jazz_todd (jazz_todd) wrote,
@ 2011-09-11 22:58:00

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Testing 1...2...3...
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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	crossbow_bat 2011-09-12 07:29 pm UTC (link)
	The two men involved in the accident backed off and Maria waited for a moment longer to make sure they didn't change their minds. Then she headed to the roof to talk. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jazz_todd 2011-09-12 07:51 pm UTC (link)
	Jazz stepped up onto the roof and flipped twice to put some distance between herself and the others. "You can assume I'm new if you like." It probably wouldn't be hard for them to actually find out, so what did it matter if she told him? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	brotherkept 2011-09-13 01:15 am UTC (link)
	Nothing will diminish Ezra's optimism! "Appropriately cryptic, Miss! Very nice." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	brotherkeeper 2011-09-13 01:26 am UTC (link)
	"Oh I get it. You're one of them," he said, indicating his head toward Huntress. "You're a kid of one of those who thinks they own the rights to protect this city." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-09-13 01:28 am UTC (link)
	"You may want to have that chip on your shoulder looked at," Huntress said as she joined them. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jazz_todd 2011-09-13 01:33 am UTC (link)
	Jazz's grin at one twin's compliment quickly turns into a scowl at the other remarks. "I've got nothing to do with her." Her head tilts. "And my shoulders are perfectly smooth." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	brotherkept 2011-09-13 01:37 am UTC (link)
	That's it. Ezra's breaking out the puppy eyes, even behind his little mask. "...We don't all have to agree on everything to be able to cooperate." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	brotherkeeper 2011-09-13 02:10 am UTC (link)
	It's for Ezra, it's for Ezra, It's for Ezra. This mantra goes through his head to keep from biting the heads off the two women before him. "Alright, I can be civil." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-09-13 02:12 am UTC (link)
	"I was referring to him," she said and nodded in Evan's direction. "He always has his boxers in a twist. Huntress." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jazz_todd 2011-09-13 02:17 am UTC (link)
	Jazz nods and relaxes a bit. "Mm. Nice to meet you then, Huntress." She'd offer a name in return, but she hasn't got one that she's giving out. "And what about you two?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	brotherkept 2011-09-13 02:21 am UTC (link)
	"Savant," Ezra says proudly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	brotherkeeper 2011-09-13 02:23 am UTC (link)
	Evan looks over at Ezra, before turning back to the women. "Creote." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crossbow_bat 2011-09-13 02:27 am UTC (link)
	"Looks like the party's over. Don't get killed," she told the three and then took off. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jazz_todd 2011-09-13 02:34 am UTC (link)
	"Next time I'll bring some snacks." Jazz fires at the Huntress as she goes before turning a jackal's grin on the boys. "See you around." One back flip and a handspring later and she's firing her own cable into the night hoping her Dad's lack of appearance was a good thing, and not a worrisome one. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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