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[not_his_son]

The Bar is always quiet at this time of night. Jason prefers it that way. He has a plate of fried, crispy, unhealthy, delicious things, and a beer, and a laptop computer which is currently showing a map of Gotham City. It's not hugely exciting but it seems to have all his attention.

For once he is not wearing a mask. (He's armed, though. Of

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[slayer_fray]

"Gimme."

Mel takes one of those fried unhealthy things.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

[not_his_son]

Jason lifts his gaze from his laptop to eye her dubiously.

"You know, I've never seen you eat anything not fried. How're you even alive?"

[slayer_fray]

"Superhuman metabolism."

Duh, Jason.

"I love fresh food. We don't get it at home."

Haddyn's a bigger food desert than New York in his time.

(We'd note that Mel would steal Jason's food whether it was fried or not)

[not_his_son]

"Oh, that." Jason shrugs, smirking a little, and pushes the plate over towards her.

He's not really the sharing type. Mel's an exception to that rule. (Because she makes it so.)

[slayer_fray]

She's annoying isn't she? It's just one of her charms.

"This is how it's going down," she explains. "I gotta catch a delivery out west, 'cause it's not like more'n me will get through the tolls out of the city. I'm a' get to Cleve, scope out the situation and use my Security badge to haul on back here and pick you up.

"Mike'll be along too. Never turn down a ninja."

[not_his_son]

Jason closes his computer and leans back in his chair, taking the opportunity to stretch.

"Mike's who now?"

[slayer_fray]

"Mike." Duh. " - ulangelo. The bartender? Guy I'm sleeping with."

It's been six years and she still calls him 'the guy I sleep with'. Attachment issues much?

[not_his_son]

"Huh." Jason isn't convinced he approves, apparently. He glances over at the bar. "He any good?"

"---in a fight?"

[slayer_fray]

Mel raises an eyebrow, and snacks on his food some more, watching him not watch her.

"Ninja."

[not_his_son]

Jason shrugs. "I've known shitty ninjas."

[slayer_fray]

"I haven't."

[not_his_son]

"Guess I'll take your word for it."

Jason looks a little disgruntled, ut if Mel says so, well.

[slayer_fray]

Jason will just have to get over it, really. Mel's been looking out for him since he was eight; she's not about to readjust stuff for him.

"Gonna need more hands, anyway. Far as I can tell, there's four seals in the city that they're gonna try an' break. We miss one of them, we're looking at demons I don't want getting back into the world."

[not_his_son]

"Don't really know anyone else to suggest," Jason says, after a moment's thought. "I'm not the makin' friends type."

[slayer_fray]

"I got some ideas," Mel says. "Makita; resistance soldier on her world. Needs taking out of it. You'll like her."

[not_his_son]

Jason shrugs. "She any good?"

HE'S STILL TALKING ABOUT FIGHTING.