[ he says it fondly. also jason is so gay. wow. anyway the longer they drive the more in sync they get! so jason can tell even more that cloud is truly enjoying this. it's terrible.
he is ignoring the fancy corporations because he hates shady scientific industries and they are driving Away, so it's fine. he follows the route through the hills, looking a little curious ]
This still count as Gotham? [ where are they going. ]
[Stop, don't look at him. It's not like he feels any kind of kinship with Cloud or anything, shut up.]
Yeah. Weird that some of a shithole city can actually be nice, huh?
[Usually he's driving, not riding. And while he does actually take some rides here and there that aren't also being chased, he doesn't get to look around quite like he can when someone else is driving. So he has his chin propped up on the back of Cloud's shoulder, and he's! looking! at what all he can see like this. It's nice. Thank you, Cloud.
The route takes them off the highway and onto a smaller road that winds up a small hill. Cloud gets some really cool turns and shit! The hill is lined here and there with trees, but it's easy to see through them that the city is now across from them on the other side of a bay area. The docks are the most prominent thing, scattered around the edge, but all of the lights and buildings are there.
At the top of the hill, Cloud reaches the end of the route and a dead end. The only thing there waiting for them is two disgusting large, wrought-iron gates between two pillars with a W emblazoned on them.]
[ this is a very cute and cozy picture. and also a little hilarious. jason would totally envelop him like that.
cloud's having fun with the driving, almost relaxing into it when they pull up to the gates and he's slowing down to a stop. cool breaking is only necessary during chase scenes. he doesn't step off right away, looking sideways at jason when they're in front of the gates
he... has an idea where they've wound up, and he mostly feels and looks curious about it. ]
This your dad's place? [ jason hasn't always been consistent with calling bruce his dad or not but it's the simplest way for cloud to say it when he refuses to use the word batman. because it's stupid. he's looking at the gates with a raised eyebrow, bike idling ] He afraid people will forget who lives here?
[Yes. Be enveloped by a dorito, it's fine. Also, yeah, rich people are the worst. He hates that he enjoys Cloud's dry sense of humor. He snorts as he uses Cloud's shoulders to lift himself off the bike.]
Yeah.
[He doesn't clarify which question the yeah is for. (It's both, technically.) He stands beside the bike, gazing through the gates and toward the house that's sitting back farther up the hill. It's a dark, dreary-looking old money mansion estate. There are some lights on, though, so it's apparently not abandoned.
Some very conflicted feelings spill through into Cloud. When you don't exactly get along with someone, when they're a little overbearing, when you're afraid to disappoint them but know--or think--you already do, and when you love them regardless. The house sitting through the trees up the paved drive feels like a home and like a bit of a burden.
He turns away from it and the bike, surprisingly, walking off in the opposite direction, hands in his pockets. He doesn't tell Cloud to come on, but he heads off the path of the road and down a little embankment with the intent Cloud can follow.]
[ they're not exactly feelings he totally gets, he thinks, but they make perfect sense with what he knows of jason and jason's family and relationship with them. it's why he doesn't ask even if he frowns after him for a second before he turns off the bike and steps off, abandoning it for thieves forever.
it's a portrait and it's fingerlocked, but whatever.
he's quick to catch up so they're walking elbow to elbow again, looking around curiously like he can tell where they're heading ]
If you have your own second mansion you're leading me to, I'm gonna judge.
[ he doesn't need to be synced to know cloud's not serious; it's obvious from the tone. but it's a roundabout way to ask where the heck are they going ]
[The bike will be okay, but if anyone is fucking up here trying to steal it, he's going to enlist Cloud to help him kick their ass to hell and back.
There's something comforting about being elbow to elbow with Cloud which he would accept death before ever saying. He is taking his time traversing the embankment; it's not too steep, but it does veer down to where the plateaued edge gently careens into the bay. Like a little shore.]
Please. I've got an apartment. And a bunker, but that's sitting beneath a police station.
[He thinks he's funny.
There is a stone bench there between the opening of some trees, the surface carved into.
This is where he leads Cloud. In the little cut-out of the trees, Cloud can face Gotham directly across the bay. It's just far enough that most of this side of the city can be seen, towering buildings, bridges, and all. It's still difficult to see most of the stars, even here. There is a smattering of them like flicked paint back behind them toward the estate, but overhead of the city lacks them completely. The only thing visible is the moon at the line of the tallest buildings. But the city does trap the light in, a kind of blue and violet hue. The city glows with it.]
[ but he unfortunately sounds amused. jason can be funny and it's unfortunate. he follows quietly otherwise, observing everything around them until they get to the cut-out, where he takes in the view of the city.
there's no water, near midgar, the way there is here, and it's different. the city's lights glow a lot differently than the bright mako green of the reactors coloring the city he knows best, and like that, at night, despite the sky being missing, it's almost... pretty. ]
... You talked a lot of shit, but it's not so bad looking.
