Locked To Jason

[broodingbat]

Jason.  I know you're angry.  You have very many reasons to be.  Some I am responsible for, others I am not.

If it would help.  Come to the Cave.  Or find me on Patrol.

We'll spar.  Maybe talk.

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[reallyiscrazy]

You're joking right? Why the hell would I want to put myself through that?

[broodingbat]

I don't know. I can only hope.

[reallyiscrazy]

You know there's this saying.

"You can hope in one hand and shit in the other, and see which one fills up faster."

[broodingbat]

I'm not giving up on you, Jason. Not again.

[reallyiscrazy]

Well it'll keep you busy at least.

Meanwhile I have other things to worry about.

[broodingbat]

Don't become what you claim to fight, Jason.

[reallyiscrazy]

And what's that?

[broodingbat]

A mad man twisted by his own pain and wants.

[reallyiscrazy]

I believe I was that, long before I came back to Gotham.

[broodingbat]

No Jason. You weren't.

You had issues. We all do. But you weren't that.

You aren't now. But only if you decide to not let him win.

[reallyiscrazy]

You don't know anything.

No one's winning this but me, you just don't see it, but you will. Soon.

[broodingbat]

I know you.

I know what I saw in the boy who stole the tires off the batmobile. So much anger. And pain. Masked, you didn't have time for it, but it was there. And it was something I was very familiar with. I understood. I learned to channel it. I thought. I could show you how as well.

The only way you'll win is if you stop this. Stop giving into the rage, into the madness. Stop being like him.