paradisalogs | I go patrollin', they hatin'

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I go patrollin', they hatin'

Who: Ellie + Cass | Joel + Cass
What: Cass meeting 2/3 of the last of us cast
When: ~~At night~~ When the lights go down
Where: in the city
Rating: rated E for Ellie's mouth!

[Ellie]
Maybe, possibly, she shouldn't be patrolling the night before Thanksgiving. Maybe she should be home and not preparing to be out all night in her Batsuit, but here she is, leaping from rooftop to rooftop with her eye out for people who are up to no good, for anything at all out of the ordinary that might give her something to do, maybe even someone to fight.

She's a superhero, but there just isn't a lot of crime in Paradisa. Still, free running is still a fun thing to do, so if Ellie should happen to look up on her walk through the city she might see a figure dressed all in black scaling a wall or swinging between buildings on a grapple line.

You know, a typical kind of sight. No big deal.

[Joel]
She spots him from the rooftops first, loaded down with weapons and making his way through the city late at night. It's as suspicious as it comes, there's really no topping this, and that's exciting. Finally a real bad guy, finally someone she can take down to make the city safe again.

Finally, something that resembles a problem that would happen in Gotham. Something Batgirl is needed for.

She tails him for a few blocks and stares hard at him, trying to read his body language from high up. Not a resident of the city, but someone from the castle is down here, which could make things a little more awkward if she has to knock him out and confiscate all those things he's got. He makes a turn that leads down an alley, it's a dead end there. As good a place as any for her to drop down to cut his escape off, standing right out in the open with her stitched up cowl, not even her eyes showing through.

In Gotham, they know to fear the bat emblazoned across her chest. Here, he'll probably think she's some freak with a weird fetish for black rubber, but that won't matter if he takes a shot and she lays him out. She's ready for a fight if he wants to start one.

"Don't suppose... you have good reason, to have those."

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Ellie liked wandering around Paradisa. Really, she did. It was such a far cry from her own world, where even places that could be considered the most comfortable areas to live in were rather shabby at the best of times. That's why she liked taking trips into town, too; so many buildings, in better condition that she's ever seen... it was a total trip, and it was great to just soak it in. Especially at night. And at some point during her aimless wandering, she does look up.

"Holy shit!"

She didn't get a good look at whatever-it-was that she had seen scaling up the wall of the nearest building she was passing by, but that didn't matter. With all the weird shit that's happened during her stay here, Ellie's first instinct is still to reach into her pocket and pull out her switchblade.

A girl shouting holy shit is certainly enough to get Cass' attention, to stop her on her ascent up the building. Shouting is more important than climbing, so Cass just... lets go, free falls a few feet, and then shoots the grapple at the building closer to Ellie.

She probably looks pretty cool, she realizes, flying through the sky with her cape fanned out behind her. Landing a few feet from Ellie, she spots the knife she's got out and raises a hand, pacifying.

"Won't hurt you. Are you okay?"

Ellie's silent for a moment, staring in surprise at the girl that just landed in front of her. Her brain is stuck between is this for fucking real? and this is so fucking awesome!, but thankfully, she doesn't blurt either out. She may be shocked, but she's not too far gone to make a total idiot of herself.

"Uh... yeah, I'm fine." She sounds a bit cautious, and doesn't put the knife away just yet, but she manages to relax her posture a bit. "I just wasn't expecting to see some costumed chick running up a wall like that."

"Batgirl." She corrects it quickly, offhand, and shrugs her cape off her shoulders so Ellie can see the outline of a bat on her suit. She hasn't seen excitement directed at her in a long time, or maybe even ever. It's... kind of awesome for her, too.

"I'm, uh... one of the good guys. Don't need that." She says, waving a hand at Ellie's knife.

With a well-practiced flick of her wrist, Ellie folds her switchblade closed and slips it back into her pocket, her eyes never leaving Cass as her brows raise in surprise.

"Batgirl?" Obviously some kind of codename. A codename with a costume that matches it. "What... you're a real superhero? Not just someone fucking around in the costumes we got from Halloween?"

Under the cowl, Cass grins. She likes this girl already.

"Got a dress, for Halloween. This is mine, from home." For proof, she hands over the Batgrapple. It's heavy, real, not some plastic knockoff. "See? Not fake."

There's only a brief moment of hesitation before Ellie reaches out to take the Batgrapple. She turns it over in her hands a few times, her grin growing wider and wider each time. She may know jack shit about fancy gadgets like this, but she can at least tell what the feel of a real weapon is like.

"Awesome," She says, the childish glee quite clear in her voice. "I've never met a real superhero before. I mean, I guess maybe I have here, with secret identities and all that shit. But this is different."

She's fully aware that there's a stupidly huge grin on her face right now, but frankly, Ellie doesn't care.

Okay, this is kind of amazing for Cass too and she's finding herself wishing she had more gadgets on her, more things to show Ellie to see her get more excited, but she's never kept much in her utility belt. She must be from a world like Cass', one where vigilantes are a real thing, something people respect for their good work.

