hearrrtofgold | 01 ⚓ Video ⚓ Strangers, who are you? Where do you sail from?

[For half a second the feed catches the corridor outside of the mess hall, showing a blurred image of the walls before focusing on a new face. It's a rather handsome youngish male face, framed by brunet hair, adorned with a soul patch, beard, and moustache, and dominated by a prominent nose as well as brown eyes and lips pulled into a thoughtful frown.]

That is officially the weirdest way I've ever been sprung from custody.

Hi. Duke Crocker, token new guy, here to do - you know, all the typical crap. [Graduate an inmate, save his hometown and his best friends, possibly start an underground trade system, that sort of thing. No big deal.] Two things, before I go any further: first, mess hall and kitchen's this way on level one, right? I'm starving, and that hospital food isn't fit for an animal. Not even a spotted hyena would touch it.

Second, what the hell is the date? Is it still December, or is it June? Apparently it's been a really long time since I've seen a calendar. Someone should really do something about that.

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Before long you won't be able to forget it.

Where were you before you were here? Besides dead on a dirty floor, which I admittedly never have been, but I can imagine how terrible that was.

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[ She make a gagging motion at the dirty floor comment. ]

Trust me, you don't want to know.

I was in Gotham, New Jersey. I've never actually been anywhere else.

I won't ask if you won't ask what I was doing. [Because no one, ever, in any world, will be able to take "I was magically transported into an aquarium tank full of seals" seriously.

Duke's eyes light up a little when she mentions Gotham, but doesn't mention the "that's supposed to be fictional" aspect - he's lived in Haven too long for that. Flesh-and-blood manifestations of fictional characters can happen.] Really?

I hear that's a tough town.

Deal.

[ No tell her about the seals, she wants to know if they played with him :c ]

'Tough' is putting it lightly. This coming from the dead girl.

This is not me asking about what happened. This is me offering to listen if you want to tell.

Honestly, if you really want to know, it's not much of a secret. But it involves a psychopath with a toolkit and a city wide gang war.

Wow. [That's it, wow. What else do you say to something like that? Besides:] I'm sorry.

[ She shrugs, but avoids eye contact. ]

Toldja you didn't want to know.

And I should not have doubted you.

Sooo, what did we learn today?

[ We learned that Stephanie Brown's favorite method of coping is irreverence. ]

That I am wrong and you are right?

A+. You get a gold star for today.

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