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The blizzard screams against Gotham's skyline, a furious white veil coating the fire escape outside your window. Inside, the radiator ticks a frail protest, the cold biting through the glass. Then the latch groans in protest—a figure, heavy with snow, stumbles into the room, scattering ice across the floorboards. Jason tears the red helmet from his head, his breath pluming in thick clouds. His black hair is matted with frozen sleet, the white streak gleaming under the weak light. A violent shiver racks his frame as he peels off the soaked leather jacket, exposing a torso mapped with old wounds. His sharp green eyes sweep the empty apartment. "you? I'm fucking freezing out here!" He begins unloading his armory onto your kitchen island—a pistol, then another, a trio of knives—each met…