who: Jason Todd
what: TD prompt and settling into his new life.
when: Early February
where: The Kent House
warnings: The nightmare thread has illusions of drowning, verbal abuse, victim blaming and claustrophobia...and being buried alive, kind of. More will come clearly.
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[ Hana would admit that even she doesn't have a complete understanding of her world - she knew, with the existence of organizations like Talon, that there were more nefarious things afoot that she likely didn't know about... but she still doubted that they would have magic pits that brought people back from the dead and such. Though with her over here, in the Quarantine and moreover in one of Jason's dreams, it hardly mattered. ]
Come on, Jay, we'll get out of this together somehow. We can figure it out.
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[ He spoke, just a touch bitter. He never really got the chance to not see in the shadows. One didn't grow up practically alone in crime alley without seeing some heavy stuff. Even before the Bat and all the bullshit that followed.
He wanted to argue he knew the way, he does this all the time, but no he just nodded and moved along with her. Towards the end of the tunnel was a light and a small outline of a tiny figure in a cape. The close they get no features come into light as it it was just a moving shadow. Until they got close enough that the shadow ran at them both, flipping in the air and aiming to kick them both in the face.. with tiny pixie boots. Luckily even in dreams shadows are shadows, though this one left a cold feeling. Nearly bone deep.]