I This Old House'd an old bomb shelter. [Cloud doesn't know what the hell This Old House is, you fuck.] --I kind of stole and renovated an old bomb shelter they had below it.
[Gotham looks rather nice from this distance and angle, yeah. There is a bench for sitting, but Jason decides to be a hooligan and stand on top of it with his feet instead. How very like him.]
It grows on you a little. Sounds like she's already got you right in her clutches.
[ there's kind of a huff of amusement when jason explains the reference (sort of), because yeah. that sounds like him.
cloud does not join him on standing on the bench, just looks... further up at him. ]
Aren't you tall enough? [ deadpan before he turns back to the city, pensive ] Not sure about that. Maybe all cities look better from a distance and totally empty of people. [ because he knows he's seeing a very different gotham than what jason grew up with. ] Helps that it doesn't look like a pizza.
Nope. Never. [He will be a gremlin, Cloud has to deal with it. He offers a hand out, though, if Cloud wants to take it.] Maybe you should come up instead of bitching. You can see so much of the dark water from here.
[He snorts. Not on Cloud, in general.]
Now you're sounding like a real robot overlord, Cloud. [Distance cities without people.] Maybe Gotham would be more stable if it looked like a pizza. I'm sure every stoner would love that.
[ he takes the hand to climb on the bench like some kind of hooligan and bravely resists the urge to push jason off, looking out into the dark bay. ]
You caught me. I've been a robot this whole time. [ deadpan. this is believable. he does Not get the stoner reference, but he'll at least explain; ] S'what people call upper Midgar. The great pizza plate up in the sky.
[ im this close to mentioning mayor domino so jason can go Wait ]
Technically, he probably shouldn't budge, but it's funnier if he gets flung off the bench because Cloud is super soldier'd. There he go! He doesn't roll into the bay, at least. He just kind of stumbles down onto the ground before catching himself.
UNFORTUNATELY, he's rowdy and loves horseplay, so he immediately makes an attempt to shoulder tackle Cloud at the legs and waist to try to get Cloud over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.]
[ cloud's reflex when he sees jason try to attempt that is to kick? but he does not actually want to kick jason and break his nose. so he kind of freezes for a split second like he's deciding aaaaand there he goes it's too late he is a sack of potatoes yelping and resisting all reflexes to, again, just kick out of the hold
so instead he wiggles ]
Jay! What the hell! [ they are in sync so jay gets both the slight discomfort, the general ???!!! of not knowing what to do, and also a kind of vague deja vu like someone carried him like this before but he can't pinpoint who or why. but the most important part is the mild outrage ] Put me down.
[(jason voice) cloud is thinking about another boyfriend
He keeps Cloud pinned in place by the back of the legs so Cloud won't slide to the ground. His other hand rests on Cloud's ass on purpose because he's a dickweed. He pats it even.]
You're a lot heavier than you look, tough stuff. Want to take a dip in the nasty ol' Gotham bay? Get the full experience?
[He turns toward the bay, but doesn't move for it yet.]
[ he kind of is thinking of another boyfriend, don't tell him.
there's SUCH indignation in the noise he makes when jason pats his ass. never mind maybe he does want to break his nose a LITTLE ]
Try to throw me in the bay and you're not coming out of this portrait alive. [ he says that AND jabs jason in the ribs with his elbow. let go!!! the sync outs that this is not a real threat (shocker) ]
[DON'T BREAK HIS NOSE. His handsome face... 🥺🥺 He does kind of jerk a bit when he's jabbed, and he says "ow!" even if it didn't hurt enough to warrant an ow.]
Those are some mighty big words for a dude who I've got thrown over my shoulder.
[He should really jump into the bay with Cloud, honestly, but he will be nice. They have to get on his bike, and he doesn't want nasty bay water on it. So he turns around, steps up on the bench then down off the bench, and starts climbing the slope back up to the gates and the bike.
[ he really could be fighting harder but he's still debating the amount of damage he is okay doing. like! on the one hand, they're going away from the water, which is good. on the other hand jason is not letting him go and he really hates him ]
Put me down already! [ he is kicking out now. he absolutely is ]
[He's almost at the top of the hill, but he slips a little in the grass and rocks when Cloud starts swinging legs. He pins Cloud's legs more with his beefy arm. Stop kicky! No kicky!]
You want me to put you down on the fucking hill, Cloud? He--y! Cut it out! Just wait a damn minute!
It's a hill. [ he can walk on a hill???? but he does stop kicking when Jason holds on with his stupid meat. he hates this. I need you to know this is now a cartoon pose because he's got his arms crossed as he glares out into the distant while he is being carried like this ]
You might slide down it and right into the bay like a slipper blonde fish. I'd get to tell Lup I caught one.
