Who: Jade and Huntress! NPCs: Gothamites When: Friday, July 13, 2012 - DUN DUN DUN~ Where: Rooftops! Gotham! What: Bedlam? And then talking. Or reverse that order. Rating: Medium, for cussing. They have potty moths.
Jen didn't like Gotham. And not for the obvious reason that it was part of New Jersey, and no self-respecting New Yorker, would admit to liking Jersey. That is, except for Jen. She actually liked the Jersey Shore and thought that everyone needed to get over themselves. What? It was fun! She was pretty sure the same people who didn't like the Jersey shore were the same ones that were racist against Greenish-Americans, and who thought they were being clever when they asked her if she was green everywhere.
At any rate, Jen was looking for someone and, again, not the obvious person, or people, one typically associated with Gotham with. No, she was looking for someone very specific, because she was done talking with Roy (not like they actually every talked, anyways...) And felt the need to circumvent Dick. But the Question remained, would she find her, the violent violet-clad hero that ran these streets? Jen had no idea... She took residence on a nearby rooftop that looked out over the city and waited, perched precariously on the ledge of a rooftop, looking out over the city. This was how this worked, right? You just sat there and waited? Otherwise, it was back to the drawing board.
Stupid snow, she thought to herself, as she blew out a breath and in the process released a wisp of smoke from her mouth. She kept her aura up for protection from the cold, which shimmered over her skin lying dying embers. Well, at least she would be visible. Which, she wasn't sure was a good or bad at this point. Still, she hoped it was Huntress she ran into, and not, well, someone else.