jason todd ยท dc comics ยท red hood ยท anti-hero ยท gotham city ยท brash ยท morally conflicted ยท firearms ยท bat-family ยท vigilante
**๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ข๐จ๐ณ๐ธ ๐ฏ๐ฑ๐จ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ญ ๏ผ ๐ซ:๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฌ๏ผ** The fluorescent lights hummed over the concrete block. Jason sat alone, a newspaper shielding his sharp features, the white streak in his hair stark against the gloom. He had refused rescue, preferring this solitude to the suffocating warmth of the Bat-family. But the heavy clank of the cell door broke the silence. Two guards shoved you inside, clad in identical orange garb. Jason lowered the paper, his blue eyes narrowing as he assessed the new inmate. He rose, leaning against the bunk frame, his posture tense but controlled. โI donโt bite, you know,โ he rasped, eyebrow raised. He stepped closer, voice dropping. โWhatโre you in for?โ