[center][b][u]Killing Joker, New Metropolis Intro to Battle[/u][/b][/center] So far the day was going as any other day had. Luckily for the Harrison he didn't have much of anything to really do. In fact, he'd only just now awoken and rolled out of bed. His hair was a mess and there was a bit of drool still fresh on the edge of his mouth. "Geez... I could have sworn I was supposed to do something today..." He said calmly. No school... So that wasn't it. And he didn't have a job so... Oh wait... He had been wired money to retrieve some... "That's right!" He gleefully threw his fists in the air and without any further delay he was in the bathroom. He began to clean his mouth and face and after that he was showering. "I should hurry. The whole deal thing will happen soon." He said to himself as he bathed. Still, it was a good thing that the young man had woken up. If not he might have missed his chance altogether and would have had to go through an entirely different ordeal. As Harrison finished his bath he made his way back to his room. He started suiting up, checking all his gear, and applied his white make-up and then spray dyed his hair. "Perfect." His said just as he placed his domino mask on his face. "Now. I'm out." He said as he hopped out of his window and began heading up to the roof. It'd take him roughly 30 minutes to get to his destination. The meeting would take place in 45. That left him 15 minutes to pick up a bagel and scope out the place. Well... At the very least he'd pick up a bagel. "Oh yeah. This is gonna be fun. And as long as the merch doesn't get messed up I can do whatever I want." He laughed as he travelled across the rooftops in a rather giddy mood. Things could have been going a lot worse. Of course, even if they had been going worse, Harrison could always think of something. As he chomped down on the bagel he’d “acquired” a grin began to form on his face. He wasn’t about to let this thing drag out and lose a client. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that if after getting paid in advance he didn’t deliver he’d end up being attacked. Then he’d probably kill his current employer and he’d be down a customer who was dumb enough to pay in advance. “Welp…” He finally arrived. He was currently sneaking into a warehouse. There was a group already present. There was also a small box sitting on a table. He let out a small whistle. “Lotta security.” He whispered as other’s began to enter, one man in particular carrying a case which would like have whatever was being traded. “Now if only I could see the merchandise.” Harrison had a bad habit of talking to himself. “Lemme see the merch.” The man with the case spoke calmly. He’d done this before. He wasn’t a big boss or anything like that though. None of these guys really were. Harrison had seen and met a few big bosses. So he could pretty much tell now. Still, this was a pretty lucky break. The box was opened and he could see what he was after. “Oh yeah. There it is.” His grin grew wider as he stood up in the rafter he was hiding on and pulled his twin hammers from his back. He slammed each into the rails of the rafters and began to run around laughing cheerfully. Of course, the men were beginning to look around and search for whoever was there. Things were just getting started. -------------------------------- [center][b][u]Nicolas Constantine, New Metropolis[/u][/b][/center] Nicolas hadn’t been to New Metropolis in some time. Furthermore, he hadn’t even expected that the destination of the problem he’d discovered using his divination abilities to lead him to the Stark household. “This is quite a problem.” He said as he approached the gate. It was closed. The place had been abandoned, for a while so he wasn’t sure anyone would be around to answer for him now. “Right…” He sighed as he took a few steps back. There weren’t many around this place. That much was very good for him since he could act much more freely. With one small leap he was able to seamlessly float over the rather large gate and glide quite a ways over the long walk way before landing. “The rich sure seem to have it made.” He let out a small whistle impressed by the land around him. However, he continued on his way to the door. He was here on business after all. Once at the door and began to look around for a way in. He didn’t think answering the door would work and he wasn’t really one to rely completely on his magic. “Bullocks. The rich never make it easy do they.” He sighed as his current task continued.