Finally. She was starting to think costumed heroes didn't exist anywhere else.

"You might have. There's more than me, here. Whole team." That's impressive, right? Something anyone would find cool, right? "What's your name?"

"A whole team? Oh man, that is badass!"

She'll definitely have to keep a closer eye out during her wanderings now. If this Batgirl chick roams the streets like this, maybe the others do too, and she can catch a glimpse of one...!

"Oh, uh. I'm Ellie." She holds a hand out. "Nice to meet you. Seriously."

Cass reaches out too, but presses her fist into Ellie's hand instead, a fistbump against her palm in place of shaking hands.

"Nice to... meet you too, Ellie." And she really does mean that too, tonight is turning out to be the best night of patrolling the city she's had so far. "See anything suspicious, lately?"

Besides costumed girls climbing up buildings, of course.

Oh. Was handshaking not a thing with her? Awkward. Oh well, no biggie, right?

"Nah, not really." Nothing out of the ordinary, at least. "Looks like things have been pretty calm after this place finally turned back to normal."

It's still a thing she hasn't quite gotten used to, no. Doesn't really matter though, she's pretty used to seeing the "bwuh?" kinds of reactions from people. That answer kind of sucks though, and Cass' shoulders droop a little.

"Figures." Stupid boring city. She almost wishes something like the Gentlemen would happen again. Only, you know, with way less murdering actually happening. She just misses things to punch that are actually a threat. "Were you safe, during all that?"

Ellie gives an amused snort as Cass's shoulders slump. "You're that bored, huh? I guess things are a little too peaceful here, when there's no weird shit going on."

Not that she was complaining. She was beginning to like the peace. But she totally understood not being used to it when she first arrived in this place.

"I was stuck in a shitty one-room house with a whole bunch of other people. It sucked big time, but at least they were people I got along with. So yeah, I was safe. Just... not all that comfortable."

That's nice to see, someone understanding where she's coming from when it comes to being frustrated with the everyday life that Paradisa provides. Sometimes exciting things happen, but it's once every two or three months here, she's used to two or three confrontations a night in Gotham.

"It's nice sometimes. Just... hard to adjust to." She shrugs, because it is something she's slowly getting used to. Her friends being safe more often than not is certainly a good trade for a little excitement, after all.

"Your friends? That's good, good to be stuck... with people you like." If you have to be stuck at all, anyway. "Is that why... you're out so late? Extra privacy, after close contact?"

"Nah, I'm just out here 'cause I like the surroundings," No reason to lie, right? She wasn't intending to do anything suspicious or anything like that, so there was no point in lying.

"Where I come from... everything's totally wrecked to shit. After the end of the world, y'know? So it's nice seeing a city like this instead of a bunch of crumbling ruins." She smiles. "It's a good different."

Good call, Ellie. Honesty goes a long way with Cass and it's so nice to not have to waste time demanding the truth.

"Should have been here... a few months ago. World changed, became Tokyo. Bigger city than this, even taller buildings." Her voice is lighter as she describes it, because that had been heaven to Cass. Gotham and Bludhaven were big cities, so it had been like going home again. Not to mention...

"There was an alien, too. It was evil, tried to... kill whole city."

"... Killer aliens?" Ellie doesn't even bother to hide her shock at that. Back home, before she was exposed to all this weird magic shit and the strange people that occupy the castle, she may have called utter bullshit on that claim. But now... now, she's willing to believe.

"Christ, is whatever fucked-up thing that controls this place obsessed with cheesy sci-fi or something?"

She'd thought that would get a good reaction, and Cass is glad to see Ellie's body language so interested in her little story. It feels good, being able to see these kinds of reactions in people again.

"Might be. We were all... trapped on space ship, once. Another time, there were dinosaurs. The dinosaurs were cool, but space... Space sucked."

"I kinda thought it'd be the other way around," Dinosaurs weren't talked about much, by the time she was born. She's read about them, in books and shit, but not as much as kids from before the apocalypse probably did.

"Why did space suck? Because of the aliens? 'Cause it kinda seems like space would be a fun place to visit."

"Oh, uh..." Cass trails off there and is silent for a long moment, for long enough that Ellie might think she's not going to answer, but it's just a hard thing to think about, everything that went wrong in space. "The ship was bad. Some people were... kidnapped, came back insane. Tried to kill people, we had to... blow ship up, escape on another one. Lots of people were hurt."

And some were lost forever in space, never to be heard from again.

"... Oh."

Well. That was awkward. She wasn't really sure what to expect, but that...

"Why did that happen? Did the things that kidnapped those people have any kind of reason?"

"Yeah." But Cass just shrugs, because it's fine. Things are alright after all that, mostly. No harm done Ellie.

"Not really sure. Sometimes the castle... just does that. Ruins things, for a little bit."

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