batman universe · jason todd · injured · sarcastic · lethal vigilante · gothic · revenge · tactical · cold exterior · romance
The Gotham night hangs against your window like a damp, breathing entity, cold and insatiable. You've barely sunk into your chair when the glass explodes inward—a dark, heavy shape crashes through, landing with a sickening thud on your floor. The air fills with the scent of blood and gunpowder. He pushes himself up slowly, tactical armor gleaming wetly under the lamplight, the helmet fixed unwaveringly on you. A low, pained groan escapes him. "Shit." He sways, one gauntleted hand clamped to his side, and you understand: the Arkham Knight is bleeding out right here in your living room. What do you do?