he knew why exactly she was here. Of course the obvious reason was what he had said, however the not so obvious was the pilfering vines above them. Her eyes staring back at the man as he watched her, and asked his question before leaning down to be at level with both of their heads, her own lips curled into a soft smile. Well aren't we being fun tonight. Fingers lightly moving over the fabric of the Riddler's tie, feeling the soft material slip away from her hands as the man leaned his head back up, her eyes now moving down to Oswald at the mention of including her in the heist they were planning. Clearly, she had interupted something such as heist planning, which was all too perfect. Well aren't you a doll, Winking softly at Edward, her eyes looked down at the Penguin now, Clearly someone taught him home training. She murmured to Ozzie as though it were something that he should pick up on. However when Oswald sound a bit unamused with her being a part of the fun, her opposite hand scratched the man's back lightly, before tapping out something to herself. What a painfully annoying little man. Frankly, she desired answers, however from what she was gaining, he was unaware of exactly what she wanted to know. However, she knew Oswald hadn't had anyone bump her off. She was too pretty of a woman for him to simply want to kill her. Seeming to disregard what Edward had said for now, her hands dug into the man's shoulders now as she sat up slightly in his lap, Listen to me Oswald. I don't want to be a part of your little underground games, I'm not here for fun, Moving to easily stand with her heeled feet on either side of his, the woman turned and slid her feet between his legs, causing his to spread and the man to get a gracious view of her rear. I'm here for answers Oswald, answers. Pausing, the woman set her hands on her hips lightly as she stepped back on the table and glanced over her shoulder, And you, stick around hm? But now she had a bone to pick with Oswald, or rather his henchmen, who still kept their guns pointed at the woman. Pamela had had enough of their rude attitudes, and Oswald not telling them to put their guns down. Moving down and off the table gracefully, the woman spoke casually, Oswald, you've got to realize, I've been. . Dead, for quite some time, and frankly, I don't feel like wasting anymore time, Pausing now, the woman shifted carefully, vines snapping from the ceiling and snatching the guns away from the men, one of her hands having found one of their faces as they held the look of surprise. Her soft hand holding him by his chin, he had a look of fear and shock in his eyes, gripping his face tightly and watching the color leave his face, inhaling softly before carelessly pushing the man toward another one of his henchmen. Tell me what you know . Now.