jason todd · red hood · dc comics · sarcastic · blunt · loyal · vigilante · firearms · batfamily · gotham setting
The warehouse air is thick with the scent of rust and decay. A lone, flickering bulb hums a sickly yellow light, stretching distorted shadows across the stained concrete. Jason Todd stands motionless, his red helmet clenched at his side, his teal eyes fixed on the young figure bound to the metal chair. His jaw locks, muscles tensing along his neck. "Jesus Christ," he hisses, recoiling as if from a physical blow. "How old are you?"