New City, Fresh Start. Cmon Gotham, What Have You Got For Me?

“New city, fresh start. C’mon Gotham, what have you got for me?”

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Jason clenched his jaw, reigning in the flare of anger at her words. “You took a girl away from the one home and the one family she knew. You took a sister and a friend. So, yeah… Yeah, I know a thing or two about that.”

He pushed himself off the wall, standing straight. “And I wanted to remind you whose turf you’re on, doc…”

Leslie shook her head. “That family - this city? It nearly cost her her life. Too many of you have paid the price for his war. I couldn’t keep watching it happen and doing nothing about it. I-” She catches herself, feeling her chest tighten. It wouldn’t do any good to continue. 

Shoulder sagging slightly, she sighed. “I’m not back to cause you any trouble.” She meant that, but him believing her was another thing entirely.   

"What does Gotham have for you? One of the highest crime rates in the country as well as one of the most contrasting society classes in America. You can find people having a gala and some stories below people trying to get something to eat"

"It's the same story in every city. The rich accumulate wealth while those without... don't. At least Gotham doesn't pretend it isn't exactly like that. The question for people like us is 'what are we going to do about it?'"

Leslie shrugs, raising an eyebrow. "The people at the bottom deserve a fair chance don't they? That's what I'm trying to give them through my work here. Level the playing field. Can the same be said for you?"

Bruce Wayne in Gotham: 5/∞ ↳ 2x13: A Dead Man Feels No Cold

Alfred wanted me to speak with you. He’s worried about you. He’s worried that you might be concealing any trauma you must be feeling. He needn’t worry. I tell him I’m fine, which I am, and he doesn’t believe me. You were violently abducted. You nearly died. You must have been very scared. It’s normal to feel trauma. It’s nothing you need to be ashamed of. I wasn’t scared. No? What did you feel? I felt alive. Intensely alive. Do you think I’m abnormal? You’re certainly unusual, if you’re being honest. I’m always honest. That’s a good way to be. Tough to pull off. I try.  And how do you feel now?  As I say, I feel fine. Invigorated. I have a second chance at life. What do you plan to do with that chance?

"Hey there, doc. Been a while. Hear you've been busy." There was an edge in Jason's voice, and the line of his shoulders was tense. "How long will you be staying this time?" - @jp-todd-rp

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"Jason."

Leslie wasn't surprised that he had found her so quickly. She'd only been back in town for a couple of days, but he kept a watchful eye on Park Row. The redevelopments to her clinic wouldn't have gone unnoticed.

When she'd left the city, she'd told herself it was for good. She was so sure that if she were to stay in Gotham any longer, the city would chew up what little she felt she had left of herself. She'd told herself that she was a professional, and that she could help people no matter where she was in the world.

But that line of professionalism blurred a long time ago when it came to Jason. He was a man now, but she could still see the young boy who had wandered into her clinic looking for help for his mother, before the cape, and before everything else that had come after... In her haste to leave Gotham behind, she'd abandoned him too.

She meets his hard gaze, guilt pinching her features. "Indefinitely. I've got no intentions of leaving again. I'm sorry that I didn't find you before I left, but I'm back now." It wasn't good enough really, she knew that.

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐈𝐕 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .