Lilies and Politics

June 03, 2015:

Morien Washington and Janet Van Dorn discuss politics.

Giella Gardens

One of the public gardens in Gotham's Giella Gardens.

Characters

NPCs: Umoja Security Details Cops

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Fade In…

Sitting on a bench near a collection of exotic lilies, Morien waits for his guest this evening.
There is a duo of men wearing identical business suits and ear pieces revealing their occupation as body guards that are a few yards from Morien, but continue to monitor him, and the Garden's dwindling crowd.

There is a small briefcase sitting next to the ground at Morien's feet. He reaches into the briefcase and pulls out his ipad to message the DA his exact location in the park.

It is, admittedly, very nice to get out of the office and into the fresh air, but Janet is constantly surveying the rooftops and any hedges higher than her waist for anyone who might be drawing a bead on her. She, too, has a pair of bodyguards: a couple of off-duty cops she trusts. She's well-liked on the police force, and things have been such that she has a guard or two most times she's outside her office or her home.
She pulls out her phone when it buzzes and nods, taking a turn around the park to find the park bench where Morien waits. When she does step up to meet him, she extends a hand to shake. "Good evening," she says. "I hope you didn't wait too long."

"Not at all, besides I am a very patient person, and you District Attorney are a person worth waiting for." Morien rises for a moment to shake her hand and wait for her to take a seat. "I thought this was a nice location. It is out in the open, so it is not does give an appearance of being secretive, but still remains a sense of privacy.

Morien clasps his hands together and turns to District Attorney, "So, District Attorney Dorn, have you ever wanted to be Mayor Gotham, and do you believe you have the ovarian fortitude to be mayor of Gotham?

"And fresh air is nothing to sneeze at," Janet confirms. She doesn't send her bodyguards away — clearly, she has no plans to discuss anything that they wouldn't be safe to hear. To Morien's question, though: she's not exactly unprepared for it, but she still shrugs very slightly as she answers: "I've given it thought, and I haven't made a decision yet. As far as… ovarian fortitude," she adds, with a wry twist to her lips, "being District Attorney is at least some preparation for what being Mayor would be like. Why does this interest you so much, Mr. Washington? Why do you think I should be Mayor?"

"Gotham has very few shining lights. You have a reputation of being one of them." Morien settles back down on the bench and turns slightly to her, "You can only do so much as a District Attorney, and a person who succeeds as Mayor of Gotham could bring a lot of good to the people of this City, and a person who started as a shining light in Gotham could turned into a shining light for the whole nation.

Morien raises his right eyebrow slightly and shrugs his shoulders, "My corporation does business in a lot of places that some would think are too chaotic, but we do business there because we believe in the leaders that are striving to make things better. Now, if I can do business in Africa and Central America, then I should be able to do business in Gotham. Gotham is little bit more chaotic and dangerous. I like to aligned with strong leaders.

Morien looks her over and turns slightly away from her and stays at lilies, "Call me a visionary, but I have faith that the right person from Gotham could become a very powerful political figure in this nation, if they could change Gotham for the better.

Janet remains standing for at least the first part of this, but she does at last sit down with a bit of astonishment and a slight shake of her head. "The District Attorney can do a lot," she begins. "I mean, I took the job — rather, I ran for the office — because the law fascinates me. Prosecuting criminals is important in a city like Gotham. …More important for the long-term, I admit," she adds, taking a deep breath, "is making policy changes so that poverty doesn't crush opportunity so massively. To bring big business in and to incubate small business…"

She waves a hand slightly. "I swear," Janet adds with a faint smile, "you're pushing for me to run for President before I'm fifty."

"If people are given more opportunities for employment, and even more important a role model that is a symbol of incorruptibility." Morien winks at her, "I am not pushing you for anything. I just stating that I believe in you, and I will commit my vast resources to your campaign as Mayor, and if you still remain a shining light….Well, there is always time to talk about future political positions. As I stated before, I am a very patient person."
Morien thinks to himself that patience is one of the first lessons you learned when you are immortal.

"You know part of being incorruptible is not being bought by anyone." Janet's mouth quirks up at the corner again. "But I know that's not what you're trying to do. Gotham needs a stronger business climate. Umoja wouldn't get any favors that everyone else wouldn't get.

You must understand that. A city that's open for business is good to any businesspeople who want to set up shop here. This city could be a truly great place. We have it in us. We have the drive, the dedication…"

"Umoja or myself do not need Gotham. The insurance cost of doing business in Gotham is pretty high, bit I like a challenge." A sly grin appears on his face, "If I wanted someone I could bribe or control, I could have thrown a stone and hit a plethora of Gotham politicians."

Morien sticks his ipad back into his briefcase and turns back to face her, "All I ask is for you to not lose your passion and commitment to do what is right. Morien places his right hand on his chest and states, "I might ask for a favor, but it will not be anything that would put you in a compromising position, unless you find showing me around Gotham from time to time compromising. You can always refuse my request. My interests is in you, and what you have done, and what you can do in the future. The only string is that you are committed for the long haul, and do not waiver from being a shining light.

"You could," Janet agrees. "Before I was even in office, one of the crime families sent a man to try to buy me off. When I decked him and sent him out of my office with a bloody nose, my approval rating jumped ten percent overnight." She smiles faintly at the mention of favors; there's a warning look in her eyes, but her expression softens a bit when he clarifies. "The day I'm not ready to give it all I've got is the day I'm no longer suitable to hold my position. Or any position. Still, I hav ea bit of an addiction to the courtroom. Which, admittedly, I don't get to see much of nowadays. I'll consider it."

"There is more good to be done outside the courtroom. Judges can be bought, wardens can be bought, evidence and witnesses can be bought too."

Morien rises from his bench and motions for his security detail, "You are like Sisyphus pushing his rock against the hill, but you are not being punished for your own chronic deceitfulness, you are being punished for your desire to route out the deceitfulness of Gotham. I am offering you the opportunity to slow the rock from coming down the mountain, and in time for the rock to be pushed so high up the mountain that when you does fall, your victories will help many more people.

"We both know I won't be able to stay up on top forever," Janet admits. "And that I don't have much chance when I'm running against people who can be bought. But I always figure I have a chance if the election is free and open." She rises as well, nodding to the officers who brought her here. "Let's say I'm considering it more strongly than I was yesterday, Mr. Washington. It's been a pleasure talking to you."

Morien dips his head to her, "Thank you for hearing me out. If you decline my offer, I will still help when I came, but to a lesser degree. I still would like for you to show me about Gotham, when you are free." Morien picks up his briefcase walks towards his security detail, "Have a good evening, District Attorney."

"Sometime soon. It really is a beautiful city," Janet says, "and it may be that you'll see it a lot more in the future. You picked one of the most beautiful spots, I will say. Have a very good evening, Mr. Washington." She turns then, glancing back over her shoulder before settling in with her bodyguards alongside.
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