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exsiliumlogs2013-01-24 10:08 pm
deadbythename) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-01-24 10:08 pm
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Date & Time: Jan 18-23
Location: Lots of bars. Lots of dark, unpleasant places.
Characters: Jason Todd the Grump and whoever decides to interrupt his willful ignoring everything.
Summary: Jason Todd is willfully ignoring everything and spending most of his time up on lonely rooftops and occasionally drinking.
Warnings: idk, gloomy bullshit, swearing, we'll see.
[ Okay. Jason wasn't an idiot. It was really kind of obvious he wasn't going to be able to avoid everyone forever. Exsilium wasn't Gotham and there just weren't enough places he could go until he just. Ran into somebody.
Maybe he'd even run into Dick or that tiny girl Robin. Or Joey... Though that didn't bear thinking about. Running into them eventually didn't mean running into them immediately. All Jason wanted was space. He needed to reorganize himself, needed to separate himself from the memories that of this place that still floated through his head. Exsilium wasn't Gotham, but Jason was still himself. The holster under his jacket was a reminder of that. So he spent most of his time in bars, in the darker, shadowy parts, nursing a drink and listening. The rest of the time, he wandered, relearning the alleyways and rooftops of this weird ass city. If nothing else, he'd be prepared for however long he'd be staying here. ]
Location: Lots of bars. Lots of dark, unpleasant places.
Characters: Jason Todd the Grump and whoever decides to interrupt his willful ignoring everything.
Summary: Jason Todd is willfully ignoring everything and spending most of his time up on lonely rooftops and occasionally drinking.
Warnings: idk, gloomy bullshit, swearing, we'll see.
[ Okay. Jason wasn't an idiot. It was really kind of obvious he wasn't going to be able to avoid everyone forever. Exsilium wasn't Gotham and there just weren't enough places he could go until he just. Ran into somebody.
Maybe he'd even run into Dick or that tiny girl Robin. Or Joey... Though that didn't bear thinking about. Running into them eventually didn't mean running into them immediately. All Jason wanted was space. He needed to reorganize himself, needed to separate himself from the memories that of this place that still floated through his head. Exsilium wasn't Gotham, but Jason was still himself. The holster under his jacket was a reminder of that. So he spent most of his time in bars, in the darker, shadowy parts, nursing a drink and listening. The rest of the time, he wandered, relearning the alleyways and rooftops of this weird ass city. If nothing else, he'd be prepared for however long he'd be staying here. ]
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You don't know how to take a hint, do you.
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Who murdered your sense of humor, and why haven't you reported it to the authorities?
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Hard to report anything when they kill the rest of you too.
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I've met corpses, and you're far easier on the eyes.
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Guess I got lucky.
[ Yeah, that's the word for it. ]