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Jane Doe-Smith ([info]jdoesmith) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
She wasn't from Gotham. In fact the change of venue was what made her feel like her game was off. But mixing it up with guys who she could actually get her hands dirty with without getting her ass handed to her was sort of fun.

She watches the gang leader with a silent glare. She wasn't scary looking given she was just a little over five feet tall but she painted a scary enough picture in the dark after the fight.

"Talk. What happened to the kid," she orders.

"I ain't tellin' you nothing chica," the gang leader says trying to sound brave.

She doesn't have a Batman-level glare but she leans forward and stares. "I'm not here for a pissing match. The kid is from Star City. He has a lot going for him. Any idea why he might run this way? Help a girl out, man. I'm not bad. Just rough around the edges," she says in a jovial tone.

The silence echoes throughout the ally way. Jane rolls her eyes.


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