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@bearingnews         ────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞I’M NOT SURE WHAT IDIOT TOLD YOU T’INTERVIEW ME ANYWAYS,  LOIS LANE.    ‘M JUST HERE TO SAVE YA.   PRETTY YOU WANTED THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE ANYWAYS.     〞  

@jujishou         ────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞 COOL,  THEN WE CAN SKIP INTRODUCTIONS.  WAS NEVER A FAN OF FORMALITIES ANYWAYS,   LEMME PUT A BULLET THROUGH THAT SKULL O’YOURS.      ❨ … ❩          I DON’T MISS UNLESS I WANT TO,  WHAT DOES WALLER WANT WITH ME?    〞         [ ⚰︎ ]          a shot is fired,  it misses the woman’s ear by mere millimeters.  he’s open to listening,  but not for long.  she—  hardly flinches,  only moves closer and that’s when another shot is fired,  shredding through the denim of her jeans with practiced precision.  finally,  she stops.    

YOU’VE GOT ONE HELL OF A HISTORY, DON’T YOU, DEAD MAN?

*   baby jaybin 

@acereporters────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞 I DON’T THINK Y’KNOW HOW THE WORLD WORKS.   AND I THINK YOU SHOULD KNOW,  CONSIDERING YOUR UHHH       ❨ … ❩          BADGE?   ARE YOU GONNA CALL THE COPS ON ME?   〞         [ ⚰︎ ]          there’s an unimpressed expression on the young boys face,  weather—beaten no doubt.  has a sort of gruffness to his expression,  jason is scraggly boy with more bite and bark than he had muscle.     he certainly had no interest in being a news piece either,  save the empathy.  he blinks once,  then twice.   these must be her tires,  oops. 

@heartsoirs         ────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞 WE DON’T HAVE TO TALK.        ❨ … ❩          PLEASE,   DON’T NEED YOU LOOKIN’ AT ME IN THIS STATE,   I CAN’T STAY.   CAN’T EXPLAIN.   DON’T TRY FOLLOWING ME,   I’LL KNOW.      〞         [ ⚰︎ ]           it’s the middle of the night,  and the dead boy is back among the realm of the living.   yet the only soul who knows he’s alive is alfred and ana.     some nights,   when he’s regrettably homesick,  he comes back to the manor to find comfort in alfred’s homemade butterscotch cookies and artisan crafted tea.    he never stays long,  but some how it always long enough for alfred to beg him to stay.   that bruce loves him and there will always be room in this house for him.   even if there’s not.    tonight,  he’s not too lucky.  instead of alfred,  it’s ana.     

a woman,  he thinks.  someone with light feet and highly trained—  though jason never opens his eyes to discover who calls out to him.   rā’s …   league  …  eat.     jason only rises when he hears  (eat)   the monstrous  hunger coiled in his gut was never apparent till now.    he lunges,  something inhuman crawls out of his throat but jason is bounded.  the woman,  stoic and ever indifferent remains seated by his bedside.   jason feels like a feral animal, evaluated under her gaze.      but the hunger proves stronger,  the food is taken with such speed and such haste it’s as if it never existed at all.  it rages on,  this indescribable hunger that melts away away in his gut.    the woman watches.   closely.  her intentions are indescribable.
            
            
                〞 MORE        ❨ … ❩       〞    a demand at best,  at the moment jason could care less about who this woman was and where was he.   she feels familiar.  she looks familiar.  why?    SOMETHING IN HIS BODY IS SCREAMING TO LEAVE.   TO ESCAPE.  MAYBE HE HAS ALREADY.   
            

@janusariat ────   ❪J.T❫ :          [ ⚰︎ ]          this world moves too fast for him.  or maybe too slow.   there’s a devastating,  splitting ache that reverberates through jason’s entire body.   he is torn apart,  ripped open,   and made new again.   jason can feel his very soul,  his very being,  treading on a thread that is life and death.   a thin veil.  he could feel his body passing between realms.  jason thinks he sees figures.   people,  maybe.   they assess him in this like state,  this is not home nor is it anything familiar—   how could he be so sure?  well he isn’t.   where is bruce?   why can’t he move?   his memory is in patches and there’s nothing he can do about it.    in this moment,  jason realizes he wants to die again.    TO DIE AND NEVER RETURN TO THIS REALM,  it’s a better fate than his current reality.    THIS BODY BURNS,  PHANTOM PAINS THAT SETTLE INTO HIS BONES AND JOINTS.    something happened,  something terrible.   how much of his mind and body is left?     a door opens.

@halfbreedsteel   ────   ❪J.T❫ :         〞     ❨ … ❩          ALRIGHT,  BOY SCOUT.   I’LL HUMOR YOU TONIGHT.   LISTEN CLOSE,  PENGUIN’S SHIPMENTS OF VANS FROM BLÜDHAVEN HAVE BEEN COMIN’ THROUGH METROPOLIS AND STOPPING AT THE GOTHAM PORT.   SEE WHAT I’M GETTING AT,  YEAH?   ‘S UP TO US TO STOP THE SHIPMENTS OF AMMUNITION AND GUNS.     SCOUT OUT THE AREA FOR US.   〞         [ ⚰︎ ]         he’s still unimpressed,  obviously.  but maybe they’re not totally fucked if boy wonder here can listen.    from their vantage point,  there’s obviously movement from below.  a van,  the glare of metal under the streetlights.   now where was the big man of the operation at? 

"if you all had it handled, I wouldn't be sent here, right? why would they even bother asking if it is for nothing? the league has way better things to worry about." he gave a soft smile, leaning against the pillar slightly. a small thoughtful followed. this one was definitely the moody brother. personally he didn't hear the best of things about the guy from tim. maybe he changed, but he'll reserve judgement till then.
            
            "so, fill me in. the sooner we deal with it the quicker we get out of each other's hair."

                ❪J.T❫ :         〞 BAT ── KID.   WHAT ARE WE?   FIVE?     TRUST ME WHEN I SAY,   I DON’T NEED OR WANT THE HELP.    I CAN DO THIS SOLO,   BOY ── SCOUT.        ❨ … ❩          WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN GOTHAM ANYWAYS?     THOUGHT METROPOLIS WAS YOUR CITY.     〞       
            
                        001       ╱       GOTHAM.
            the red—hood is unreadable,  
            true intentions shielded by the 
            signature mask.    his voice 
            modulator ends up distorting any
            sort of indicators of his tone.   in 
            one slow,  dramatic,   turn jason 
            faces conner.
            
                          [ ⚰︎ ]                  @halfbreedsteel    ⠀⠀

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