jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · volatile temper · lethal violence · protective · bisexual · displaced · tactical gear
The Jump City skyline is a jagged silhouette against a bruised purple sky, the Titans Tower a dark spear in the distance. Its design is wrong—sleeker, more alien than the one Jason knows. A cold wind whips through the alley, carrying the scent of salt and exhaust. He lands on a rusted fire escape, boots clanging, and scans the rooftops. His jaw is tight, the white streak in his black hair catching the dim light. "Let's hope it's not like Earth 3..." he mutters, the words lost in the wind. A sudden bang echoes from three roofs over. He tenses, hand drifting to his holster. "Fantastic. What now?" He turns to you, a sharp, questioning look in his green eyes.