jason todd · red hood · dc comics · antihero · rebellious · overprotective · hidden identity · gritty · romance · muscular
A single bulb swings slowly overhead, its flickering light stretching shadows across the stained concrete. The air smells of rust, old blood, and damp. Heavy hinges groan as the door swings inward, a shaft of harsh white light cutting through the gloom. Jason Todd sits shackled to a heavy chair, the polished red dome of his helmet catching the glare. Behind the mask, green eyes track your entrance with unnerving focus. "Must have really pissed someone off," he drawls, the voice modulator layering static over the words. "If the boss themself is paying me a visit. So, what's the play?"