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[slayer_fray]

Mel got a note with her lunch.

She read it. She read it again.

Then she wrote a reply:

Dent,
Come talk to me. Purple/blue hair. Big red axe.
Mel Fray

The hair, the axe, the Security badge and cheese-fondue-for-one can now be found at her usual central table, where the Slayer is kicking back and wondering if Steph would know who he is.

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[alwaysroomforhope]

Entirely not-coincidentally, the same note is on Steph's mind. It's a very worrying note, combined with other recent notes.

Cheese-fondue-for-one stretches to two. Of course, that's a given in any Steph-Mel conversation involving food.

"So, Joker."

[slayer_fray]

"Seems like."

Mel catches fondue from Steph's bread with her own bread.

"You know this Dent?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

"The version of him in my world was a good guy once." Steph shrugs, frowning, and catches fondue from Mel's-bread-which-caught-it-from-Steph's-bread with another bit of bread.

"Or so they say. I dunno ... even if he's still good in his timeline, he's going to snap one day. Have you seen him yet? What's he look like?"

[slayer_fray]

Mel's other hand wipes a piece of bread against Steph's.

"Haven't seen him yet," she says. "This place you start with good and fig it out later. This note about the Joker?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph appears to have run out of hands to hold bread with. She gets a bit in her teeth instead to wipe against Mel's.

"Y'fff, mph fink f'o. Biff worryinf."

[slayer_fray]

Mel drops one piece of bread straight into the fondue and takes the piece directly from Steph's mouth.

"Yeah. Don't want Raph standing with a bomb again."

[alwaysroomforhope]

Ouhhh. Steph is Vry Sad now.

"I like bombs."

[badinlatin]

It's usually the hair that Mal notices first.

"Are we havin' fun yet?" Mal nods towards the visible badge.

[slayer_fray]

"Always fun," Mel says easily.

"You been breakin' any law I care for?"

[badinlatin]

"Nope." Equally easy and sure. "But you might be."

Mal points to the fondue pot. "Somethin's wrong with your food."

[slayer_fray]

Mel lifts the pot and examines the insides, swirling it around.

"Not enough cheese?"

[badinlatin]

"Is the cheese supposed to be liquidy like that?"

Mal sits, leaning over the pot further.

"I saw pots like that when I went to France once, but I never thought they put anything 'sides chocolate in 'em."

[slayer_fray]

"Can put in anything that melts," Mel says cheerfully, offering Mal a plate of things-for-dunking.

"It's great if you like your food hot and messy."

[ostro_goth]

Teja has been wanting to talk to Melaka Fray, also; and it happens that he has his axe with him today, as he was sparring outside, with the sparring droid.

"Greetings, Melaka Fray," he says, politely, as he approaches her.

[slayer_fray]

"Hey, Tej."

Mel gives him a quick grin, loaded as it is with cheese. "How's it going?"

[ostro_goth]

This is the second person, after Atton Rand, who would call him 'Tej'. Secretly, Teja is amused by that.-

"Fine, if cold," he answers. "But forge-work is would warm me well, as will sparring."

[slayer_fray]

"Nothing like standing in front of a fire for warm," Mel agrees.

"I'm a fan of getting sweaty."

[ostro_goth]

"Indeed," Teja says, "so am I! I withstood last winter, I will withstand the next, even though it may come early."

Pause.

"I would ask you a question, if I may?"

[slayer_fray]

"Go ahead," Mel says, reserving all right to tell him if it's a stupid question.

[gothams-knight.livejournal.com]

Somewhere Harvey Dent is ninety percent sure the architect of this damn bar is laughing at him. Between getting turned around, ending up in the bathroom, ending up in the stables, and ending up in a place with every sort of car imaginable he is both impressed and a little frightened.

It's reassuring however.

Not in size and scope but because god you'd have to work like hell to take down a place that has (and here he admits he must be loosing his mind) Magic.

No other word for it. Stand in awe and wonder. He had a feeling if he went into those other questions like if God was real and if Santa actually existed he'd snap-better to be only slightly crazy.

And as long as he didn't talk about this to anyone at home he'd be fine.

...Makes you wonder what Rachel would think doesn't it?

He silenced his inner voice, spotting a person with a gigantic red axe and the described blue-purple hair. That's a cop?

Well what did you expect in a cop at the end of the universe? Harvey hesitates before moving forward-tall man in a Gotham City University shirt with anchorman good looks approaching Mel.

"...Mel Fray?"

The mel is OBVIOUSLY short for Melanie?

[slayer_fray]

...yeah, he's definitely a law. Mel smirks, not smiles, though she's attempting for something pleasant anyway.

"Dent, right?"

[gothams-knight.livejournal.com]

Harvey offers a hand, "...Call me Harvey."

Place like this? You have to figure the security force would definately look bizzare.

Perhaps. Maybe.

"...mind if I sit?"

[slayer_fray]

"Sure, Harv."

Yeah, he asked for that.

"Tell me whatcha know."

[gothams-knight.livejournal.com]

Harvey sits uneasily, "...I'm from Gotham City."

That seems like a good way to start.

"Which a few people have heard of. Ask anybody-and I mean anybody, and they'll tell you we have our share of problems regarding city government and matinence. Last year we had what-" He's still not sure what to call the Narrows Attack, "...Well, we were attacked by this guy named Crane. Massive Riots and a major police presence. This is a city known for it's crime and it's insane asylum."

"...Preamble non-withstanding, we've recently had trouble with a new...class of criminal to match our vigilante population. Figures with a taste for the theatrical. This one..." His voice trails off, "...I spoke to a couple of people who mentioned me which was odd in and of itself and when I mentioned other gothamites-how they'd heard of me they wouldn't offer anymore information."

He leans back, "...Only one guy described him. It's probably a shot in the dark and you'll probably think I'm being ridiculous but the Joker...the joker is not a nice person."

By a long shot.

[slayer_fray]

"I know," Mel says, dropping all smiles. "My sister was a vigilante in Gotham. Joker's been in here before, and we dealt then. No one's taking this lightly."