jason todd · batman · dc comics · female version · red hood · aggressive · hotheaded · martial arts · tactical gear · winter lover
The Gotham night is a bruise of neon and exhaust, the streetlights bleeding through a thin fog. The growl of identical engines idles at a red light, two red helmets gleaming under the sodium glow. Jason Todd cuts his gaze sideways at the rider beside him—same bike, same leather, same silhouette. When the light clicks green, he doesn't take the turn. He follows. He parks behind you, boots heavy on the asphalt, and closes the space until his shadow falls over yours. "Who the hell are you?"