Killer Spirit

“Tracking?” Tara gaffed at the word. “That is not what happened here.” She explained. Though all the unconscious bodies on the floor may beg to differ. “It was pretty much a random encounter, and then I just… happened.” A crew like this, no powers and just guns? They stood no chance against her frankly. 

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Rose rolled her eye before sighing for a moment “Well I was sent to handle them and you’re randomly encountered definitely bombed my mission.” She replied looking at the unconscious body giving it a swift kick in frustration. “Well did you at least spare the merchandise? That will be needed for their booking.”

Rose was well liked. Cass saw it in Jason and others. She herself liked Rose a lot, and she understood her feelings very well. Only instead of being born a weapon upbring like Cassandra, Rose sought it out. Sometimes she wondered if Rose regretted it, or if she was satisfied with who she had become. Cass liked the girl, and hoped she had no regrets. “I am.” She nodded. “You’ve been missed.” Jason would be happy for her being back, and so was Cassandra herself. 

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Rose couldn’t really believe she’d been allowed back after her sabbatical but she was welcome back to the team. It was strange how different her father had been with some one-on-one time, she’d seen his flaws and what made him dangerous but she trained and learned from him to become better and stronger. “That is very sweet Cass, I have missed…plenty of people here as well.” She replied thinking of wonderful it was seeing Jason once again and many of the people she counted as her friends.

A different hero who knew Rose far less then Cass did would have said something about her approaching the other girl when she was cleaning her sword. That it was a foolish idea and she was being a fool. Except Cassandra knew Rose, and for that fact alone she worried not. “I’m glad.” She spoke softly. She eyed Rose, trying to gain an understanding of what had occurred in their absence from eachother’s lives. “Are you?”

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Rose had always liked Cass; she was quiet yet efficient to the point where she could handle almost anything thrown at her. Not many people dared to approach her with a sword in her hand but Cass wasn’t one to fear her unless they were meeting on the battlefield. “Yes I believe so, given that I have nowhere else to get off too. Are you okay with me being around?” she questioned.

It had been a little while since Rose had seen Peter probably with how busy the GCPD was being kept with what chaos erupted around Gotham from time to time but now seemed like the perfect time. “Excuse you have you seen Officer Keen?” She asked only to be ignored which didn’t sit well with her at all as she pulled out her dagger slicing the phone cord of Officer Murphy. “I’m armed and dangerous, you really shouldn’t ignore people like me.” She replied with a deadly smile on her face as he started screaming for Peter. “Ahh thank you looks like you’ll live another day, Office Murphy”

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        Jon stood by Jason’s door, his eyes moving around the apartment, looking for something to catch his attention. Hearing Rose speak, he looked up at her. “I’m the one who is always hanging out with Dory. I’m Jon.” He introduced himself, walking over to her and sticking his hand out for her to shake. “My brother, Jordan, is the one who took a trip to the Fortress of Solitude.”

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Rose watched the other for a moment after all she was rather curious as to which one she was meeting. “Yes Jon, you’ll have to forgive me, I'm terrible with names. I’m Rose if you didn’t already know that also if you are looking for Dory she isn’t here right now.” She mused shaking his hand “How interesting so do you guys just not feel the cold? Or is it easier to focus so far away from everything?”

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      Jason walked to the kitchen, stopping in the doorway. Seeing Rose standing there, he was reminded of old times, before she had left Gotham to go be with her dad. A lot had change since then but not her, she was the same. “Coffee sounds great.” He said, walking past her to pour himself a cup. “I’m not hungry.” Jason admitted. He wasn’t much of a breakfast eater, preferring to run off coffee and the occasional protein bar. “Why not?” He asked, taking a sip from the steaming cup. “It’s a good shirt.” 

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Rose sipped her coffee watching the other giving him a soft smile “Freshly made, I hope I still remember how strong you like it” she mused moving to set her cup down before hoping up on the counter to sit. “Because from our first reunion it sounded as if you burned all the stuff that would have reminded you of me and this shirt is kinda a big reminder.” she replied, smirking “I’m glad you didn't, this is my favorite shirt of yours to wear.”

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     Jake smirked gently, nodding as he rolled his eyes. “Alright, you got a point there” he had to admit. Little about Gotham City was pleasant, and he supposed that this situation could have been a lot worse than it currently was so perhaps he shouldn’t complain too much. “You could say that” Jake nodded. “I’ve met a few of them” All of them, really. But not her. Jake hated that he was so intrigued by that suddenly. 

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Rose watched the other for a moment as he spoke smirking “Yes I usually do when it comes down to it” She teased. Not many people knew she was a titan given her rather an abrasive personality but she was learning. “That’s cool, do you have a favorite yet?” she questioned

Rose looked at the male for a moment, it was obvious he was a Kent boy; she just wasn’t which one he was, having not really had the pleasure of meeting either of the Kent twins she took a chance. “So are you the one who is always hanging out with Dory or the one who took a trip to icicle sanctum?”  She questioned leaning back in her chair.

