i was born to hold my hands up (open)
Who: jason todd
reneger & whoever
What: downfall event prompts ; post-event happenings
When: late july - august
Where: excelsior, central city, nyc
Content Warnings: body horror, child death, child abuse, general violence, drug overdose, suicidal idealization, etcetc
prompts in the comments because.... i can.
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What: downfall event prompts ; post-event happenings
When: late july - august
Where: excelsior, central city, nyc
Content Warnings: body horror, child death, child abuse, general violence, drug overdose, suicidal idealization, etcetc
prompts in the comments because.... i can.
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Jason asks if he wants to talk and he shakes his head. ]
Not really. Do you?
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( not now. he'll need a good several hours before he feels comfortable opening his mouth about any of it. but he knows--well. he assumes he knows how it feels to be in dick's position. feeling all of that, experiencing it when it wasn't his to go through. jason doesn't know how intertwined it was: his memory and dick's presence, but even not feeling it, seeing it'd be enough to scar someone.
jason should know, considering he'd lived it. but he holds on tight to dick. keeps his arms wrapped around him, curls around him. like he could will all that bullshit away just by shielding dick from it. )
I won't let it happen to you.
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He feels Jason tighten his grip. He knows what Jason is going to say before he does. It's a promise he's heard before. From his parents, from Bruce. It's a promise no one can keep because they can't control every possible bad thing that'll hurt him. Dick doesn't have the heart to point that out and, maybe, he wants to believe right now. He wants to believe that there isn't a Joker out there that would delight in torturing another Robin. ]
We'll protect each other.
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Yeah. ( agreeing with him isn't hard. dick's young, but even at fourteen he's already got a shitton of weight on his shoulders. he carries a lot with him. telling him no isn't going to get them anywhere. ) You wanna go out for a bit?
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Going out sounds better than pacing around the apartment and doing mindless things to keep busy. When he's upset, standing still just makes it worse. ]
Sure.
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There's a few hot spots nearby I've been keeping an eye on.
( kicking around thugs is great therapy. )
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Might as well get to work, since we're already awake.
[ He's sure there are healthier ways to cope. He might even know a few, after all of the sessions he's had with Canary. But sometimes doing something concrete is enough. He can't undo what happened to Jason. But he can fight to make things even a little better. Maybe this time someone makes it home who might not have if they didn't intervene. Maybe someone who's been tearing apart the neighborhood gets locked up.
Little things still matter. Trying still matters. ]
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( the gun gets shoved into the back of his sweats, safety flicked on and jason--takes a moment at the doorframe. pulls in a breath, lets it out slow. raises his hand after to wave dick off. )
Give me a minute.
( so he can wake up properly. take a moment, maybe, to let himself swallow down the fucking mess of what'd happened. feel it for a minute, then let it go. jason won't wait for an answer, he'll just--head back across the apartment towards his room. for a breather. )