[LMAO, CLOUD. This is so funny. They go up the hill with Cloud pouting, and Jason holding onto the backs of his legs. The LEAST Cloud could do is look at Jason's nice ass, sheesh.
Once he up at the top and on the pavement again, he rolls his shoulder and uses his hands to pull Cloud off, plopping Cloud back on two feet. He's grinning about it, though. Hehe.]
[ cloud 0% appreciated jason's ass because he was too busy going >:( thinking that jason was being an ass, thanks ]
I wasn't going to slide down the hill.
[ it's what he says when jason plops him down, shaking his head a little because he was kind of upside down and all the blood went there. thanks. that sucks.
Hey. I was looking out for your safety. Making sure you didn't.
[What the HECK, no kicky.] Don't kick me, brat. Are you pouting? [He will tease the shit out of Cloud for the kicking. He leans in to smooch the corner of Cloud's mouth.]
[ he's not appeased by smooches!! he is still indignant!!! ignore the slight fluster!!!! ]
I'm older than you. And I don't pout. [ the kick was warranted? the brat comment was not. wow. but despite the sulking he looks at the motorcycle and shrugs a shoulder which is as good as a yes ]
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[ he says it fondly. also jason is so gay. wow. anyway the longer they drive the more in sync they get! so jason can tell even more that cloud is truly enjoying this. it's terrible.
he is ignoring the fancy corporations because he hates shady scientific industries and they are driving Away, so it's fine. he follows the route through the hills, looking a little curious ]
This still count as Gotham? [ where are they going. ]
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Yeah. Weird that some of a shithole city can actually be nice, huh?
[Usually he's driving, not riding. And while he does actually take some rides here and there that aren't also being chased, he doesn't get to look around quite like he can when someone else is driving. So he has his chin propped up on the back of Cloud's shoulder, and he's! looking! at what all he can see like this. It's nice. Thank you, Cloud.
The route takes them off the highway and onto a smaller road that winds up a small hill. Cloud gets some really cool turns and shit! The hill is lined here and there with trees, but it's easy to see through them that the city is now across from them on the other side of a bay area. The docks are the most prominent thing, scattered around the edge, but all of the lights and buildings are there.
At the top of the hill, Cloud reaches the end of the route and a dead end. The only thing there waiting for them is two disgusting large, wrought-iron gates between two pillars with a W emblazoned on them.]
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cloud's having fun with the driving, almost relaxing into it when they pull up to the gates and he's slowing down to a stop. cool breaking is only necessary during chase scenes. he doesn't step off right away, looking sideways at jason when they're in front of the gates
he... has an idea where they've wound up, and he mostly feels and looks curious about it. ]
This your dad's place? [ jason hasn't always been consistent with calling bruce his dad or not but it's the simplest way for cloud to say it when he refuses to use the word batman. because it's stupid. he's looking at the gates with a raised eyebrow, bike idling ] He afraid people will forget who lives here?
[ why is W on them. rich people are the worst. ]
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Yeah.
[He doesn't clarify which question the yeah is for. (It's both, technically.) He stands beside the bike, gazing through the gates and toward the house that's sitting back farther up the hill. It's a dark, dreary-looking old money mansion estate. There are some lights on, though, so it's apparently not abandoned.
Some very conflicted feelings spill through into Cloud. When you don't exactly get along with someone, when they're a little overbearing, when you're afraid to disappoint them but know--or think--you already do, and when you love them regardless. The house sitting through the trees up the paved drive feels like a home and like a bit of a burden.
He turns away from it and the bike, surprisingly, walking off in the opposite direction, hands in his pockets. He doesn't tell Cloud to come on, but he heads off the path of the road and down a little embankment with the intent Cloud can follow.]
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it's a portrait and it's fingerlocked, but whatever.
he's quick to catch up so they're walking elbow to elbow again, looking around curiously like he can tell where they're heading ]
If you have your own second mansion you're leading me to, I'm gonna judge.
[ he doesn't need to be synced to know cloud's not serious; it's obvious from the tone. but it's a roundabout way to ask where the heck are they going ]
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There's something comforting about being elbow to elbow with Cloud which he would accept death before ever saying. He is taking his time traversing the embankment; it's not too steep, but it does veer down to where the plateaued edge gently careens into the bay. Like a little shore.]
Please. I've got an apartment. And a bunker, but that's sitting beneath a police station.
[He thinks he's funny.
There is a stone bench there between the opening of some trees, the surface carved into.
This is where he leads Cloud. In the little cut-out of the trees, Cloud can face Gotham directly across the bay. It's just far enough that most of this side of the city can be seen, towering buildings, bridges, and all. It's still difficult to see most of the stars, even here. There is a smattering of them like flicked paint back behind them toward the estate, but overhead of the city lacks them completely. The only thing visible is the moon at the line of the tallest buildings. But the city does trap the light in, a kind of blue and violet hue. The city glows with it.]
