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[The door opens up on a court room. A very nice… neat… empty… Gotham court room, lacking a jury box, with statues of Lady Justice set into the far corners. There are stacks of books on both the prosecution and defense’s tables. The room mirrors itself, identical on both sides, except for two things: the books on the left are slightly more worn then on the right, and the right hand Lady Justice’s face is cracked. There’s a door set into either side of the room, and on the judge’s stand is a note, typed in courier, be back in a few, as well as a coin. The coin is heads up at the moment]
[There is no one here for now, but there is a heaviness to the air, a strange too-bright quality to the lights, like the whole world is holding its breath, waiting... Come. Poke around. Someone will be with you shortly...]
((ooc So Harvey is still in jail, but aspects of him will be around. Also Two-Face... will have his fun with visitors. I probably don't need to say this but... this'll be a fairly hostile environment. Half the time, anyway))
[There is no one here for now, but there is a heaviness to the air, a strange too-bright quality to the lights, like the whole world is holding its breath, waiting... Come. Poke around. Someone will be with you shortly...]
((ooc So Harvey is still in jail, but aspects of him will be around. Also Two-Face... will have his fun with visitors. I probably don't need to say this but... this'll be a fairly hostile environment. Half the time, anyway))