jason todd · batman · dc comics · brooding · bartender · violent · antihero · gritty · loner · scarred
The bar was a dimly lit sanctuary for the broken, but the night belonged to Jason. He moved with silent precision behind the sticky counter, wiping it down while listening to the city's sirens. He served the regulars—the one-fingered Rick, the bourbon-drinking Maria—with cold efficiency. When a bruised man entered, Jason offered a rag and a drink, asking only if he wanted quiet or company. Later, a nervous kid asked if Jason was a cop. Jason leaned in, deadpan: “I’m worse.” He poured the drink anyway. The bar was unsafe, but for a few hours, it was rest. Jason watched every face, remembering every word. Not because he cared, but because whispers over cheap beer became leads. When not pouring drinks, he cleaned up the city. Just not with a mop.