At Greenwood Cemetery...
The first thing Bane noticed was, well... there were no graves here. Above ground tombs were what you found here. Row upon row of them, dating back to the 1800's. That was creepy enough but...
The second thing he noticed was a plaque. It looked like it had been taken down, and reattached, possibly multiple times.
Interrment Place of the Infamous Cyrus Gold. Underneath the name were a series of dates, going back to October 1944 and as recent as March 2015. Next to the plaque was a granite tomb, cracked across the middle with one end of the lid dipping inside the tomb itself, making it clear that there currently was no occupant.
A moment later...
"
Well, you're certainly a big fella. You're not here to cause any trouble now are you?" The old guard walked up toward Bane, waggling a finger.
"I've already had problems with vandalism this week. Don't think you have any advantage on me because I'm old. I've got the reflexes of a cat and the dead eye of Hawkeye. Who do ya think taught him to shoot?" The guard had a name tag that proclaimed his name was
Stan.
@Breach
At the New Orleans Country Club... <-link to satellite image
It was mid-afternoon, and the approach to the clubhouse of the club was, well... wide open and devoid of cover. Once you got onto the grounds and past the high trees and fences that kept golf balls from pummeling cars on the highway or other buildings, it was as you'd expect the flatlands of the Delta to be... flat. And from the angle they were coming from initially, nothing between them and the clubhouse except a parking lot. If they wanted to approach from behind, they'd be traipsing across a golf course. True, there were enough trees
around the buildings that led up to the main clubhouse, but they were tall deciduous trees. Plus, it was the middle of the day.
There was a guard shack near the gates, and a guard in it, but let's face it here, if the likes of Red Hood and Deathstroke wanted to avoid detection by him, it would be no issue at all. Near the shack was a souped-up looking golf cart with badges painted on the sides - clearly a security car. The problem would be just striding across the wide open parking lot between the cart and the clubhouse. Unless you were actually invisible, Sue Storm style, there was no way to stealth through that. What do they do?
@Cush Almighty @Dipper
At Tulane University...
The vaunted X-Men (or so it appears to the academics), arrive on campus. It isn't long before one of the Deans approaches "Xavier" and asks about the nature of his visit. He explains that he is making a short stop in New Orleans but heard of the good work that was being done here and wanted to see the research so that he could hand out a sizeable amount of grant money. The costumes of the other two, Colossus and Cyclops, are similarly believed.
They're told that DuPree is taking a short sabbatical, and the professor expresses his dismay, saying that there was a deadline for the grant and he'll just have to give it to another university, and even starts to 'ask' Cyclops to call Notre Dame, but they're hastily rushed into DuPree's office.
"I'm sure his notes are here." The functionary tells our Xavier, who places two fingers on one temple.
"You will wait outside the office until you are called in." The 'professor' says to the flunky, who promptly repeats the command and goes outside.
If questioned, Nygma mentions softly so no one outside the room can hear it
"No, I'm not a telepath. He just believes I am so strongly that he acted as if I was. Now... shall we get looking?"
In the office was:
- Two filing cabinets
- DuPree's desk, with a docking station for a laptop on it, laptop missing. The desk has five drawers. The one large thin one across the top, and four down one side.
- An obviously locked closet.
- In one corner is a safe, made to look old-fashioned, perhaps 1800's
@LuckycoolHawk9 @Gands
