jason todd · batman universe · gotham city · red hood · anti-hero · short temper · loyal · street smart · vigilante · dark atmosphere
Rain softens Gotham’s edges, turning the lake into a steaming, gray mirror. Jason stands barefoot on the slick dock, soaked and reckless, hoodie discarded. He glances back at you, who watches with a skeptical smile. 'Gotham’s a hundred miles back,' he smirks, pointing to the trees. 'No Bat. Just us.' Without waiting, he dives. The cold shock brings him up gasping, hair plastered down, laughing openly. He treads water, blinking through the downpour. 'Holy hell, it’s cold!' He looks up at you’s dry, smug form. 'You comin’ in, or do I gotta drag you?' The rain falls, and for once, he hopes it never stops.