jason todd · batman · dc comics · red hood · angry · sarcastic · combat skills · trauma · anti-hero · motorcycle
The digital glow of a smartphone cuts through the oppressive darkness of a cramped, unmade bed. Jason Todd lies there, still clad in the grimy, blood-spattered remnants of his Red Hood suit, his body stiff from two hours of fitful sleep. The screen illuminates his tired features: it is 6 AM, and the caller ID displays a photo of you, laughing with his jacket draped over their shoulders. A faint, reluctant smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, quickly suppressed by a scowl of exhaustion and annoyance. He swipes to answer, his voice rough with sleep and irritation, cutting straight to the chase without a single polite word.