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Dun dah dah duuuun~ ♫

[ It'd been an hour or two since she'd arrived. Barbara had wandered around Genessia City for some time, just observing the place with a sense of wonder. The quiet humming had come about when she'd walked by a dress shop and saw just the loveliest dress. It really was too bad. She smiled and tilted her head slightly. Not ending up in a coma again was probably for the best and the jailbait at the gate made it sound like it wasn't likely she was going to be seeing good old Jim any time soon anyhow. No Jim, no Tabitha. Not even a Butch to play with. This place was boring already.

She turns on her heel to face the nearest person, a smile plastered to her face that seemed just a little off. Not insincere, of course. She seemed legitimately excited all things considered. ]

Hi. Yes, you. Hello, I'm Barbara. Do you mind helping a girl out?

[ There are a lot more things to get acquainted with than the rules and regulations if you want to be comfortable, starting with the people. ]

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Mmmmmaybe~

[Tannusen had paused near the storefront too, he himself dressed mostly in white.]

That depends on the type of help you want, doesn't it?

[Jaune doesn't work in Genessia City, but sometimes he likes to go there just for a change of scenery. He's even wearing casual clothes. Pumpkin Pete's forever.

Unfortunately, he's taken by surprise by the attractive blonde who isn't Yang addressing him.]

He...llo?

[Gale was out and about in Genessia City to get more plans for a new establishment in the city, but he's easily sidetracked by the call of that pretty lady of there. He stops in place, giving her a bit of a smirk and tipping his sunglasses down.]

I'm sure I could manage it. What does a gorgeous lady like you need from a scoundrel like me?

[Well there was a happier reaction than was normal. But Blake had stopped trying to keep track of 'normal'.] New arrival?

[ There weren't many people who carried themselves in a way that seemed to remind her of a special someone. A special dead someone as it turns out not all predators survive long-term (though betting against Jim Gordon was definitely his mistake in Barbara's eyes). Still, it was a familiar sense she got from the man, which made her more comfortable- likely the opposite effect it would have on most people. ]

That depends on what kind of help you have. I'm new here. Trying to figure out who's in charge- not those Guardians which, by the way, on the nose much with the title? [ She makes like she's about to gag, but stops, a more serious expression on her face- though still not quite serious so much as demanding. ] I don't mean who brought us here either. I mean who's in charge of the streets, who's the one you don't want to cross?

Yes, hi. [ She sounds like she's getting snappy. She even raises her hand to gesture like she's trying to pull his eyes up to hers. ]

What's your name?

If you're a scoundrel you're perfect.

[ She actually looks excited by that, but it immediately ] Though if you're not and you're just claiming to be to get bad boy points, shame on you. So fess up. [ There's something sexual about the way she looks at him, practically purring out of her lips. If given a riding crop, she probably seemed like the type that would spank him. ] Have you really been a bad boy?

[Oh, so the same kind of attitude of his sisters. He meets her eyes, briefly apologetic.]

Jaune? My name is Jaune. What's your name?

Aren't you a quick study?

[ Okay there's something a little sarcastic about that, but it looks like she's studying Blake. She's easily giving off the least information about herself of everyone she's spoken to so far. ]

What can I say, I love wedding gowns. It's always been my dream to become a bride. What's your name?

Barbara. I already said that, but I'll give you some leeway because it looks like you need it.

[ This is clearly not the brightest crayon in the box she's talking to. ]

Okay, Jaune. Do you mind telling me where I can find a place to sleep that doesn't look like a box with a paper-thin mattress in it?

Gee, thanks.

[Suddenly his phone is a lot more interesting. There's an annoyed edge to his voice as well.]

The park? I'm not wrong. Don't know if you could handle that. Amagi Inn has nice rooms. I don't know what you'd compare them to but they're elegant and stuff.

Ohhh, the sort of question asked by few and far between.

[The tiger-turned-man has his black-gloved hands in his trouser pockets. He takes them out to tick people off on his fingers.]

Let's see... we have literal Dracula in Everglade, and rumor has it we have the actual devil... somewhere. There's a bunch of priests with some very un-priestly tendencies... especially that dark-haired one who bums around in bunny slippers. There's a fellow named Sun Wukong who I've never seen, but he owns a lot of things, and the same goes for that Weiss Schnee lady from the hologram.

No organized crime that I've seen. Nothing memorable, anyway. No gangs, or mobsters that I've seen...

Oh,

[Tannusen pauses, and smiles as though he'd forgotten.]

...and then there's myself, of course.

