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Jaslyn Todd landed on top of a gargoyle at the very edge of the territory her Dad had told her to patrol in. She knew he had a tracker that would set him on her like a dog if she went out of bounds, but she wanted to push just a bit. Besides, and this was the highest point in her entire range. She pulled her jacket a little tighter around her, looked out over Gotham, watching and listening for trouble.
After a while in the higher wind she wrinkled her nose under the plain black mask and made a mental note to remember a headband for tomorrow night. Her hair was going to drive her nuts, again. Of all the things on the list that meant she was prepared it was always the one she forgot. Better than forgetting her boot knives or spare cables, though.
A crash tore through the air pulling her out of her supply musings and she took off towards it, only realizing a block away that she had officially left her designated area. Sending a quick prayer out that her dad was busy and not stalking her she kept going towards the source of the noise and hoped it was something she could handle quickly.
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