Scott Free

Jason walked down the street, no mask or helmet on as he entered Gotham’s most notorious villain’s bar. Entering without a word he takes a seat at the bar, asking for a beer, scanning the room, looking at the D-List villains that filled the room. Playing pool, drinking, plotting~

Jason stumbles down the sidewalk in a haze. His eyes darting left and right, bumping into civilians as they stare at him in fear and disgust, it’s like walking through knee high water, everything feels as if he’s drifting through until he turns into an alley, falling, drowning ~