No one to answer to.

[secondrate]

WHO: Jason Todd and OPEN
WHERE: The rooftops in the City, specifics are up to you!
WHEN: Friday, early morning (~2-8 amish?)
WARNINGS: Potential violence, crude language.
SUMMARY: Jason arrives in the City and decides to explore.
FORMAT: Action or paragraphs, whichever you'd prefer! I'll start with action, though.


[Well, this is different. Definitely not Gotham anymore. Looks more like New York. At least, he still has a few things on him. And by a few things, that means his pistols, jacket full of "toys," knife, and helmet, which in itself is quite an arsenal. He remains still for only a matter of moments as he stares around from under his domino mask before he pulls his helmet on and sets off for the roof. Feeling the wind against the leather is far more comfortable than sitting around inside waiting for his neck to heal. Death would have been faster, honestly. Even now, with bandages wrapped tightly underneath kevlar, he can feel skin pulling and straining. Yet, he ignores that pain and lands on the lip of the nearest building.

With the extra height, he can now see that it's neither Gotham nor New York, but some strange city that makes deja vu kick him in the side of the head. Still, it's unfamiliar enough to throw him.

What the hell is this?

Propping one leg up on the stone, he glances around for something he can latch onto, something to guide the building blocks of what could be a new life in a new city.]

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[secondrate]

[Jason turns to catch a glimpse of Kate and the unfamiliar cape as he reaches down for his pistol. He creeps toward the gap separating him from where he believes he saw the cape before retreating back across and doing the same as before. He wants to judge his opponent before facing them and so he swings over to the next roof, diving behind an air conditioning unit almost immediately.]

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[gevurah]

[ Someone seems shy.

She pursues -- but not aggressively. It's that darn curiosity all the Bats have. It's evident this person has noticed her now; what he's up to she wants to know.

In turn, she swings to the roof Jason has now hidden himself. ]

It's all good!

[secondrate]

[Jason hears Kate swinging across and keeps himself pressed against the air conditioning unit as he runs his finger along the trigger. Just a couple seconds. Just a couple more.]

[gevurah]

[ She stops midway and stands her ground. ]

[secondrate]

[When she stops, Jason whips around the air conditioner unit and points the gun at her, arm steady as he gets a good long look at her. She's not familiar and that makes him frown underneath the helmet as he spots the insignia on her chest. A Bat. Great. There's more of those capes roaming around, just what he needs from some new place. Still, it isn't Bruce and that's enough for him.]

Look what the cat dragged in.

[gevurah]

[ Her eyes train on the gun, yet she doesn't make a move. He's got a clear shot at her and she would really not like to A) waste anything in her utility belt and B) not have a bullet lodged in her body.

She purses her lips. She doesn't recognize the helmet. ]

'Evening to you, too.

[secondrate]

What brings a girl like you out on a night like this?

[It's a faux-flirting tht's somewhat diminished by the fact that he's pointing a gun at her, finger on the trigger and ready to fire if he gives him any trouble.]

[gevurah]

I can ask you the same thing.

[ She tilts her head, indicating the gun he's holding. ]

I'm not here for a fight.

[secondrate]

I'm not here for a fight either. [But he still doesn't lower the gun; he has an advantage and he's not about to relinquish it without a very good reason.] You're on patrol like a good little Bat.

[gevurah]

[ Though he can't see it, Kate rolls her eyes behind her mask. ]

Problem with Bats?

[secondrate]

[Jason holds his position, annoyed by the question but not unnerved.]

Nope. They're the ones who have a problem with me.

[gevurah]

[ She wonders... ]

And you are?

[secondrate]

The Red Hood ring any bells?

[He figures that if she's from Gotham, she's at least heard murmurs of his name.]

[gevurah]

[ There's vague suspicion now. The name had come up at times back in Gotham but she had never run into the guy and it had been a while since she'd even heard a whisper about him. ]

Vaguely.

[secondrate]

[Jason makes a mental note to spread his name around here, to be bigger and more effective here than back home. He'll be the new Batman of this place, the only Batman of this place.]

That's me.

[gevurah]

Crummy way you have of introducing yourself.

[ It only takes a second. Her hand slips to her gauntlet and pressing against it, she's able to detach one of her batarangs. With a flick of her wrist, she tosses it toward the hand holding the gun, aiming for the wrist.

Get that gun away from her, son. ]

[secondrate]

[He's unfortunately fought Batman enough to know the batarang when he sees it. Considering his last fight against Bruce ended in getting his throat torn open by one of them, Jason pulls his hand down as quickly as he can, the rang tearing into one of his gloves, but not damaging his skin. Lucky. And stupid. Incredibly careless and stupid.]

And who are you supposed to be.