hello, I'm sorry I lost myself

[undeadsidekick]

WHO: Jason Todd and Max Gibson
WHERE: Lower Manhattan. Somewhere around Chinatown where it's nice and cramped.
WHEN: August 15th, the wee hours of the morning.
WARNINGS: Language and some mild violence, maybe? Nothing too major.
SUMMARY: A Red Hood meets a Batwoman! This will end well! (Or not.)
FORMAT: Para to start and then whatever!



It was raining when Jason left his apartment in the evening. It continued raining all night, through three drops, one altercation with a rent-a-cop who couldn't mind his own damn business, and one run in with a crazy hobo, after which he felt the need to have a smoke and try to cover the scent of garbage and train station with the smell of ash and nicotine. The rain ended up foiling his plans, but despite butting an over all gloomy and foreboding aura over the night, and his tiny section of an even tinier island, it hadn't done much to really ruin his plans.

Two AM came and went with nothing major, three was rapidly approaching, and with no signs that anything too crazy would be going down before sunrise, he was about ready to pack it in. Carefully, or rather, with more care than he'd usually take with it, he secured a zip line down to street level from the rooftop he'd been perched on for the better part of an hour. He felt like a wet rat anyway, and his jacket was probably ruined. The traction of the tether on his gloves was off as he slid. Oh well, at least fiberglass was waterproof.

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[undeadsidekick]

Jason wasn't startled, per se, but he he was little caught off guard. Or maybe that was just semantics to spare his ego. Either way, he wasn't really expecting to find another person out in the rain, looking equally as soggy and miserable, albeit in a more high-tech costume. He paused, immediately shifting into a more defensive position. If she'd let him see her, she probably wasn't looking to start anything, but you never really knew in this town. It was kind of like Gotham in that regard.

"Nice night for a stroll, isn't it." Between the muffling of the fiberglass and the hiss of the rain on the pavement, it was hard to say if she'd got that. Oh well, he'd at least tried for small talk.

[futurebatwoman]

She made sure to hang back away from him a little bit. If she didn't know him at all, she wasn't going to risk getting too close, and her fingers were poised to snatch a batarang from her suit at a moment's notice if necessary.

His words were muffled, but she got the gist of it and grinned just a little. "Terrible one, actually. I was on my way home." It was strange, how awkward it could get introducing yourself to people at night in costumes, where they weren't just strangers but masked.

A little surreal, actually.

[undeadsidekick]

"Me, too." Which was, in any other circumstance, code for the other person to get lost or otherwise go spit, but instead he continued surveying her.

This particular variety of batsuit wasn't familiar, but there were about six hundred bat-people, running around who he didn't know, and honestly didn't care to become familiar with it if it wasn't necessary. But it looked like it would be unavoidable. "Another Batgirl?"

[futurebatwoman]

Ah. This was going to be one of those 'I don't recognize you there are even more Batpeople?' things that still managed to crop up regularly. She did keep a pretty low profile, admittedly.

She managed to keep her grimace mostly down, going for neutrally professional and probably mostly sort of succeeding. "Batwoman, actually. You are?"

[undeadsidekick]

Great, now they were having a conversation while his soaked jacket steadily soaked through to his kevlar plated vest. "Leaving."

There wasn't any sense getting to know her. He'd seen two people using the Batwoman moniker on the network, and anything he needed to know could probably be learned from there while he wasn't dripping wet and in danger of contracting a summer cold. That was a redundant term, summer cold. It still didn't seem pleasant. "You were, too, if I remember right."

[futurebatwoman]

Well, mostly fair enough. It was still pouring rain and this wasn't pleasant weather to be out in. But her curiosity hadn't been appeased in the slightest, and she had a great deal of curiosity. She raised an eyebrow.

"I don't even get an alias?"