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[She doesn't take that too personally as her humor is pretty dry. And getting dumped here while planning a wedding is pretty much one of the most awkward things she can imagine.] Blake.

[Cue some hesitation.] It's not the strangest thing people have come here wearing.

[His eyebrows lifted in intrigue. Oh, that was a look and tone that definitely interested him. If she hadn't had his attention before, she sure had it now. He turned to face her fully, tilting his head to the side.]

Oh honey, I worked as a mercenary for years. I don't need to make claims for the bad boy points that I already have.

[He smiles then, making it a point to feign innocence.]

Unnnless you wanted me to lie and pretend that I've always been good boy all my life?

[ Good thing it's still in the window shop they're nearby. ]

What's the strangest? [ Always good to have expectations. And then break them. Maybe she'll go for something spectacular just to make a grand entrance. ]

Oh goody.

[ She smiles, taking a step closer, slowly lifting her hand to put it on his chest. ]

What's your name, baby?

Do I look like a street rat to you?

[ She may be cool with Selena and Ivy but that was mostly because she was drunk off her ass and the little brats were basically saying screw Jim at the time anyway so it suited her. Doesn't mean she wants to sleep outside. ]

Amagi Inn. [ Okay, that seems a little better. She smiles, her tone changing to a sort of sweet demand. ] Show me.

Groovy. That means there's an opening.

[ Less work for her if she doesn't have to climb over anyone to get her way. Though she's less organized crime and more.. everyone give me nice things and we all stay happy. Organized crime is just how Gotham works, so she works within it. ]

So do any of those people actually do anything or are they just rich and existent? And what are you supposed to be?

[ Just gotta check. ]

Is that a rhetorical question?

[It would be kind of hard to get your makeup that perfect if you were living outside. But it's rude to make assumptions.]

Sure, it's this way. [Nodding to his left, he starts to lead the way. He just interprets that as her being impressed that he (hopefully) knows how to not get lost to a fucking inn, and ends up gesturing to himself in pride.] It's a good thing you ran into me. Jaune Arc. I'm pretty good at finding places with beds.

[Chiaki had just been coming back from yet another day of gaming at various places or seeing a few that she had been invited to so she hadn't been paying much attention to people around her. At least until they spoke to her.

Looking over slightly, she kept her hands close to herself.]

Hello... What do you need help with?

From what I've seen, they just exist and are rich. As for what I'm supposed to be?

[Tannusen considers the question, and then laughs. There's something off about his upper and lower canines. It's impossible to place, the slipped seeming making the veil between his mortal guise and his real form a bit too thin there.]

Hungry, at present. Let's just say, once the shop-keep disappears in a few minutes, you're free to take whatever you want, and no one will be the wiser. He doesn't even have cameras rolling. Have fun!

[With that, he pushes open the door to the shop with the pretty dress, and makes his way casually for the owner. The predator aura is more than just a feeling, it's in his gait, in the casual way he saunters around the counter and drapes an arm around the stranger's shoulders. He's like... well, a big cat.]

[A big, hungry cat.]

[Tannusen casually leads the shopkeep into a back room, and then the pair of them somehow vanish entirely from the premises, if Barbara even bothers to check.]

Gale Reinhardt. But I don't mind bein' called whatever pet names you might come up with.

[He winks at her before proceeding to quirk an eyebrow.]

I'm guessin' you're new around here, Barbara? I think I'd remember seein' a doll like you around before.

[ She waits and watches, even having trailed behind to see what happened to them- if he'd actually done something fun, that might've been more exciting. He seems more like a petty criminal that likes showing off to her than anyone with actual vision, or brains. Who just shows off an ability like that to someone they've known for five seconds? The police must be terrible here not to have caught him yet. Either way, he's not someone to fall in line with, just someone good to be aware of. She had wanted to know who actually had power- this just took all the fun out of the situation. ]

Thanks sweetie, but I think I'm going to get going. Don't want to cause trouble on my first day. You have a name in case I need to call Betelgeuse three times?

Gale. [ She repeats the name, rolling it around on her tongue for a moment, tilting her head with big, innocent eyes, her hand flattening out so her fingers splay out over his chest just over the split in his shirt, the tips of her fingers threatening to sneak under them. ]

I know you said you're a scoundrel, but do you mind taking care of the new girl around town for a while? It's a big place, I might get lost.

[His eyes do watch her fingers curiously and it brings more of a curl into his smirk, but he'll tell himself to behave for now and keep his own hands off. Just in case.]

But of course, I can't say no to a lady who needs help. Especially if you wanna get acquainted with the other cities now, you'll probably want someone to watch your back in one of 'em in particular.

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