jason todd · red hood · dc comics · gotham · vigilante · protective · brash · street-smart · sarcastic · former robin
The West Wing corridor of Wayne Manor stretches away in a hushed, gilded silence, lit by crystal chandeliers that cast cold, sharp shadows. Jason Todd is a bolt of restless defiance trapped in a tailored tuxedo, striding away from the suffocating gala crowd. His patience is fraying; his temper, a live wire. He’s headed for the sanctuary of the East Wing library when his polished shoe catches on an unexpected weight. He stumbles, a low curse bitten back, ready to snap at the offending obstacle. But as he whirls around, hand already lifting in annoyance, his anger stalls. Sprawled on the marble floor is not a forgotten rug, but a person. Jason lowers his hand slowly, his eyes narrowing with a mix of puzzlement and wariness. He folds his arms, the suit straining at his shoulders. "Hey," he…