[OPEN/CLOSED] We've gotta hooold on~ To what we've got~

[robintohood]

Who: Jason Todd robintohood and you! And special closed prompts with Jason Todd (reneger), Sleeper (solo_sleeper), Bucky Barnes (deadthenred), and Tim Drake (overlyprecocious).
What: Various antics Jason’s gotten into. Some are more legal than others and might be related to pod people.
When: Second half of April
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: PG13-level violence in the closed prompts. Will add more warnings if needed.

Descendant:

[It’s early evening and the Descendant Bar and Lounge is open as usual. However, compared to most nights, this night and this entire month has been kind of quiet. There aren’t as many customers and the ones who do show up sometimes leave early. Jason knows it’s because of the alien worms but business still needs to continue somehow.

He’s still doing what he can whenever he’s working as the bar’s owner. He’s attending to customers (especially the VIP ones), serving drinks and food, checking on the reading room, and sometimes has to step in as part of security to throw out a rowdy customer. Sometimes, he’s literally throwing them out. It’s good exercise.

Coincidentally, songs like “Another One Bites the Dust,” “Livin’ On A Prayer,” and brave attempts at “Bohemian Rhapsody” can sometimes be heard from the second floor’s stage]

This shit better not be prophetic.

[Regardless of what Jason’s doing, come talk to him. He could probably use the break]

Warehouse raid (Closed to the other Jason Todd, Bucky Barnes, and Sleeper):

[Ever since his other self told him he successfully robbed the D’Amicos, Jason sought out more of their bases with his gang. After all, it’s not often he gets a chance to further weaken a mob that was still recovering. After many nights and a lot of hard work, Jason soon enough found the perfect base to rob. He’s even going to have backup for tonight.

It’s nearly midnight and Jason’s at the edge of Central City, perched on the rooftop of an old brick building and fully dressed in his Red Hood gear. He has a plan and he trusts the rest of the party enough to not screw up the raid.

But as Jason stares at the warehouse a block away from him, he can’t help but frown under his helmet]

Another Productive Night (Closed to Young Justice!Tim Drake):

[It's another Central City evening and Jason's deep in his gang's territory as the Red Hood once again.

There are three motorcycles parked outside of an auto repair shop and the building’s lights are still on. Suddenly, there’s a loud commotion as Jason drags out a man and then slams him against the wall. He then pins his victim by having his forearm pressed hard against the man’s neck]

You were warned, Benny.

[As Benny struggles to breathe, two more men come out of the building. Both are in motorcycle helmets with the visors down to cover their faces and wearing gloves. One man has hands as large as a gorilla’s. Neither of these two men seem disturbed as they watch Jason begin to pistol whip Benny across the face]

Wildcard:

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[robintohood]

[Jason smirks]

Me? I'm just a business owner and concerned citizen. You probably know how these things work. The bigger someone else, the more people there are looking to knock'em down.

[deadthenred]

I think the saying is, the bigger they are, the harder they fall.

[ Bucky takes another sip of his whiskey. ]

[robintohood]

That too. What kinda work have you done anyway?

[Bucky said organized crime isn't his usual thing so Jason's thinking about maybe soldier? Mercenary?]

[deadthenred]

I've been a lot of things. [ Assassin, superhero, space spy. ] Before I got caught in this extra-dimensional crap, I was trying to extract people out of bad situations.

[ He raises an eyebrow at Jason. He knows a lot of the other Jason's personal history, but that doesn't mean he knows where this guy has been. ]

When I was a kid, people called me a sidekick. I always hated that word.

[robintohood]

[Ah. That would explain how the other Jason is possibly friends with Bucky. Bucky mention losing an arm earlier. Was it during his own time as a sidekick then?

There's only a slight pause before Jason responses]

It's not a great label. Makes it sound like you were some tagalong kid in a costume.

[deadthenred]

Like friggin' Rin-Tin-Tin.

[ They made it so much worse in the newsreels and on the posters telling everyone to buy bonds. That part of how they pitched it, of course: every kid had to do their part for the war effort. Everything about war had to be glossed up so people could talk about. ]

[robintohood]

[Jason snorts. Comparing being a sidekick to a dog isn't entirely wrong]

So were you a good boy and did your part? How tight was the leash?

