( closed ) tied my lead and pulled my chain

[reneger]

Who: Jason Todd reneger, Roy Harper thwikt, Tim Drake mostdangerousbird, Dick Grayson forceforlight, Kyle Rayner torchbearer, Jimmy deadthenred, Tony Stark voicelog, Tony Stark the second ingeniar, and Stephen Strange rehandle
What: a jailbreak
When: july 7thish
Where: an island prison off the washington coast
Content Warnings: ??

After deciding to do some snooping around Arcadia and dragging in Roy after his arrival, Jason and Roy both ended up knocked out, pulled out of Arcadia, and dropped off on an island off of Washington with a facility on it built to hold metahumans. Fun! Except they're both drowsy and depowered, stuck in cells, and aside from Jason's neural implant, they don't have a way to reach out to others from inside. But hey, at least the guards haven't seen their faces, so it could be worse.

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[torchbearer]

[ kyle makes a face. ]

None of that sounds easy . . . but if you want, I'll give it a shot.

[reneger]

Gotta do it to learn how to do it, right?

( another pat to the couch, beside him, before jason pulls himself up to his feet. to grab a screwdriver from the kitchen. )

Sit. I'll help you through it.

[torchbearer]

You better otherwise you might need a nose job.

[ but he'll do it. can't hurt to learn. ]

[reneger]

Can't fuck it up any worse than it already is, don't worry about it.

( screwdriver retrieved, and jason takes a moment to clean it with dish soap. for sanitary purposes. )

[torchbearer]

[ he grumbles. ]

Don't tell me not to worry.

[reneger]

You wanna stand or sit?

( important first step to figure out. )

If you're sitting, sit. If you're not, I'll get up on the counter.

[torchbearer]

I'll sit.

[ it seems easier that way. more grounded. ]

[reneger]

Then sit.

( free hand shoving at kyle to get him down onto the couch, before jason holds out the screwdriver, handle first. )

If you're gonna stick 'round us squishy earthlings, this'll come in handy. Tim and Dick've both smashed theirs several times, and, well. ( clearly jason's nose hasn't exactly remained unbroken either. )

[torchbearer]

You know, first aid never really covered broken noses.

[ but he prepares himself, intent. ]

[reneger]

Well, it should.

( kyle is down, so jason goes down in front of him. scoots in closer until he's between kyle's legs. leans his head back so it's resting on a thigh.

and closes his eyes. )

Go for it.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle sighs, but his brow furrows determined and he executes what jason told him in a smooth motion before pulling back. ]

[reneger]

( it hurts, as evident by the way jason winces. but he doesn't jerk away, doesn't move enough to fuck kyle over. it makes a gross noise as it slides into place, and jason scrunches his nose when it's done. which just makes it hurt worse. oops. )

Ow.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle nearly jerks before relaxing, his fingers running over jason's cheeks. kyle likes looking after people. he thrives in it, but this is a first. mostly because —

he puts it out of mind. ]

Want me to go grab the bag again?

[reneger]

( jason relaxes into it. he's not the relaxing sort, doesn't usually let his guard down when he's alone, let alone in front of someone. but kyle is an entire battalion all on his own, and not even jason can break through the security on the tower despite his numerous attempts. it's safe enough here; he trusts kyke to keep them from keeling over if anything did happen. )

Nah. I'll get it later.

[torchbearer]

Okay.

[ he presses a light kiss to his forehead. ]

You realize this means no date nights for a while. Are they gunning for you? I can tear the whole place down if I need to.

[reneger]

It's hot when you threaten to destroy shit for me.

( there's a very small grin that curls up just the corners of his lips; his face still hurts, there's no need to irritate it further. )

They'll be looking for Heron, not--whoever else I decide to be. ( he hasn't been jason out in public here, just jace and mal. but they didn't pull off his mask far as he can remember, didn't try and get anything out of him either. ) And as hot as it'd be if you did tear everything down, that's not gonna fix any of this. We need them to tear themselves down.

[torchbearer]

[ how sensible. the corner of his lips tug at that. ]

Okay. Do you guys have a game plan yet?

[reneger]

Nope. But I've already played my part. Tim's the brains of the whole plan, he can figure out where to go from here.

( jason muscled his way in then was muscled out, that's as far as he needs to take it. )

You okay?

( he's not comparing himself to kyle's very shitty track record. but jason's observant enough to realize how shit the timing was. )

[torchbearer]

[ kyle's eyes slide down to jason's chest for a moment. then it flickers back to him. ]

Yeah. I think — I will be.

[reneger]

I don't stay dead when I'm killed. That's my whole thing, ain't it? The dead Robin.

( he says it with a teasing lilt to his voice, but there's a--bitterness behind it jason doesn't quite manage to mask. )

You run into B yet?

[torchbearer]

[ firmly, though not with any real heat. ]

That is not your thing. Not with me. If people see you as the guy who comes back, good for them. But that's not how I see it. You could come back and I'd still mourn.

[ a brief pause as he nods. ]

I did. We talked, twice.

[reneger]

( not the return he'd expected from his haha i died semi-joke, and it hits heavy enough to shut him up for a minute. because he doesn't know what to throw back at that, so instead he opts to leave it. )

He talked? With words?

[torchbearer]

[ kyle's brow furrows as if perplexed. ]

Well, yeah. I mean, he seemed a bit stiff but considering he's younger than normal, I figured that was just him getting his stride.

[reneger]

( bruce has gotten better about opening his mouth and using words instead of grunts and side-eyes to communicate, but even the bruce jason knows has a tendency to let other people do the talking for him. he also realizes that--part of that was probably because jason never shuts up. the banter comes second nature, the filling in the blank spaces bruce leaves is habit.

gross. )

He's thirty. Basically a baby.

[torchbearer]

[ kyle rolls his eyes pointedly. ]

Aren't you younger than both of us?