- 2° - Steal from the Rich and Give to the Sexy

[catchacold]

I was going to report a crime.

[The voice of Leonard Snart comes on, distinctive as ever. He looks into the camera, apparently leaning against a wall in a dimly lit room with pounding music and some flashing light. In his free hand he holds a beer, on his head he wears a pointy head that says 'Wizzard' on it, which might be familiar to some.]

But I'm not even sure what's going on here.

[That said he turns the camera to show Axel Walker, who - as usual - is a sight to behold.]

Make it rain! Oh yeah baby, just like that -- oh oh you are so fine.

[Axel is throwing what little money he stole because, you know, strip clubs aren't the best place to steal from, right back at the strippers. It's noble, you know. Like Robin Hood. He steals from the ugly old owners and gives to the sexy girls in need. Honestly, it's like charity, he's doing a good thing here. How could anyone want to put an end to this? Sliding some ones into girls' thongs, he turns to Leonard. While he's not entirely sure why he's being filmed, he assumes good reasons? He grins at the camera and tries his best to look cool, his body language changing to a sort of obnoxious swagger.]

Hey, yo, it's the Trickster once again and if you wanna get a little wiggle in your lap, come on down. I'm gonna be throwing singles at these honeys all night. No one is gonna stop me neither.

[He smirks cockily and turns back to the stripper, throwing a load of money at her.

Not to worry, children and concerned citizens, in spite of them obviously being at a strip club, Leonard takes care not to show anything that could entirely rob one's innocence.

He brings the camera back around to his face, just about smiling and clearly more amused than horrified.]

Help? I need a hero.



[ooc: Plotting post can be found here if you want to figure something out, otherwise just go for it. Commenting to each other and threadjacking are both HIGHLY encouraged! Action, voice, video or text, everything goes!]

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[catchacold]

You know it's all downhill once you admit to being easy?

[It's a strip club with quite a bit of chaos and action going on. Leonard however is just leaning about as far from it all as he possible can, apparently not overly drawn in by any of the naked skin on display.]

Loose schedule or do you just drop everything whenever I ask?

[heliophilic]

Let me let you in on a secret...

[M leans over and pulls the "Wizzard" hat off Snart's head.]

I really just sit at home waiting for you to post anything. My life revolves around you.

[catchacold]

[Not the most surprising move, but hey. That's his loot. Leonard snatches the hat back, but mercifully just holds it in his hand instead of putting it back on.]

My very own stalker. Dreams do come true.

[heliophilic]

[Hey so long as he isn't wearing it.]

Everyone has a hobby, right?

[M finally looks out at the rest of the club.]

You don't seem to be enjoying yourself.

[catchacold]

As stalkers go, seems like I lucked out.

[He pulls a pack of gum out of his pocket and puts one strip into his mouth before holding it out to M.]

Just because I'm not grinding anyone? Narrow definition of fun.

[heliophilic]

[He gently shakes his head at the offer.]

Well you're here, and the stage is all the way over there. Most people don't lurk in a corner... Or so I understand.

[catchacold]

Now I got you lurking with me.

[But Len supposes he might as well give something approaching an actual explanation.]

It's not really my scene. I'm just waiting to see who'll beat him up.

[heliophilic]

[Well, it's certainly a sight to behold.]

That's another one of you rogues, right? Judging by how he dresses alone I'm going to guess Trickster's kid. Or sidekick or something.

[catchacold]

From what they say, he's not officially one of them. He just really wants to be.

[Says something that apparently Leonard's easier to accept than this kid.]

And James Jesse says there's no relation. But the Trickster back where I'm from, he's the father of the Axel Walker there, so, yanno.

[A shrug and he glances at Axel.]

Apparently this one just stole his gimmick. Which tells you all you need to know about his judgement.

[heliophilic]

So he's what, a fanboy?

[Yeah, he really should have paid more attention to the Flash villains back home. This is far more amusing than most of the other superhero intel crap Stormwatch got him involved in.]

[catchacold]

Yep.

[It's not that fun where he's from either, but this? Pretty hilarious.

He just wishes not just the fanboy was still actually in crime.]

He really wants my approval, so as long as his attention span goes, he'll do whatever I tell him.

[heliophilic]

Oh Lenny. I never took you to be a cheapskate.

[Because all these singles are just sad.]

[catchacold]

You caught the part about attention span, right?

There are women with breasts, I ain't got a chance now.

[Besides, why would he want to stop this trainwreck?]

[heliophilic]

[M shakes his head, mock tutting.]

Well then, the real show shouldn't be long now. I think they're about as done with him as your friends are.

[catchacold]

Yeah?

[Not surprising, Axel is too much for anyone take. But Len just looks at M, raising an eyebrow.]

I thought the real show starts when you dance.

[heliophilic]

You say dance...

[M traces his fingers down his vest, stopping at the last button.]

But no one ever comes here for the dancing, do they?

[catchacold]

[Len's gaze follows the movement of his fingers, because it'd just be rude to not pay attention when a show is being put on. He hums noncommittally, but his almost smile speaks for itself.]

Wouldn't complain about either.

[heliophilic]

[His finger slides along the button as though he's going to pop it open before instead pulling it away.]

I'd hate to further anger the hardworking ladies here tonight by doing their job for free. They have enough to deal with with your little friend over there.

[catchacold]

Shame. Now you'll never know if there'd have been a tip in it for you.

[He finally turns his head back up to look at M's face, ending up with a smirk on his face.]

You just walk around all day, being a tease?

[heliophilic]

That's where you're wrong. I know how everything ends.

[A smirk.]

You mean you don't?

[catchacold]

Me? Nah. I'm just standing in the corner and according to you I didn't even look like I'm enjoying myself.

[Clearly he is innocent here.]

If you're enjoying me, you're really just teasing yourself. Ain't my fault.

[heliophilic]

And you think I'm cruel.

[Innocent his ass.]

Though... how can I not enjoy a face like yours? Even when you do look miserable.

[catchacold]

[For the record, he never said that his ass is innocent.]

Maybe that adds for you. Think you're a sadist? Gotta be, in that business of yours.

[heliophilic]

This will come as a surprise to you, but I much prefer it when you smile.

[Because they both no that ass is most certainly not. ]

How unoriginal. Try something I haven't heard a million times before.

[catchacold]

Seriously? Telling me you prefer when I smile in the same breath as you tell me I'm unoriginal? You need to work on your game, M, it ain't getting me to drop my pants just yet.

[Or smile, for that matter. Smirk, he can do that.]