sonia_alcana | sunday morning in the east end

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On her days off, it's rare that Sonia gets out of bed before noon. For starters, she's a night owl, and when she's working she tends to build up something of a sleep deficit. Then there's the fact that without much of a social life, when she isn't working she doesn't really have any tangible reason to get out of bed at a decent hour.

This morning, though, she's wide awake at 8:30 am. Slipping quietly out of bed, retrieving her service pistol from the safe in her closet, and making her way to the living room.

Someone is in her apartment, and she sure as hell did not invite them in.

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From:

alfonso_conde

Bane takes his own mug of coffee, and pours Irish Cream into it. He then offers the bottle to Sonia.

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sonia_alcana

It is, perhaps, a bit early to start drinking, but it's Sunday, and it's not like either of them is going to church this morning, after all. Sonia takes the bottle, adds a couple fingers of kick to her coffee, and settles down at her kitchen table, which is just big enough for two (when one of the two is Bane's size).

She doesn't entertain much.

"So you're trying to ingratiate yourself with MCU, that makes sense," she says. "Why are you here, though? You think I'll be easy to manipulate because you had sex with and brought me a coffee maker?"

No one has ever accused Sonia of assuming the best of people.

From:

alfonso_conde

Bane adopts a wry smile. "If my largesse were simply about buying favours from your department, wouldn't it make more sense to find someone further up the police hierarchy? The truth is that I think you are a valuable ally. You made detective without any of the social climbing that most of your contemporaries seem to specialize in."

From:

sonia_alcana

She gives him a sharp look.

"And how would you know that?"

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alfonso_conde

"You mentioned it when we were drinking that other night. And by 'mentioned,' I mean you went off on a five-minute rant about it." Bane sips his coffee.

From:

sonia_alcana

"Right." She makes a face. "Please never mention that to anyone ever again."

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alfonso_conde

"I know that Thorne has at least half the GCPD in his pocket," Bane says. "But he must have some chief lieutenants. Suppose those men were discredited, that would disrupt his control. At least until he found replacements."

From:

sonia_alcana

Sonia nods, not entirely convinced, but thinking about it.

"Something like that could stir up tensions. It'd need to be done carefully."

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alfonso_conde

"We'd need a proxy. Someone we could disavow, and whose motives wouldn't necessarily indicate our involvement."

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sonia_alcana

Sonia frowns thoughtfully. The idea of handling things through a proxy is somewhat distatesful to her.

Her cat, a small, grumpy orange creature, ventures out from under the couch and jumps onto her lap. She scratches his ears absently while he glares at Bane, who he obviously sees as an unwelcome intruder.

"Have anyone in mind?"

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alfonso_conde

"Only the Batman, of course. His whole plan seems to be simply to attack anyone who breaks the law. Someone in a Batman costume could wreak a lot of havoc on Thorne's operation without revealing any agenda beyond that." Bane smiles. "Of course, to have our own Batman we'd need a lot of money and a large, strong, agile man. I don't suppose you happen to know where we could find those, do you?"

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sonia_alcana

Sonia raises one eyebrow, incredulous.

"Well, I know a guy with visible abs and a lot of money," she says finally. "I can't say as he has a lot of common sense, though."

From:

alfonso_conde

Bane narrows his eyes, looks off into space and says in a raspy voice, "I am the night."

He turns to Sonia and grins.

From:

sonia_alcana

Oh dear god.

"Yeah, you are definitely going to get yourself killed. Possibly me as well."

From:

alfonso_conde

"Oh, come off it. If someone like Bruce Wayne can do it, then surely I can."

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sonia_alcana

She rolls her eyes.

"Weren't you just telling me the other day how unstable and dangerous that guy is, and how I should avoid him? The Batman is insane. Surely if you want to create some kind of alter ego, there's a less suicidal way to go about it."

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alfonso_conde

"Ah, some kind of Batman Lite, I take it?" Again his eyes narrow. He says in a raspy voice: "I am the dusk."

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sonia_alcana

She snorts.

"Well, for starters, you're not going to get anywhere by trying to impersonate Batman specifically. You're twice his size, people would notice."

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alfonso_conde

"So we create a copycat vigilante, every bit the equal of Batman and Thorne won't know that he's being targeted specifically. We can air his dirty laundry without him knowing where to retaliate."

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sonia_alcana

"Do you ever actually listen to yourself talk?"

Her tone is verging on bemused.

"I'm not saying this wouldn't work, I just think you might be completely insane, is all. I think you should be open to that possibility."

From:

alfonso_conde

"Well, sure," Bane says. "But since insanity hasn't been an impediment to my plans, I figure I can ignore it for the time being."

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sonia_alcana

"Fair enough," she says. "I'm just saying. This town has enough of a problem with crazies everywhere. Just don't get reckless-crazy, okay?"

She's clearly not the most sensitive person when it comes to mental health concerns. You'd think she'd be a bit better about this considering the obvious bipolar streak in her own family.