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[meowminx]

WHO: James and Selina
WHERE: The docks
WHEN: Wednesday night
SUMMARY: Two slightly-estranged exes run into each other in circumstances rather like when they first met
WARNINGS: James and Selina
FORMAT: Words

It had been a very long time since Selina had donned the red with and utilitarian combat wear of "Irena", at least by her reckoning. But the mob needed all the help it could get these days with so many heroes in town. They'd accepted her back with few questions and the freelance work had been steady for the past few weeks.

It seemed a weapons-smuggling operation was trying to sidestep the Foreman's. Irena's latest job was to steal a few pieces for the mob to trace so that they could figure out who was supplying. Selina was sure Bruce wouldn't mind a look at them either.

SHe'd parked her stolen car a few blocks away and was currently prowling on foot, trying to locate which warehouse the creeps were holed up in.

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[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

James didn't get himself involved much any more in this side of things. His job kept him busy for the most part and between working full time and his aid at the dojo, he got very little time for his wooing of women, let alone playing the vigilante.

And yet he still heard things on the street, still kept up a vague record of the movements and intel, keeping his finger on the pulse as much as a workaholic can.

He'd got his own agenda when he'd shown up on the docks, snaking his way through cover, kept low like a stalking feline and all too aware of his surroundings while he kept and eye for danger.

ARGH short tag since I lost my last one

[meowminx]

Cautious as he is, James might notice a few things out of place when he reaches the warehouse in question. Two guards are slumped in the shadows. Unconscious, not dead. And a window up above is ajar, as if someone scaled the wall to find a more subtle entrance.

damn you eljay

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

He's all too aware. It doesn't take him long to almost literally stumble upon the bodies, hesitating just a little as he tests for a pulse then searches the area with his eyes. Whoever got ahead of him hasn't killed and that tells him something.

The visual search has him spot that open window but even with his climbing experience he's not equipped to get up there so he continues on a little further, making his own entrance a lower window, taking out a few guards of his own and yet not killing as he slips within.

[meowminx]

The upper levels are mostly abandoned, so Selina cautiously makes her way down to the ground floor, managing to avoid any trouble along the way.

She's keeping her eye out for the gun runners. Bond isn't quite who she expects to run into.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Bond has a habit of being exactly where people least expect him.

Not to mention expecting the unexpected is something he lives with daily, so when Selina slinks into view, she's merely greeted with a roll of his eyes as he drops further into the shadows.

[meowminx]

Great. Just what she needs right now.

She scowls and jerks her head towards the exit. The message is clear: I was here first, get out.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Despite her scowl, he can't help but offer up a small smirk in return, shaking his head slowly as takes up position, leaning against the wall in a clear, silent display that he's not retreating anywhere. There's even a little wave thrown in.

[meowminx]

She glares, shoving red wig strands out of her face. But that's all she can do now. Waiting for a better moment to move forward and grab what needs taking without getting shot.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

James is unsurprisingly a pain in the ass, holding a hand up in front of her and shaking his head with a vague gesture towards himself. She's not getting anything while he's around. This is for him.

[meowminx]

Oh, her eyes narrow. He did not just do that. Her grip on the railing beside her tightens as she stares at him.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

If anyone's stealing shit, it'll be him, so he's moving forward just slightly, scoping out the opposition and what he wants to steal and for the moment, turning his back on Selina.

[meowminx]

She mirrors his actions, moving forward as well. And then a touch more than him...

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Oh, no she didn't. Bond's tempted to just out do her with stepping forward once more, but instead he's staying a few steps behind and getting his point across with a click of his pistol.

[meowminx]

She turns back to stare at him. And he better not be pointing that gun at her...