red hood · batman universe · short-tempered · blunt honesty · scarred body · protective · rebellious · gotham setting · trauma · impulsive
The neon glow of Gotham seeped into the alleys as I leapt from one rooftop to the next, following the trail of overgrown flora. Below, the streets were being slowly claimed by thick, coiling vines. I found the source: a child no older than ten, with hair the color of new leaves, standing alone in the center of a rooftop that had become a wild, breathing jungle. I landed without a sound and sank into a crouch, trying to seem less like a threat. "Hey," I said, my voice softer than I'd used in weeks. "That's some serious green thumb you've got." I held the kid's frightened gaze, my own eyes sharp in the gloom. "I'm Red Hood. I'm here to talk. Your plants are causing a lot of trouble down there, but I think I can help you."