The First Meeting. With [livejournal.com profile] chloeas.

Feb. 23rd, 2011 09:29 pm
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It was a quiet night in Metropolis, Kansas.

Which considering the recent crime-wave that had brought him to the city in the first place, was highly unusual.

He watched the LuthorCorp building silently from a few rooftops away. Maybe it was time to get down to the other thing that had brought him to Kansas. Nodding slightly, he ran across the roof and jumped over to the next building, a little shorter building than the one he'd just been on.

He was about to fire a zipline to the company building when he spotted a figure down below, looking a little too interested in...picking the door lock?

He raised his eyebrows behind the dark glasses he wore and watched her for a moment. He couldn't exactly break in if someone else was already breaking in.

Which meant he'd have to confront her.

At least the night was about to get more interesting.

Date: 2011-02-24 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe was trying her hardest to move as fast as possible as she worked on the lock, she checked her tiny laptop that was on the floor and made sure the alarm was off before trying the piece of metal once more against the lock, holding her breath then blowing it out when the door finally gave under her hand.

"Okay, Chloe, you can do this," she told herself, holding the door open with her foot and picking up the laptop, shoving it on her messenger bag and pushing her way inside.

She had broken into LuthorCorp facilities several times before, but the Metropolis ones had a much better security than the Smallville ones ever did.

Date: 2011-02-24 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"You know, when most people break and enter it's to steal a computer out of a place, not take one inside."

Date: 2011-02-24 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She stilled completely, her stomach dropping when she heard the voice behind her, swallowing hard, she shifted on her feet and took a deep breath, "which goes to show that's not what I'm doing, I just forgot my keys."

Worth a shot, right?

Date: 2011-02-24 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
Completely worth the shot, but that didn't mean he was buying it.

"Sure you did. Why don't you tell me what you're really doing breaking into LuthorCorp at Midnight?"

Date: 2011-02-24 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She took a deep breath and turned around, completely ready to bullshit him and then she realized that this man was no security guard and at that, her attitude completely changed.

Arching an eyebrow, cocked her head, "why would I tell you? I'll take a wild guess and assume you're doing the exact same thing. You're definitely not one of the bozos the Luthors hired." She had never seen one dressed like that anyway, she could only hope she was right.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He smirked at her. "I generally stop people from breaking and entering," he informed her. This was definitely turning out to be more interesting than he'd thought it would be.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe eyed him closely and arched an eyebrow, "you do realize that you doing the exact same thing you're trying to stop me from doing, kind of defeats the purpose of stopping me, right?" She asked, placing a hand on her hip.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Actually when you broke in, you left the door unlocked," he responded with amusement. "So why don't you tell me why you're breaking into Lex Luthor's office building?"

Date: 2011-02-24 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"Look," Chloe said, "I know you're not going to stop me, you would have a gun pointed at me if you were planning to," she pointed out, "so why don't you go stop more dangerous people from breaking and entering banks or whatever it is you do and leave me alone?"

Date: 2011-02-24 04:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He frowned. "I don't like guns, Lady."

Date: 2011-02-24 04:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"No guns?" Chloe smirked, arching her eyebrows at him and nodding, "see you later." She told him, turning around and starting toward the elevators once more, her heart pounding against her chest, her eyes wide. She had no idea who that guy was, but once she stole the information from Lex, she had to find out.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
For a moment he just stared after her in disbelief. "That doesn't mean I'm unarmed. Bullets aren't the only weapon available."

Date: 2011-02-24 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"I'll take your word for it," she called, not stopping, she could only hope he wouldn't stab her on the back or something. She knew turning her back to a possible enemy was incredibly stupid, but it wasn't like she could fight him if she had to so being boldly stupid was pretty much her only option.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He blinked once, then again, not even sure what to make of her. Shaking his head, he followed her quickly, not even bothering to pull his crossbow. It wasn't like she was dangerous. Obviously.

"All right. Seriously. You're gonna have to leave."

Date: 2011-02-24 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe took a deep breath and turned to face him, her jaw tight, "or what?" She asked, staring at him, "I don't know who the hell you are or what kind of creepy kinky stuff you're into, but I'm sure you can go find a club or two in South Metropolis that you'll fit right in, just pretend you never saw me and we can both move on."

Date: 2011-02-24 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
Now he was just annoyed.

"You should hold onto your computer," he informed her.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She took a couple steps back, away from him and held on to her bag, giving him a warning look, "why won't you just leave me alone?"

Date: 2011-02-24 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Because you're breaking the law," he informed her, giving her a look, and moving to her side, picking her up in a fireman's pose, smirking a little as he headed back toward the door effortlessly.

Date: 2011-02-24 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe's eyes widened and she started punching him, kicking and squirming as she tried to get down, "what the hell is your problem!?" She demanded angrily but also scared, he was ruining everything, she was never going to be able to find another opportunity like tonight's when all the employees were attending to a LuthorCorp even in the other side of town.

