Seattle, the invitation for Dinah

[basic_powers]

He is a man of his word, and one more than capable of figuring out how to get people in and out of his world with little issue. That's why he and Dinah emerge from the third stall of the Unisex bathroom of the Seattle Public Library. It's clean, quiet, and most importantly of all, devoid of security cameras.

"Be this portal ever so humble."

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[basic_powers]

Yeh, they're trying to get back up. That is until Beauford staggers up to them and takes both of their wallets and masks.

How does Dinah feel about stealing from thieves?

Or about Beauford growling like that.

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah is not OK with stealing from theives!

...checking to see if they're stolen wallets is another thing, so she's going to hope it's that, which is why her question is a question, not an accusation.

"What're you doing?"

[basic_powers]

"Getting their names." Attempted mugging is a crime after all. He's going to need to file a police report about this.

Or he would if he weren't staring at some card in one wallet and checking the other before facepalming into his gloves.

"I do not believe this."

[raptorcanaria]

Still working on the assumption that muggers taken down with a single throw by a woman smaller than either of them are smart enough not to come back for more, Dinah moves to look over his shoulder.


"... I don't get it."

[basic_powers]

"They're MetaWorship Masochist Leaguers." Beauford glares at the two men who're getting up now, and not looking the least bit unhappy.

"They usually stage attacks so they can get beaten up and meet metahumans and superheroes." He's just going to hand Dinah the wallets and look disgusted.

[raptorcanaria]

"Ew!"

Dinah takes the wallets and throws them each at the respective heads of the men getting up again. "What is wrong with you?"

[basic_powers]

"Don't get violent with them, these guys like that stuff happening to them." Beauford calls as he gets out a cellphone to make a discreet to call Concrete Jungle's front desk, and a minute later the burly man from the door is leaning out into the cold looking their way.

Now the two would-be muggers actually look a little scared and start running. Soon followed by the burly man and the six-armed dog-lady from before.

"Well that was fun." Beauford winces, rubbing at his left side. "Let's catch that bus."

[raptorcanaria]

"That wasn't violence," Dinah grumbles. "They didn't even get violence."

It's just such a ridiculous thing that it's left her in a bad mood, though that doesn't stop her giving his side a concerned glance. "You OK?"

[basic_powers]

"It'll feel better once I get some alcohol in me and an ice pack." Beauford says. "They just hit an old wound."

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah frowns in sympathy. "Then we'll just have to get those things," she says. "Let me know if I can do anything."

[basic_powers]

"Put up with my poor attempts at humor as a coping mechanism?" He's smiling a little on that one, so it's not all serious, jogging in the snow to reach the bus stop, and digging into a coat pocket for some asprin and gulping them down dry. "Though if I get drunk, you may have to put up with me on a tetchy rant or two later."

[raptorcanaria]

"Done and done," Dinah says cheerfully. "Poor attempts at humour as a coping mechanism is pretty much standard for my friends, anyway."

[basic_powers]

"Excellent!"

They just make the bus to get back to the transfer station, and then another to get within a few blocks of the club districts, with Beauford taking the window seat on the left side of the bus each time.

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah, in the meantime, proves pretty good at small talk, although most of it is asking for a visual tour of the city and occasionally being distracted by the prospect of food.

[basic_powers]

There's at least 5 restaurants that they pass before they get to the stop they need, and we're not talking Speedy Bippy Burger kind of food either.

"I promise, next time we come here in warm weather, I'll take you down to this great pizza place, their cajun pizza with alligator meat is delicious."

[raptorcanaria]

"But only in warm weather?" Dinah asks. "Or is it an outdoor restaurant?"

[basic_powers]

"Warm weather because it's a 14 block walk from the bus-stop to the area it's in. During the spring, summer and fall, we'd be able to catch a trolley." Beauford answers. "And because it's nicer to dine there when it's warmer. Took my cousin Nico there this past August, he loved it."

[raptorcanaria]

"...wow. Maybe we'll save that for spring, then."

There is nowhere in Gotham (at least, central Gotham) that's a fourteen block walk from a subway stop, let alone a bus stop. This is why Dinah's eyes widen.

[basic_powers]

He ain't getting no darn taxi for there, and right now the Subway has far too many security cameras for his comfort level.

"Definitely for spring." He's not so made of money that he can get a cab here after all. After a while she'll start to notice more cars though, and people walking around them now. Then the sounds and smells as Beauford turns the corner towards the club. There's a small huddled line of people near the front and a big man who is actually standing head and shoulders over the rest.

And the fact that he's got lavender skin probably has nothing to do with anything.

"Brazil!"

"Beauford!"

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah, who is very good friends with a green Martian, brightens and gives a wide grin, through which she's still blowing steam into the icy air.

"Hi."

[basic_powers]

"And who's the fine young thing you've got with you tonight?" Brazil, grins, doing an eyebrow waggle in good fun.

"Stoppit, Brazil," Beauford smirks up at the man. "This is Dinah, she's a daughter of one of Uncle Ray's friends."

"You know, I'm still waiting to see your Julie come and visit here."

[raptorcanaria]

"You're not the only person waiting to meet Julie," Dinah interjects, with the faintest of smirks sideways at Beauford.

"Nice to meet you, Brazil."

[basic_powers]

"Ah, our boy here is just shy about his closet. You two head on in." Brazil nods to the door. "Oh and Beauford, your favorite pack of drag-queens is in tonight."

Well.

Alright. There's a coat check on the left, a unisex bathroom on the right and by now Dinah can probably smell food, sweat, perfume and several other things as the music thuds through the doors.

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah's hat is ripped off her head almost immediately, balled up around her mittens. "Nice place!"

The advantage of being with her is that she can always raise her voice above the noise. The disadvantage is she has absolutely no shame in visibly checking out the talent.

[basic_powers]

With Beauford, you can be assured he'll find the best place to sit and take it all in.

And there is plenty to take in, it looks like there's a couple of very bendy cage dancers up tonight in their best Vegas Showgirl outfits. And on the floor itself are many other couples, singles or packs of people moving about to the music.

It's skirting around the edge that has Beauford asking Dinah what kind of drink she wants, before handing her a slim appetizer menu.