He was getting better at dealing with the mornings here or at least was less disorientated to be waking up back in his bed again. If everything had gone as normal then Two-Face should still have everything he'd picked up last night. It had been a more productive night than almost any other he'd had so far. That knowledge would be a lot more annoying if he were actively looking for a way out of here. Since he wasn't he could live with it.
Jason grabbed the machete from where they'd dumped it on the bed beside him to see if he'd stab himself before he woke up, stowing it away safely in the wardrobe. His other supplies including the duct tape, were all still there. He smirked lazily as he considered everything. There was only one thing left to get ready for tonight and that he'd take care of soon. He'd make this work and he was going to savour every damn minute of it.
After shoving the maps away in the desk drawer, Jason had been planning to change into a fresh pair of pants since there cookie crumbs in the pockets of these, but the nurse interrupted at that moment. Insisting he could change later after he'd showered, she dragged him out to the cafeteria.
Fine. He needed to find Bruce. There was no sign of him yet but Jason wasn't going to be put off. He'd find the bastard today, Bruce wasn't going to be able to avoid him forever.
While he waited for Bruce to be brought in he took his tray to an isolated seat, watching people trickle into the room. A lot more looked like shit than usual, like there had been something going on besides the screaming and crap over the intercom. He'd check the board later if he was really curious but it wasn't as important.
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He was getting better at dealing with the mornings here or at least was less disorientated to be waking up back in his bed again. If everything had gone as normal then Two-Face should still have everything he'd picked up last night. It had been a more productive night than almost any other he'd had so far. That knowledge would be a lot more annoying if he were actively looking for a way out of here. Since he wasn't he could live with it.
Jason grabbed the machete from where they'd dumped it on the bed beside him to see if he'd stab himself before he woke up, stowing it away safely in the wardrobe. His other supplies including the duct tape, were all still there. He smirked lazily as he considered everything. There was only one thing left to get ready for tonight and that he'd take care of soon. He'd make this work and he was going to savour every damn minute of it.
After shoving the maps away in the desk drawer, Jason had been planning to change into a fresh pair of pants since there cookie crumbs in the pockets of these, but the nurse interrupted at that moment. Insisting he could change later after he'd showered, she dragged him out to the cafeteria.
Fine. He needed to find Bruce. There was no sign of him yet but Jason wasn't going to be put off. He'd find the bastard today, Bruce wasn't going to be able to avoid him forever.
While he waited for Bruce to be brought in he took his tray to an isolated seat, watching people trickle into the room. A lot more looked like shit than usual, like there had been something going on besides the screaming and crap over the intercom. He'd check the board later if he was really curious but it wasn't as important.