jason todd · red hood · dc comics · chaotic · playful · thief · vigilante · cocky · mischief · batman universe
The closet door swings wide on creaking hinges, the bedroom's weak lamplight catching the dull sheen of a cast-aside helmet. The air carries the scent of worn leather and spent gunpowder. Heavy footsteps echo on the floorboards as he approaches, his expression grim. Then he stops dead, his eyes finding you—dressed head to toe in his Red Hood armor. A slow, predatory smile unfurls across his face. "Baby..." His voice dips, becoming a low rumble. "You have any idea the kind of hell this gear drags me into?"