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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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[slayer_fray]

"Bout a dozen," Mel says, not really sure who's in and out. Schedules rapidly became Alanna's business when she got back.

"And yes, actual god. And a few people with track on the other side, too. Y'think using gloves makes you a ghost?"

[gothams-knight.livejournal.com]

"...This guy's managed to escape the Gotham City Policeforce-Largest police force in the city of america-"

Not the best. Not particuarly a feat. Harvey is convinced that ninety percent of the cops couldn't find the hand bribing them if they had it slapping them in the face-

"...Not to mention the mob."

More of a feat. Not to mention scarier.

[slayer_fray]

"So've I."

Mel's trying for a balance of confidence through indifference against sober understanding of the situation. She's not sure she's managing it.

"Thing is, this place is smaller. We're mostly metas. And we're not responsible for what happens out of the place."