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Iris West ([info]cantcatchme) wrote,
@ 2011-09-24 22:36:00


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Gotham Night
The wind created by her passing kicked up leaves and litter left in the streets of Gotham. Impulse had arrived in Gotham. She had been making it a point to familiarize herself with a few cities. It never ever hurt to know your way around.

She wasn't here to fight bad guys or anything else outside of getting to know the lay of the city. Gotham was the home of the bat-clan and she wasn't going to step on any toes by fighting bad guys. It was rude to enter another hero's city and beat up their bad guys.

Iris slowed to a walk and took a moment to take in the scenery.


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[info]jazz_todd
2011-09-25 12:09 am UTC (link)
Jazz crouched on top of a fire escape just heading up to a vantage point after sending some thugs running. A sudden wind had caught her attention and she followed it's trail with her eyes until it materialized into a costumed young woman somewhere around her own age.

A speedster. Jazz had never seen one before, but then again she hadn't seen a lot of hero types before. Gotham's streets were fairly exclusive after all. Jazz dropped to the ground behind the girl.

"Bit far from home, aren't you? Though I suppose it's not a long trip for someone like you."

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[info]cantcatchme
2011-09-25 12:12 am UTC (link)
Impulse smiled. "Nope. Only a few minutes away. Impulse," she said. She regarded the other girl. All black, belts, black jacket and a black mask. Iris wondered if she were part of the bat-clan.

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[info]jazz_todd
2011-09-25 12:18 am UTC (link)
"Nice goggles. What brings you to Gotham, Impulse?" Jazz avoided giving a name, not to be intentionally rude, though she didn't care if she was, but because she still didn't have one.

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[info]cantcatchme
2011-09-25 12:22 am UTC (link)
"Just checking the place out and getting the lay of the land. Never know when I'll need to know my way around," she explained.

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[info]jazz_todd
2011-09-25 12:24 am UTC (link)
Jazz made a small noise of understanding.

"Just be careful where you slow down at. I can think of a few good guys that wouldn't hesitate to send you packing, not to mention the others that would try and keep you."

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[info]cantcatchme
2011-09-25 12:40 am UTC (link)
"They'd have to catch me first, but thanks for the advice." She was quiet for a moment. "Any place you would suggest checking out for grabbing a bite to eat?"

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[info]jazz_todd
2011-09-25 12:45 am UTC (link)
"There's a nice strip of small restaurants eight blocks east, but don't eat anything in four blocks any direction of this street. You're liable to get food poisoning. Did you miss dinner or something?" Jazz raises an eyebrow behind the mask.

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[info]cantcatchme
2011-09-25 12:47 am UTC (link)
"This speed needs to be fueled somehow," she answered. "I eat enough for four or five people."

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[info]jazz_todd
2011-09-25 12:51 am UTC (link)
Jazz gives a low whistle.

"Your grocery bills must suck, but if you want quality and quantity at a low price, the run down looking diner on that street eight blocks east. Best milkshakes and burgers I've ever had."

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[info]cantcatchme
2011-09-25 12:56 am UTC (link)
Impulse chuckled. "My brother and I could eat anyone out of house and home. Thanks for the advice and the tips. Appreciate it. See ya around."

With that Impulse was gone in the blink of eye. The wind kicked up a discarded coffee cup and a plastic wrapper.

As Iris ran she realized she never got the name of the girl.

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