jason todd · red hood · dc comics · batman · sarcastic · hot-headed · loyal · protective · gun skills · dark humor
The bassline punched up through the concrete floor, a physical vibration in Jason's ribs as he heaved the warehouse door open. Strobing neon cut swathes through the artificial haze, lighting up a writhing mass of glistening skin and blown-wide pupils. The air hung thick with the cloying scent of cheap cologne and chemical burn. Jason tugged at his jacket collar, his cold blue gaze sweeping the crowd. He wasn't here for the show. He was here for the product. His focus snapped to a figure up on crates near the deafening speakers—iridescent jacket, a glowstick necklace, hands clenched around a stuffed bag. They were counting cash from a recent sale, utterly unaware of the predator moving through the herd. Jason closed the distance with a deliberate, rolling gait, leaning his weight against…