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.]

Comments

[miaiam.livejournal.com]

[Mia rolled her eyes at his comment. 'Jackassjackassjackassjackassjackass' ran through her head a few...hundred times.]

Awww isn't that so precious. I'm just so happy you care, you don't even know. I'm almost about to jump for joy.

[Mia gave him her best B| face before racing up the fire escape to the roof of the next building]

[secondrate]

[He has that effect on people, unfortunately, and as he darts up the fire escape after her, he lobs the explosives over the lip of the building, hoping to catch her with one or two of them. It's almost creepy how similar they are in both temperament and fate, but he doesn't take the time to monologue over it as he vaults onto the roof.]

Make sure you jump the right way or someone might get the wrong imrpession.

[miaiam.livejournal.com]

[Mia saw him throw something in the air. When one exploded, just nearly missing her, she had to quickly dart out of the way of the others. She had little time to react defensively, and knew when she shot a few arrows at him in response, she knew she was going to miss.]

You should take your own stupid advice. You're pretty good at giving off a shitty first impression, Jason.

[She used his name in hopes of throwing him off-guard so she could regain her offensive control; it was something she never had the first time they fought. She didn't want him to regain that. Though, it was something she knew he easily could -- although she certainly didn't want to admit that to herself -- given how much he knew about her. That he actually did understand her was a fact she hated.]

[secondrate]

[The name, unfortunately, did little to deter him from dashing right after her, jumpline out and ready to potentially lasso. If this had been his first fight with someone after his return to Gotham, then perhaps he would be at least distracted. However, he's well aware that people know who he is, especially here after his first couple encounters.]

I'm not worried about my first impression.

[He swings his right arm, whipping the jumpline toward her.]

I actually had to look up trick arrows this time, haha

[miaiam.livejournal.com]

[The jumpline snagged Mia's leg as she was darting away from explosions. She fell on her behind before she was able to shoot an arrow at it, breaking it. Ugh, this is exactly why I need close range arrows, she thought.]

Yeah, it's like you take pride in being a complete and total asswipe!

[She scrambled up, and shot two explosive arrows back at him.]