Rose looked up from cleaning her sword at Cass’s words and she supposed she could understand where this came from. She’d disappeared with her Father only to return without him still trying her hand at playing hero. “You aren’t the only one to have thought such a thing, but I’m afraid you guys are stuck with me.” She mused looking at the other.

Rose hadn’t expected the hook up by any means but she always knew Jason and that he was probably just falling into old habits. She knew she would always love him no matter what but Jax had brought out a better side within Jason she’d seen it first hand. She was pulled from her thoughts he she heard him walking out to the kitchen “I made coffee and I got you a bowl for cereal, cause all that time away didn’t improve my cooking skills on bit” She mused sipping her coffee before looking down “I can’t believe you kept this old shirt, after everything that happened.” She muttered to herself more than him.

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     “I’d say the same for you but it’s not exactly the nicest circumstances” he sighed gently. Jake found idle chit chat to be incredibly tiresome and he had a feeling that the ambulance wasn’t going to arrive anytime soon. “You work with the Titans?” he quirked a brow. How had he never heard of her before? It felt like all his Dad did was talk about his teammates sometimes. Perhaps they had never worked together. 

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Rose looked at the other for a moment “no it’s not but then again its a rather normal circumstance when it comes to living within Gotham City.” She explained taking notice that the other wasn’t the type for idle chit chat smirking at the name drop she’d made. “Yes, have for a while now, do you know of them?” she questioned, wondering if she could find out more about him.

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Jerome flashed her a grin. “I’m glad you see it that way,” he said. “Not a lot of people appreciate my unique style.” He giggled. He nodded, his eyes widening. “Uh-huh!” he said. “I thought he was dead, or at least…” He paused, calculating. “97% of the way there. But nope! He’s up and at ‘em all over again.” He pouted. “I am the lead,” he insisted. Jerome shrugged his shoulders. “Oh, well, I guess there’s always next year, huh? Maybe we’ll do something snazzy for Christmas.”

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Rose looked at the other nodding her head “I tend not to conform to society's sense of normal so I’ll always appreciate your unique style as you say.” She mused looking at the other for a moment before smirking “Now both of you are here within this wonderful little city to cause all kinds of chaos.” He mused looking at the other as he pouted before shrugging “That does sound nice, please the color of Christmas is Red.” 

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     “And what do you do now?” he found himself asking. If they were going to be stuck here together for at least twenty minutes, it was probably worth keeping a conversation going. “It’s James” he lied without skipping a beat. It was close enough to Jake that he would remember it if their paths did happen to cross again. Jake was skeptical at best, particularly of strangers. “And yours?” he rose a brow, turning his attention away from the man to look at her again. 

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“Now I work with the Titans, which I suppose still allows me to use these skills” Rose replied looking at the other while they talked looking at him something about him didn’t seem genuine when it came to his name but she let it slide. “Rose, nice to meet you James” She replied looking at him as he spoke. The ambulance couldn’t get there soon enough but then again it did allow her to learn more about the new people here.

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       Pulling the Rose against him, he continued to kiss her. Now that Jax was out of the picture all he could think about was her and where it left them. Before she left town, Rose had been everything to him. She was the only other person he had loved and that type of emotion lingered, rearing its ugly head now that there was nothing to keep them apart. Jason reached down, his hands searching for her thighs to try and pull her up into his arms. 

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Rose had missed Jason in fact it was him that had her even returning to this place, kissing him always felt right. She knew the male would always hold a place in her heart so falling back into their normal behavior seemed second nature as she moved her arms to wrap around his neck, easily hiking her legs to wrap around his waist without breaking the kiss at all.

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Jerome couldn’t help but guffaw as Rose commented on a damaged psyche, tossing his head back as peals of hysterical laughter seesawing up toward the sky. “Yeah, uh, I think it’s a little late for that!” he said, laughing and smacking his own forehead with the heel of one hand. “This thing is pretty damaged already.” He giggled. “I dunno, my brother was the one with the cult,” he said. “I’m more of a…” He paused, considering the right term. “Mmm, team captain.” He gave another little giggle. “Chaos and fear go hand-in-hand. I wish Crane liked people, we make a good team.”

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Rose looked at the other as he laughed seeming to take her joke at face value, everyone’s psyche was fucked from the moment they were born. “Just a little bit but then again that’s what makes you so much fun Jerome.” she replied looking at the other tilting her head “brother? Dear Jeremiah is back in town? Way to bury the lead Weasley” She teased before nodding her head “I agree, such a shame, Halloween would’ve been amazing to see them both in action.”