"This is breaking the law too!" She grunted, punching his back hard, "it's called kidnapping!"

Date: 2011-02-24 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"No, it's called taking you back outside before you actually get yourself into some kind of trouble." He set her down outside the door, folding his arms across his chest.

Date: 2011-02-24 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She groaned and rolled her eyes when the door fell shut, locked and the alarm possibly reactivated itself, "you just wasted all the work I did tonight!" She told him irritatedly, her jaw clenched, "and completely ruined possibly my only chance to actually find my best friend, so thank you for that."

Date: 2011-02-24 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He paused at that, raising his eyebrows a little. "You think your best friend is locked up in LuthorCorp?"

Date: 2011-02-24 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"No." Her jaw clenched tighter and she took a deep breath, "it's none of your business, but next time you want to play hero, you should try to stop actual criminals."

Date: 2011-02-24 02:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
Who the hell was this woman? he wondered, staring at her.

"It sounds like you're making an accusation against the Luthors." In which case he needed to find out what was going on and what she knew.

Date: 2011-02-24 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Technically, she wasn't, the only reason she was breaking into LuthorCorp was to download satellite data, but he didn't need to know that, "and let me guess, you have a problem with that."

Date: 2011-02-24 04:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Not really. Call it idle curiosity. But if you convince me, I might just let you back in there." He raised an eyebrow.

Date: 2011-02-24 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"My best friend went missing during the last meteor shower in Smallville and I need the LuthorCorp satellite images to see if I can find out what happened to him," she said tightly, taking a step closer and glaring at the much taller man, " but I can't get to them anymore because the labs open at four and that won't give me enough time to take down the alarm again, get in, find and download the files and leave."

Date: 2011-02-24 06:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"And of course if you had just told me all this to begin with, things would have been much easier, you know?" Shaking his head, he turned around to face the alarm system, punching in a code.

Date: 2011-02-24 06:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe's eyes widened as she stared at the alarm pad, she glanced at the man again and her eyes narrowed, "you mean when you were accusing me of being a criminal?" She asked, pushing her way past him and into the building once more, "who the hell are you anyway?"

Date: 2011-02-24 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Sorry. Can't reveal that. It wouldn't be safe," he informed her, following her inside. "Go find your information. Try to be quick. I'll watch the door."

Date: 2011-02-24 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She stared at him for a moment then rolled her eyes, "whatever," she muttered, she had no idea who this guy was and she sure as hell didn't trust him, for all she knew, he was trapping her inside just to take her to the Luthors and get a bonus.

But the truth was, she couldn't not take him on his offer since it might be her only real shot at finding Clark, so she rushed down the hall and disappeared into one of the elevators a moment later.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He watched her go, then sighed and shook his head. Somehow this wasn't exactly what he had in mind when he'd decided to break into LuthorCorp. But she seemed so upset and determined, he figured he'd help her get whatever it was she was looking for and he'd come back for what he was looking for on another night.

He just wondered what the hell was going on with the Luthors this time.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
It took her less than twenty minutes to find the mainframe for the LuthorCorp network since she had already researched the blueprints, and to download all the information she would need (in addition for some extra projects that looked mildly interesting).

As soon as she was done, she rushed back down to the main floor and was more than a little surprised to find her mysterious enemy/accomplice was in fact still there, watching the door.

"I thought you'd have left by now," she said, staring at him for a moment then pushing the door open and stepping out of the building.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"I told you I was going to watch the door," he reminded her, shaking his head a little and then following him outside, re-alarming the system.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"Yeah, and obviously I'm stupid enough to just take the word of a masked man in tights, no questions asked," she said, rolling her eyes.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He held up his index finger, glaring at her. "They're not tights. It's leather," he responded, voice still distorted.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"Leather tights," she pointed out, staring at him, "anyway, if the Luthors show up on my door step tomorrow morning, I'll know to thank Robin Hood for it."

Date: 2011-02-24 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He rolled his eyes even though she couldn't see him doing so. This woman was annoying. "The Luthors are no friends of mine," he said evenly, pulling his crossbow from his back and taking aim at the roof across the street with a grappling arrow.

"Good luck finding your friend."

Date: 2011-02-24 07:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe blinked and looked at the bow then the arrow, her eyes widening when he shot across the street. Holding her breath the looked at him and took a step closer, "wait."

Date: 2011-02-24 07:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He paused, glancing at her. "What?"

Date: 2011-02-24 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"if the Luthors are no friends of yours, we have something in common," she told him, pursing her lips together for a moment, "mind sharing that code?"

Date: 2011-02-24 07:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
A small smirk tugged at his mouth. "70-21-18-2-5," he informed her, a little amused. "Good luck." Without waiting for a response, he hit the retract button on his bow and went sailing through the air rapidly.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
"70-21-18-2-- woah..." she murmured, stepping forward and watching as the man disappeared on top of the building across the street.

She definitely had to figure out who he was.

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