Doug Ramsey (ciphersays) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-05-30 02:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | batgirl ii, cypher |
Who: Doug Ramsey and Batgirl
Where: Park Row Free Clinic, Roof
When: Wed, May 30, Night
What: Doug adjusts to his new home, and Batgirl comes to check up on him.
Rating: NSFW (sexual content), possible trigger.
The suburbs were quieter, Doug thought, but downtown was so alive, and the first thing he noticed about Park Row and the surrounding neighborhood was that it had fared the worst. Yet somehow, the streets were safer here than in other places downtown, and he wondered how that was.
In truth, he was pretty sure it was Batman, and the others that worked with him. Crime in Gotham was a bigger problem than any one man or group could solve, but this place showed what a concerted effort could accomplish.
As did Leslie Thompkins, a woman Doug liked immediately after meeting her. She was stern, and firm in her actions and words, but caring and giving. He'd watched her care for people... people with drug problems, ones who were clearly on the wrong side of the law, getting care. He got that. It was something he'd thought about often, and he hoped he'd one day see the man that ran away from him at this place, seeking treatment, getting the help he needed.
He wanted to thank Oracle, but had agreed to no longer contact him unless in case of an emergency, and if this was a new start, he wasn't going to break that promise. He could thank Oracle the next time he was contacted, whenever that might be.
In the meantime, he'd moved his stuff in to what looked like a partial tenement on the second floor of the clinic, living quarters that had been converted from whatever this building had originally been. They weren't pretty, but they didn't need to be, and he even had his own small kitchen and a place to study for school.
But at night, he came up here, and watched for them. Every now and then, he thought he saw someone moving over the rooftops, and it filled Doug with a certain sense of connection... as if he was seeing Gotham's true character for the first time. It was something he'd not been able to see, living in the outlying suburbs, and the knowledge that darkness did not necessarily mean evil filled him with a quiet hope.
But there were always sirens.