( as they keep walking, the blurred edges sharpen, and they're no longer near the lazarus pit, but in crime alley. jason stops, lips pressed tight together as he looks around. there's a woman wearing a very revealing red slip against the wall beside the theater, cigarette between her lips as she speaks to an extremely sleezy looking man who's standing a little too close to her--but jason's focus is down the alley a little further in, on an open door. )
Gotham City. ( a loose lift of his shoulders, as he finally releases accelerator and pulls himself up straight. gropes along the outside of his jacket, searching for--something in his pockets. ) Born an' raised.
( gunshots ring out clear as day from deeper in the alley. a woman screams, another man curses, a bottle drops from one of the higher open windows. there's the sound of kids running around and laughing, but there aren't any kids visible. )
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Gotham City. ( a loose lift of his shoulders, as he finally releases accelerator and pulls himself up straight. gropes along the outside of his jacket, searching for--something in his pockets. ) Born an' raised.
( gunshots ring out clear as day from deeper in the alley. a woman screams, another man curses, a bottle drops from one of the higher open windows. there's the sound of kids running around and laughing, but there aren't any kids visible. )