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[notscaredofyou]

*blinks*

... this is not my office.

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/here, have a crazy!

[hateriseupinme]

*Jason basically comes out of nowhere, and grabs Crane by the shoulders, slamming him back against the nearest convenient wall.*

Fuckin' Scarecrow. Behave yourself or I'll kill you, no matter what the rules of the Hub are.

*has been looking for an excuse to use this icon*

[notscaredofyou]

[For a moment, Jonathan can only blink at the other man, startled by his sudden attack into freezing.] I-

["Scarecrow." The man had referred to him as Scarecrow. He hadn't used that exact name in a years, but that he even knows that... Jonathan's mind kicks into overdrive.]

I- I think you have me confused with someone else-

*happy to oblige!*

[hateriseupinme]

Dr. Jonathan Crane. One-time psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum and professor of psychology at Gotham University. Went a little kill-crazy, became the career criminal known as "Scarecrow". Uses toxins, hallucinogens, and knowledge of psychology to terrorize the populace of Gotham. Supervillain.

*dangerous little smile* And in my world, deceased.

Re: *happy to oblige!*

[notscaredofyou]

What-? [... the stranger is clearly delusional. Jonathan clamps down on a sudden wave of fear. Fear is an illusion; this stranger is, like all the others, only a man.

He has handled worse.]

[hateriseupinme]

Welcome to the Hub, Dr. Crane. Have you heard of the multiverse? Because you're about to get up close and personal with it.

[notscaredofyou]

[All right. Jonathan will play along, for now. He lowers a hand slowly. If he can just get to the darts in his belt without notice...] I can't say I have.

[hateriseupinme]

Oh, nothing's ever easy. You really ought to check the Bulletin Board -- there are explanations.

*Jason lets go of Crane, and a moment later, the Bulletin Board is visible a few feet away from them, right in Crane's line of sight. Like it was suddenly set up while he was blinking.*

I'm crazy, but not about this.

[notscaredofyou]

[Jonathan blinks as the board suddenly appears, a hand resting against a sedative dart as he cautiously glances over the various notices. It's... bizarre. Without it, he would have assumed he'd been targeted by a delusional teleporter, but the effort and variety of handwritings here... is this a hallucination? Some type of trick?]

... what is this?

[hateriseupinme]

*Jason crosses his arms over his chest.* It's the Bulletin Board. Space and time don't work normally in the Hub. The Bulletin Board appears whenever you're looking for it. And the distance between two points is malleable. I'm perfectly aware that it sounds insane, but your experience will prove my point eventually.

I meant what I said, by the way. If you hurt anyone here, I will end you.

[notscaredofyou]

[Jonathan hesitates... then turns around and searches for the board.

True to the stranger's words, it appears in front of him. He tries a few times more, with the same results.]

How-?

[hateriseupinme]

I don't think anyone quite understands it. It's just part of the nature of this world. You'll see doubles of people that you know from home. Just... mind the sign.

*Jason points out the 'No Hugging Strange Jasons' placard, and the notebook-paper addendum forbidding any hugs without express permission of the recipient.* Some of my fellow Jasons get stabby when their personal space is violated.

[notscaredofyou]

[See this face? This is a face of utter confusion. He's starting to wonder if, instead of running afoul of a delusional teleporter, he's run afoul of a delusional telepath, and this entire thing is a hallucination.]

[hateriseupinme]

I'm surprised you haven't attacked me by now.

[notscaredofyou]

[Tugging the dart free and settling it in the palm of his hand, he looks over the stranger, keeping his posture relaxed and smoothing his expression over.] Why would I do that?

[hateriseupinme]

Because the Scarecrow I knew was crazy and evil? And not particularly fond of me, being a former Robin and all.

[notscaredofyou]

Robin?