Confetti, glowsticks, free hot chocolate for all the kiddies, and an awful lot of boys in blue -- it's New Year's Eve in Gotham City. This year, as with most other years, the main festivities are being held at Merchant's Square. Neatly affixed to one of the taller buildings, there's a giant, video screen and throughout the evening there will be
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Though, given how cold it is, she may regret this decision come tomorrow when everyone comes down with a bug.
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"Hi, Doctor Drake. I wish it wasn't so cold."
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Now, where to begin the evening's flirting?
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The youngest one, a somewhat 'soft' looking, if rather tall, man, seems to think the same. His eyes land on John, then flicker to his companions. First Walter, then Dr. Drake.
"...um, doctor..." he says, voice low. "Don't look behind you."
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"Don't you fuckin look at me like that you wankstain. This is not indecent exposure. You wanna see indecent? Eyes on the show, you bastards!"
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She hasn't been in Merchant's Square in so long. It's somewhat gratifying to see that it hasn't changed all that much. More neon, maybe, and more trash in the gutters, but that's to be expected.
She cuts through the crowd like a knife, unconsciously, relaxing into the noise.
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"Sorry! Oh, sorry... did you spill anything? You can have mine!" She says loudly and cheerfully, somewhat louder than is strictly necessary to be heard over the crowd. Her coat is half falling off but she doesn't seem to mind, revealing tattoos. "Cool cigarette holder. Thingy."
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"No, no, you're fine. I'm fine. Thanks." Nothing got on her dress, anyway. That's good. Oh, is that whiskey? She was going with brandy, herself. She peers at the girl's ink for a moment. "Oooh, where did you get those?"
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Ah. A chatty one. She fumbles out a smoke herself, lighting it dreamily. "Man, Gotham rocks." ... well. That's a... special opinion.
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