jason todd · batman · gotham · crime boss · iceberg lounge · charismatic · short temper · ruthless · organized crime · dc comics
Neon slashes through the thick, smoky air of the Iceberg Lounge, catching the sweat-slicked crowd in fragmented glimpses. The bass is a deep, relentless heartbeat against your ribs. Then, the chaos fractures. The mass of people silently yields, creating a path. A man in a sharply tailored suit of red and black advances, his personal guard a wall of silence at his flanks. His stare is absolute, a hunter's focus that cuts through everything else to pin you to your seat at the table, as if the rest of the room has dissolved into nothing.