Downtown

Stark could feel the heat beneath the armour, but internal temperature regulators kept everything well within safety levels. He let Arcade continue with the attack for a moment and then raised a palm and unleashed a repulsor blast at the man. A streak of yellow energy emerged from his palm and moved forward at the speed of light. He had set it to a low yield setting so even if it hit his target it would be like nothing more than one helluva punch had caught the thief.

"I know Bruce Wayne throws the hottest parties in Gotham, but this is ridiculous," he quipped. Then he turned towards Harley Quinn, "You're a known associate of Jack Napier, otherwise known as the Joker. There are several outstanding warrants for your arrest my dear, so why don't you come quietly."

With that he raised his palm at Harley, aiming for her.

Slight Godmodding of my own character.

With the air clearing Diana started to awaken, her stronger Amazon constitution dealing with the carbon monoxide quicker than the average human. Groaning she sat up and looked around the room. There were three people still on their feet, and it seemed likely that one of the three would have been behind whatever had knocked her out. One was a man, another was the young woman who she had been helping earlier and the last was a monstrous demon of some kind made of iron. It was clear to Diana who the culprit was, especially when she saw the iron man shoot lightening from his hands at the one man, and then turn to do the same to the woman.

Diana moved quickly, flying low to the ground with her hands made into fists and positioned in front of her. She drove herself into the back of the mechanical creature, her fists hitting him hard and throwing him forward through a wall. Landing Diana looked at Harley Quinn, "You had better go, I will stay and stop that thing if I can," she said. Then her eyes fell on the money.

"Why do you have the treasure accumulated for this event? I was told that it would be going to charity," she said studying Harley and the man.

Arcade sprawled in a sideward roll, avoiding the yellow streak of energy. He'd done background studies on all his targets, and of course, he wouldn't expect anything less from the 'Iron Man'. But it was only when he raised his hand towards Harley that Arcade felt offended. He positioned himself infront of her, trying yet again to conceal her from the masked hero's aim . . . Then Arcade noticed Wonder Woman. He'd thought for a split second that she was going for him, but instead; she suprised him with the attack on Tony Stark . . .

"Why do you have the treasure accumulated for this event? I was told that it would be going to charity."

Arcade expected Harley to be lost for an explanation, and before she could open her lips, he interrupted. . . "It will be going to charity. We're only protecting it from this load-a-junk!" He said in a rather determined sounding voice, even though what he said wasn't entirely true. Besides: who couldn't believe him? Who wouldn't believe him? After all; Arcade is a very talented liar.

Wonder Woman nodded, "Then we should go. I will alert the authorities but we had better protect the money. You know which way to go, lead the way."

She headed for the door, expecting Harley Quinn and her new companion to follow with the money. Diana would give them the protection they needed for now, and then once the money was secure attempt to track down the would be thief in the suit of armour. She headed to the front of the mansion and waited or the other two.

Harley smiled. Well, this princess lady was as naive as Harley prenteded to be. This was going to be like taking candy from a baby (which happened to be Harley's speciality).
She had to admit she had panicked a bit when the iron guy knew who she was...she was pretty sure that Arcade couldn't block whatever beam was going to come out of the junk's hand. But Princess had saved the day. She smiled as she walked to stand by the Amazon, still eagerly clutching her sack of money.
"Thanks Princess, dunno what we woulda done without ya! Really, think of all the poor widdle people of gotham this cash is gonna help." She gave her most angelic look.

Arcade was suprised when Wonder Woman had left for the front of the mansion. Of all the best times to escape, Harley stuck by the side of the Amazon. Unpredictable. He grunted, slung his rifle on his back, then checked over his shoulder for reassurance that the Iron man wasn't following him. There was no movement in the rubble that was once part of the mansion wall . . .

He looked back and forth between his possible escape and the way Harley had disappeared. For a moment he was unsure, but he finally decided to stick with the villain girl until a later opportunity arose. Perhaps, if he was lucky, he'd get away with everything. . . Including the money!

The assassin ran until he caught up with them both, and stuck close to his new acquaintance, namely 'Harley'. He tried to keep a hand on her side, but then again, she'd refused his helpful presence earlier.

She gave a big wink to Arcade. "Hey cutie glad ya could join us! Wouldn't wanna have ta get this money there all on my own!" She gave a quick, wild laugh. "What a fun joke that was!"
"Hey, speakin of good jokes you wanna hear a good 'un? What's red, and yellow, and got its patootie whooped by a princess? Iron Man!" She went wild.
"Ah...what a riot! This party ended up pretty fun anyway! Lalala! Hmm...so...where exactly are we headed with the cash?"

How awkward that the ball had not sound of chattering, something was going on, the room smelled of some distasteful, what was that? Elektra entered the ballroom, in her sleek and very slim back corset dress, with no shoulders but it fitted like it was made for her, though it was made for her by a old friend that knew how to make dresses, unfortunately that person was dead aswell as some of her unfortunate colleagues from back in the day before she was an assassin, before her father died, before she had to bring the new profound ego into her life, that began to slowly destroy her, one by one. Day by day, without Elektra even knowing it. It was revenge, bitter but sweet revenge that rang havoc onto the ones she does not adore. The only person in the world that meant something to her was Matt, aka Daredevil. The one that Hells Kitchen fears, she remembered seeing him at the movies, they had a blast. It was like old times, though they barely got a chance to know eachother for a quite some time. Their passion was shorten of her father's passing by the hands of Bullseye.