[deadthenred]

[ His tone brightens, like some echo of an old radio ad. ] Aw, shucks. We all gotta do our part, don't we?

[ He finishes off his drink, the glass making a thud on the counter. ]

It was tight, but probably not like how you're thinkin'. [ He recalls something about how the other Jason was under a strict no-kill order. ] I was good at it, by my reckoning, but there was no one to compare me to.

[robintohood]

What about the guy you were partners with? What was he like?

[Because if Bucky got called a sidekick, then there was the main guy everyone paid attention too as well]

[deadthenred]

Cap? Just about the best person who ever lived.

[ He means that genuinely. ]

The kind of guy who could turn scared kids from Oklahoma into men ready to die for each other, just by talking to 'em. The kind of person who makes you wanna be better than who you are.

[ And the kind who you'll never live up to, no matter how hard you try. Bucky knows, because he's tried. ]

[robintohood]

[Jason quiet as he listens to Bucky talk about Cap. It's a different kind of description than if one were to try to describe Batman. Or maybe it's just Jason's being biased given his personal and painful history with him. But he can recognize what an genuinely positive impact Cap must've had on Bucky]

Sounds like a real boy scout.

[It's not a mocking tone. He's trying to be respectful. Jason hasn't forgotten how good it used to feel to be part of a dynamic duo]

Those kind of people are rare.

[deadthenred]

That's true.

[ On both counts. And Steve was a positive influence— Bucky was an angry kid who needed a purpose, and Cap gave him that and a best friend. ]

No sense of humor, though. [ A pause. ] So. What was your guy like?

[ He's not gonna press if Jason doesn't want to answer, or disbelieve, necessarily, if he denies it. But it seems cheap to Bucky to pretend he doesn't know a version of the Jason Todd story, at least. ]

[robintohood]

[There's a short pause as Jason starts to make a whiskey for himself]

How much did our mutual friend tell you? From what I got, our stories are nearly identical. I was a lost kid who needed a home and guidance. For a while I had that. Technically my guy had a sense of humor too but I was always the one making the jokes.

[After all, Batman is meant to be a figure of fear. Robin on the other hand, brings a different kind of energy to the fight]

[deadthenred]

Almost everything. [ About dying, being brought back to life somehow. He kept real names out of it, though. ]

But I guess I wouldn't be able to pick out the missing pieces. [ Not like he can run a name through a database, here. ]

[robintohood]

Kinda surprised he's said that much.

[Then again, other Jason did say he's had his own share of adventures so maybe it's not that far off he would make some decent friends]

I didn't know about having younger siblings until I got here. That seems to be one of the bigger differences between us.

[deadthenred]

Yeah. I don't have siblings. [ He has to correct himself— ]

I mean, I got a little sister. But it's not the same thing.

[ He is trying to be polite so he's not calling the Batfamily a cult. But when someone described it to him, the thought it sounded like a cult. ]

[robintohood]

[Jason pours the whiskey in a tumbler and takes a sip]

Estranged?

[deadthenred]

I visited her when I could. [ But she's 93 and not the most lucid. He wonders if he just confuses her. Is that estrangement? Maybe. ] The state separated us when dad died.

[robintohood]

And you guys didn't get reunited until years later?

[deadthenred]

Years and years. [ A pause. ] She got married and had a family and everything. [ He is someone's creepy uncle. ]

[robintohood]

What kept you guys separate?

[deadthenred]

Like I said, the state sent her off to boarding school. Then I was enlisted, and I didn't have much say so in my whereabouts. Europe, mostly.

[ He meant to send more letters than he actually did, but the censors cut them up anyhow. ]

And if you want the story after that, I'm gonna need more whiskey.

[robintohood]

[Jason grabs the whiskey bottle and puts it next to Bucky's tumbler]

Deal.

[He's curious about Bucky and gets the sense there's more to the story, particularly with being a former sidekick]

So I'm guessing you look very good for your age?

[deadthenred]

How old do you think I look?

[ This isn't a trick question. Since he was kept in cryogenic deep sleep most of his life, he doesn't rightly know how much his body has aged. 29? 32? Somewhere around there. ]

[robintohood]

At least late 20s but definitely could pass for 30s. The bulk and facial hair helps.

[And given the sidekick radio voice Bucky used earlier, Jason's guessing Bucky's much older than 30s]