Endgame

[meowminx]

WHO: Selina Kyle, Norman Osborn, and a surprise guest star!
WHERE: Dark Avengers tower
WHEN: Tuesday, Jan 5th
SUMMARY: Selina has one last plan for getting even with Norman Osborn. Unfortunately for her, Norman Osborn isn't a total idiot.
WARNINGS: Blood and violence and a very long fall
FORMAT: Para

This was it. Once she'd finished this last job, she was done with Osborn. And not a moment too soon. She was getting sick of this whole idiotic facade.

Osborn was off with another dinner with Sarah. As much as Selina appreciated the Skrull's willingness to help, she didn't like putting her in this situation. Some of the guilt for getting Teddy hurt still twinged in her gut. Still, at least she was handling the most dangerous part herself.

Dressed in a maintenance staff uniform, wearing a long blond wig and thick glasses, Selina made her way through the tower, avoiding cameras and residents with an unconscious ease. The security was tighter around the lab, but nothing that she couldn't handle.

It wasn't hard for Selina to find the armor. Iron Patriot. The pretentiousness of it was sickening, really. Plenty of things about Norman Osborn were. But the armor itself? She had to admit it was impressive. Maybe it could do with a new paint job, but it was quite the piece of hardware.

She approached carefully, cautious of any security measures. There didn't seem to be any. She stopped a few feet away, reaching out to trace the smooth metal lines with her gloved fingertips.

It had been a while since Selina stole something this interesting.

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[liverletdie]

He reached out to catch her, the faceplate of the helmet popping up on a quick mental command to look at her with actual eyes. Despite the fact that the view was just the same as through the satellites, and through his helmet that it was through his own, it was still different. Perhaps it was just the fact that he wanted it to be, but he refused to acknowledge it. He constantly warred with the side of him that thought it would just be easier to succumb and become wholly the machine.

No, he wouldn't let that happen.

He lifted a hand, and opened one eye, examining it, mentally scanning, before he let it flutter back closed.

She needed medical attention. He knew she wouldn't want to go to the Hospital. They often asked too many questions, but when he reached around to try and pick her up, the glass was brought to his attention.

Dammit. He couldn't pull them out without the proper care. He picked her up gingerly, and held her in his arms, trying to avoid the shards of glass. Avengers Mansion. Much better than his damn penthouse, despite the fact that she was working for the enemy. He had a feeling that tenure wouldn't last.

[osreborn]

When Norman returned from his office -- out of his armor and in a nice clean suit, network post made -- he strolled by the broken window in order to head back to the lab, cleaning up the scene in there. He put his armor away carefully, placing everything exactly as it had been. Security footage had, luckily, been disabled in this area beforehand.

After he had taken care of the 'scene of the crime', he wandered by the window once more to clean up any glass that had fallen to the inside. His eyes flicked towards outside the window again, and then he frowned, darkly. The crater where Selina had landed remained on the sidewalk like the hole in the window, empty like the window pane.

Now, where the hell had she gone?