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[gotham_knocking]

On the other side of the door, the chill of late afternoon in Gotham awaits. The sun is nearly down, and there is a stiff breeze. A newspaper drifts by.

"Welcome to Gotham."

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[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Stepping through the door Amanda feels the bite of the chilly air and tightens her coat around her glancing around at the place.

smiling, "Charming"

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"This is actually the nicer part of town. We're just outside the newspaper. We came out one of the doors I don't like to use. But my car is over that." They walk down a very poorly lit street, but given the hour they are plenty of other people.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"SO this is where you work." looking back at the building, "Why don't you like to use this door?" following him to his car.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"It's not the nicest street. At least at the front door, there are a few secuirty guards. That way, if I'm mugged, there are wintnesses." He smirks grimly as they arrive at his car. It's a very plain 1970s model, one that might have looked old when new.

Knox unlocks the doors. "All aboard for the Cathedral district."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Gracefully sliding in, "Believe it or not I've seen worse." she comments. Whether she is refering to the car or the city is up for debate.

Crossing her legs and buckling her seat belt. Hey just because she's immortal doesn't mean that shewants her head to go through the windshield.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

Knox revs up his wreckmobile, and they pull away into heavy rush hour traffic.

He flips on the radio. "Let's a get a check of traffic."

WGTH...Your world in twenty minutes. Dateline Berlin...thousands reunite after decades of seperation as the party continues...Dateline Washington...Fed to meet on interest rates tomorrow...Dateline Bangladesh...Superman saves thousands from floodwaters...Dateline Metropolis...warden denies Luthor has escaped and returned. And now over to the local desk and Neal Dennis. Knox manuevers around cars, just barely missing a few.

On the East End, Bruce Wayne made a rare public appearance, announcing Wayne Enterprises' purchase of the old Chalmers Auto plant. Wayne stated that his company plans to revitalize the terminally depressed area. At City Hall, Mayor Borg refused to speculate on a possible fourth term, saying he would make a statement "when the time was right". Insiders say DA Dent has ruled out a run for the job. And now, traffic... There is a litany of backed-up streets.

"Looks like it won't be too bad."
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[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

While listening to this broadcast two things stick out in her mind, "Who's Luthor?" hey the man broke out of prison and then back in again, she has to respect him for that.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"That's Lex Luthor. Self-proclaimed 'greatest crminal mind of our time.' He's actually fairly dangerous - one tried to sink California into the sea - but his schemes are kind of...goofy. What's more, he has it in for Superman. Guy's really a con artist at heart, but thinks he's Al Capone." The streetlights get dimmer as they leave downtown and pass the ornate City Hall.

"That's City Hall. Ugly, ain't it?"

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"It could use a good decorator." she agrees

"That's a pity. Here I was hoping he would be someone worth talking to." the small amount of disappointment the shows on her face is most likely masked by the dim light.

"And who is Superman?" the other thing that cuaght her attention, though clearly the criminal escaping holds higher interest to the thief.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"I think he'd be beneath you. Guy is good at getting out of jail, but not much else. And that lousy toupee...eek." Knox takes a turn way too fast, as City Hall vanishes.

"Superman is the world's greatest hero. Flies, lifts mountains, dresses like a circus performer. Lives in Metropolis, but goes wherever there's trouble. A bit of a boy scout, from what everyone says, but a real good guy. And a great story. Got Lane her first Pulitzer."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Toupee? how tacky." she declares "Oh well, suppose the highest caliber criminal you have in this place is Batman." She gives a mischievous chuckle.

"I'm sure batman will get you yours." she say with confidence. "So how many superheros do you have in this world?"

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"At this point, as far I can tell, just three. Supes, Bats, and apparently a Super-girl. Claims to be Supes' cousin, but since he told Lane he was the last surviving member of his race, and since he's never said anything publicly about her, who knows?

"I think there will be others, but most will be like Bats. All attitude and costume, and otherwise pretty human." The streetlights now become less common as they drive into a very bad area.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Luckily Amanda is rather comfortable in these parts of towns. At least she is used to handling herself. And of course the sword helps. Yes Amanda brought along her sword. Just like home though it is in her coat and isn't noticable until she takes it out. With the exeption of metal detectors and X-ray vision.

"Have you heard of someone named Lobo?" she wonders. She came and visited this Earth only about 30 years later and the people of Earth seemed to know who he was. At least the superhero's and law enforcement did.

Her Eyes continue to scan the area as they drive and chat. Taking it all in. Getting to know the city layout, casing the place as it were.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Lobo? Nope. He a hero on your Earth?" By now, the dark spire of the decaying cathedral is visible. And in front of it, spotlights and Klieg lights mark the place the Batplane came to inglorious rest.

"You see anything like a parking place," Knox asks a bit nervously. This is not one of those places known for quality parking lots.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Amanda laughs amusedly, "Hardly, he's a friend of mine but hardly a hero. Rather infamous in his universe actually. Last of his kind, like your superman."

Her eyes scanning the place, spotting something that could be considered a spot she points, "How about that?"

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"What you see, Bird?" His night vision is not so great, even with the spotlights.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"A spot over there." pointing to an opening between two other parked cars. Maybe she should lend him her night vision glasses. Amazing the toys you pick up when you visit other worlds, and yes she carries it in her purse along with other electronic goodies because you never known when they may come in handy.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

He parks with all the skill of a NASCAR driver. Unfortunately, this is not Daytona.

Knox then locks the steering column, and puts on two anti-theft gadgets of limited use.

"There. That should hold...for ten minutes. Wanna see the wreck?"

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Amanda chuckles as yeah she could steal it if she wanted to though he does have the who would want to steal his car going for him.

"That's what I'm here for, just like all the other tourists." hey Amanda has no qualms about being a tourist.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Tourists? In Gotham? No one comes here. And I don't think anyone cares much about the bat outside this town. Joker's week of mayhem...it barely made the networks. Guess we're beneath Dan Rather." He snorts.

There are a handful of cops surrounding the wreck, as well as a few men in well-tailored suits. Half the plane is gone, as it's apparently being taken apart one way or the other.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

With a hand wave, "His loss."

"Are those Feds?" she indicates, not points, the well-tailored suits. She approaches the remains of the wreck at this point less concerned with getting souvinors and more interested in the plane itself.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Right the first time. I wonder which department. Not the FBI. Certainly not NTSB. Too nice.

"CIA? Military Intel?" Given what this plance can do, it makes some sense.

"Want to see if they'll talk to a pretty young woman checking the sights?" Knox is not above such stunts.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Maybe she has had some experience with such things, "Possibly ATF." she says.

Amanda is never above such stunts, "No harm in trying." she approaches them making sure to adopt an American accent. "Evening gentleman." flashing a bright charming smile.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. That's a honking big firearm." He watches as she sidles over.

"I'm sorry, miss," a large man with a gray crewcut says. "This is a restricted area."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Oh my restrcted. Sounds important. What is it?" she asks as if she has no idea. She is giving off a sensual, vurable, vibe as she speaks with them.