[rl] Ra's and Slade
Jump City was nothing he had not seen before, a metropolis with it's ins and outs, not corrupt as Gotham or a particularly shining example of humanity. From the rooftops it was beautiful in it's own skeletal way, and Henri Ducard- Ra's al Ghul, the Demon's Head- took a moment to enjoy the peace. Humanity was in fact a beautiful thing, even when filth and disease grew. That is why it was the responsibility of the strong to destroy the rot.
A dash and a jump and his his feet landed on the next roof. He walked to the edge, standing beside it with his arms folded behind his back, for all the world a man observing all behind the screen. After a moment he smiled.
"Your city is lovely." He commented in a musing tone to apparently nothing at all.