After she left the universe and falling into the hands of god, she wasn't sure if it was god..but she was peaceful, until Stick brought her back and trained her. That was when the legend of the Assasain was born. She didn't realize until earlier in this year that she couldn't lose Matt, that was why she was scared him seeing her like this, seeing her weakened. It's difficult for her to allow anybody, Matt or enemy to feel her weakness. That was why tonight she came here, hoping to see him..hoping to tell him in her own words how much he meant to her. At least she hoped she'd sees him as Matt, not Daredevil because she won't get to say a word, that'll blow his cover.

Her significant body swoons inside deeper, covering her mouth..feeling the gas erect her nose into a flare, looking around. Something was going on, the people here were unconcious, they were sprayed all over the floor, her instincts made her wonder whether the people here who were responsible for this were still here, her green eyes looks behind her, getting that killer instinct that they were still here, but she looks in front of her now, covering her mouth..trying to avoid from coughing. Her gaze looks, seeing somebody she knew. Matt. "Matt.." her voice breaks as she speaks, rushing over to him. She kneels beside him, shaking him. What a way to restart a reunion. "Matt wake up, Matt!" she exclaimed, hoping her slight shouting would work.

(OOC; Thanks for the update, Wonder Woman.)

This post has been edited by Elektra Natchios on Feb 25 2007, 01:21 AM

Arcade touched Harley's hip as he caught her in a turn. He shifted course, moving away from where Wonder Woman was headed, then he pulled the performer to a halt. He gazed into her eyes, a slight hint of uncertainty in his own. "You seem like you're in a ..hurry. We got a mile walk ahead of us, sugar." He said simply. But before he moved again, he leant forward, pressed his lips on hers, and kissed her passionately. It was the first time he'd ever done that in years - although last time didn't go as well...

((OOC: Elektra everyone at the party is unconcious after being gassed during a robbery. The only ones up are Iron Man, Wonder Woman, Harley Quinn and Arcade. It's concieveable that Elektra is also awake but the rest of the guests aren't))

Diana shook her head, "I can carry the two of you, we had better hurry before that metal monster arises again. Once you and the money are safe then I will return to finish it off and hand it over to the proper authorities."

She had returned to the other two, expecting them to have followed her but surprised that they seemed to be hanging back, as though working things out between them. Wonder Woman was growing increasingly suspicious, though she could not place her finger on exactly what it was something about this set up was off.

Ooh... yummy. He was a cutie and a good kisser to boot! She giggled a little. Bet this un was fun all around when it came to that kind of stuff...she leaned over, popping her foot cutely, and kissed him right back.
"Well honey that certainly was sweet. You aint no shabby kissa, we should do that again sometime!" She winked. Well, he wasn't her puddin, but her puddin had never really been much of a kisser...she always had a few men around to keep her entertained in the physical department...though she wasn't sure how aware of that Joker was...
She kissed Arcade again, just to make sure. Yep. He was a keeper.
She clutched the bag of cash as Wonder Woman walked over. The woman seemed a touch suspicious. Uh-oh...not good...
Harley was sharp though, and thought on her feet...she gave her best sick look, shrinking back a little and giving her eyes that scared look.
"Oh no...I couldn't...I mean...I don't think you could carry us both...'specially if you're gonna fly...I'm kind of 'fraid of heights...I mean..." she shivered, then slowly looked up, as if getting an idea. "I gots it! We can go gets the cash to the coppers, an' you can go take care a that metal monstrosity! He's pretty scary, an' it was a close call with us. But you-you really showed him!" Harley moved the cash into one arm and gave the princess a light pat on the back with the other. "I mean, what if he gets up before you gets back? It'd be a real pity if any'un got hurt!"

Arcade slid his hand romantically down her neck, stroking it as they kissed. He continued responding to her returning kisses, but backed off when he heard Wonder Woman approaching. He acted rather surprised when Harley put on a sick face. "She's right. It wouldn't be fair leaving those innocent people back there whilst that monster is still parading around the manor!" Arcade interrupted. "You'd best go keep that thing off their backs! We'll get the money to the station, together. I have my own means of transport, now go! Go get that devil!" He said, taking a hold of Harley's hand and turning away towards their exit.

Diana nodded, they were right there was no telling what that creation might do if left unattended with so many innocents. Leaving the pair she strode purposefully toward back towards the Wayne Mansion, ready to do battle. The metal monster, and whomever its creator was, would learn that Gotham was now under the protection of Wonder Woman and crime would not be tolerated.

"This is our best chance. Let's go. Now ...!" Arcade urged, before he turned swiftly around and exited the manor without hesitation. He stopped at the stepps outside and looked curiously over his shoulder. Arcade wasn't sure whether or not his new 'associate' was going to follow. The money - in the wrong hands, could be easily tempting... But he hoped it wasn't like that with Harley.

He beckoned Harley, but he found himself waiting for a short pause - or so he thought. "Harley? Come on, then!" He added persuasively, smiling and reassuring her that she was in the right company.