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[ but he unfortunately sounds amused. jason can be funny and it's unfortunate. he follows quietly otherwise, observing everything around them until they get to the cut-out, where he takes in the view of the city.
there's no water, near midgar, the way there is here, and it's different. the city's lights glow a lot differently than the bright mako green of the reactors coloring the city he knows best, and like that, at night, despite the sky being missing, it's almost... pretty. ]
... You talked a lot of shit, but it's not so bad looking.
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[Gotham looks rather nice from this distance and angle, yeah. There is a bench for sitting, but Jason decides to be a hooligan and stand on top of it with his feet instead. How very like him.]
It grows on you a little. Sounds like she's already got you right in her clutches.
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cloud does not join him on standing on the bench, just looks... further up at him. ]
Aren't you tall enough? [ deadpan before he turns back to the city, pensive ] Not sure about that. Maybe all cities look better from a distance and totally empty of people. [ because he knows he's seeing a very different gotham than what jason grew up with. ] Helps that it doesn't look like a pizza.
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[He snorts. Not on Cloud, in general.]
Now you're sounding like a real robot overlord, Cloud. [Distance cities without people.] Maybe Gotham would be more stable if it looked like a pizza. I'm sure every stoner would love that.
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You caught me. I've been a robot this whole time. [ deadpan. this is believable. he does Not get the stoner reference, but he'll at least explain; ] S'what people call upper Midgar. The great pizza plate up in the sky.
[ im this close to mentioning mayor domino so jason can go Wait ]
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[He's really about to get pushed off the bench and straight into the bay probably. HELP.]
You mean Shinra hasn't snatched that and tried to coin it into a franchise? I'm shocked, honestly.
[PLEASE, NOT THE FANTASY DOMINOES. Jason would lose it. Midgar is one big pizza franchise now.]
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[WAAAHHH!!
Technically, he probably shouldn't budge, but it's funnier if he gets flung off the bench because Cloud is super soldier'd. There he go! He doesn't roll into the bay, at least. He just kind of stumbles down onto the ground before catching himself.
UNFORTUNATELY, he's rowdy and loves horseplay, so he immediately makes an attempt to shoulder tackle Cloud at the legs and waist to try to get Cloud over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.]
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so instead he wiggles ]
Jay! What the hell! [ they are in sync so jay gets both the slight discomfort, the general ???!!! of not knowing what to do, and also a kind of vague deja vu like someone carried him like this before but he can't pinpoint who or why. but the most important part is the mild outrage ] Put me down.
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He keeps Cloud pinned in place by the back of the legs so Cloud won't slide to the ground. His other hand rests on Cloud's ass on purpose because he's a dickweed. He pats it even.]
You're a lot heavier than you look, tough stuff. Want to take a dip in the nasty ol' Gotham bay? Get the full experience?
[He turns toward the bay, but doesn't move for it yet.]
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there's SUCH indignation in the noise he makes when jason pats his ass. never mind maybe he does want to break his nose a LITTLE ]
Try to throw me in the bay and you're not coming out of this portrait alive. [ he says that AND jabs jason in the ribs with his elbow. let go!!! the sync outs that this is not a real threat (shocker) ]
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Those are some mighty big words for a dude who I've got thrown over my shoulder.
[He should really jump into the bay with Cloud, honestly, but he will be nice. They have to get on his bike, and he doesn't want nasty bay water on it. So he turns around, steps up on the bench then down off the bench, and starts climbing the slope back up to the gates and the bike.
With Cloud over his shoulder.]
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Put me down already! [ he is kicking out now. he absolutely is ]
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You want me to put you down on the fucking hill, Cloud? He--y! Cut it out! Just wait a damn minute!
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[LMAO, CLOUD. This is so funny. They go up the hill with Cloud pouting, and Jason holding onto the backs of his legs. The LEAST Cloud could do is look at Jason's nice ass, sheesh.
Once he up at the top and on the pavement again, he rolls his shoulder and uses his hands to pull Cloud off, plopping Cloud back on two feet. He's grinning about it, though. Hehe.]
Your turn to ride now.
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I wasn't going to slide down the hill.
[ it's what he says when jason plops him down, shaking his head a little because he was kind of upside down and all the blood went there. thanks. that sucks.
anyway now that he can he kicks jason's ankle ]
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[What the HECK, no kicky.] Don't kick me, brat. Are you pouting? [He will tease the shit out of Cloud for the kicking. He leans in to smooch the corner of Cloud's mouth.]
Want me to drive you around Gotham?
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I'm older than you. And I don't pout. [ the kick was warranted? the brat comment was not. wow. but despite the sulking he looks at the motorcycle and shrugs a shoulder which is as good as a yes ]
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