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[heartofthedemon]

WHO: Talia al Ghul and Jason Todd
WHERE: Yet another snazzy hotel, several miles outside of the City.
WHEN: Backdated to Monday night
WARNINGS: Who even knows.
SUMMARY: After a less than stellar meeting with Damian, Talia hits up her other info source on the way out of the City.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever

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[undeadsidekick]

Jason had been-- yeah, okay-- pretty freaked out to see the email appear. At first, he'd dismissed it as something he'd imagined. Maybe the stress of tentacled monsters and teenage gossip was getting to him. But no, five minutes later it was still there, marked read, but unreplied. He hadn't know Talia was in the City, but then, why the hell wouldn't she be and it wasn't her style to speak up about it. This was probably the closest he'd get to a formal greeting ever, actually.

So, as the appointed time arrived, he drove outside the City to the designated generic and annoyingly opulent hotel. Once there, he parked (not valeted, much to the irritation of the over eager valet) his bike in the garage and headed up to what was either Talia's room, or a really dickish trap. Either way, he figured it merited being on his guard.

He raised his hand, dropping it momentarily as he debated picking the lock. It would be worth it if it was a trap. But after a fifteen-second whirl of internal turmoil, laziness and the dead of that coldly

[heartofthedemon]

If Jason's intention was to avoid that look, he was destined to be sorely disappointed as Talia, only a few moments later, calmly opened the door and stepped back to allow him to enter. Well, the first moments were by far a more agreeable meeting than the talk with her own flesh and blood son had been. If nothing else, at least Jason had managed that.

"Come in."

Names were spared for the moment, even as her gaze trailed over him, attempting to place him based on appearance alone (from before she had left their home universe, or after?). There was still no promise her father or other enemies was not present, and while the hotel room had been thoroughly checked for bugs and other such devices and the door thick enough for comfort, the hallway had not been checked in its entirety.

[undeadsidekick]

Or he could be bugged. He wasn't, but he knew why she would call him in, rather than sticking her neck out to meet him. Jason smirked. Even across time and space, he could sort of figure out her thought process and that was something. Maybe his initial concussion and subsequent poor life decisions weren't so terrible.

"So, you're here." There wasn't much else to say really, other than ask what the game was and honestly, Jason wasn't sure he wanted to know. The last thing T had set him up with had ended in disaster as had his own endeavors thereafter.

[heartofthedemon]

"So I am."

But where are you from? Being uninformed wasn't something she was accustomed to, and it chaffed against her every thought. Grains of sand beating against the mighty mountain, wearing it down moment by moment. And nothing to be done for it but what she had chosen.

She turned her back on him, walking from the entry to return to her small living area. Nearly a challenge, the same she had given before her own men what felt so long ago.

"An original visit, at that. Unlike yourself."