i was born to hold my hands up (open)

[reneger]

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.

Comments

[powercrept]

Not even for the right price, huh? [Note: Gojo has zero money in this world, unlike at home where his status in his clan means that he has endless amounts of yen at his disposal. That's not going to stop him much. Besides, he can probably figure out a way to make a quick buck, though it'll probably destabilize the economy in a world that's already messed up. It's not like Mei Mei will be there to remind him of his mistake.] Guess I'll just have to find a way to change the circumstances.

[Gojo's body language is flippant and at ease. Even if as a couple monsters errupt from a portal several buildings away, he doesn't seem terribly alarmed by their presence. But at the same time, there's the slightest shift, the toe of his boot turning toward them, that shows that he's ready to engage on them if needed. There are a lot of people fighting, so he'll give it a few seconds.

Again, he's used to working alone. This heroic business means he can see what else someone can do.]

Mind taking care of introductions? [A beat. A sly grin.] Unless I'm speaking to the man himself. I'm truly in awe of your handiwork if so!

[reneger]

( he's too lax. they're in the middle of a mess and this asshole--he knows the creatures are there, jason sees the way his foot moves as if he's considering chasing after them but doesn't because he's, what, interrogating jason for stark's contact info?

granted, jason has all the tools to manage something similar, and it wouldn't be anywhere near the first time he's built up gear on his own. some people had access to the batcave. jason had access to someone else's money and plenty of time to learn shit all on his own. not that he's planning on lending a hand at all. giving a kid on a crutch toys is one thing. this guy's older, far as he can tell. likely a little taller. and clearly doesn't need help from damn near anyone, the ego is bleeding off of him.

the gun he has in hand gets shoved back down into it's holster as jason steps closer to the edge of the building. looks down to the creatures, then looks back over to gojo himself. )

Anyone ever tell you that you've got a really punchable face?

[powercrept]

Somewhere along the way. [He waves a hand to dismiss the thought.] Maybe that's why I cover half of it up. It stymies some of the temptation you can't help but drive up inside of you! [Anyone with Jason's skillset can probably guess that this is absolutely a lie. Making up nonsense on the spot is Gojo's specialty.]

Of course, I don't get it, though.

[One moment, he's standing where he is. The next, he's blinked into place alongside Jason.]

I get it, though. You're distracted! If I take care of those guys down there, does that earn me some brownie points? I'm serious about the mask. I'll ask for it in a different color. I'm thinking a bright blue ... or maybe a purple ...

[As he says this, he literally tilts forward like the horizontal plane is under his feet even if his feet lift up off the ground. He's ready to move if he needs, but he's clearly enjoying the talk—and the clear opportunity for persuasion!]

[reneger]

( as someone who wears a domino mask under another mask for the dramatic effect, he can't blame this guy for deciding to blindfold himself. seeing some asshole walking through the sky with his eyes hidden definitely adds to the mysterious vibe. not that he keeps it going for long; he opens his mouth and goes on and on and on and on and jason doesn't know if it's his voice or his face or his ego but something is rubbing him the wrong way.

it's probably the ego. people who are full of themselves are either like that from getting every damn participation trophy in life, they're like that to cover something up, or because they know they've earned it. considering this guy is walking on air and doesn't seem even mildly bothered by all the shit going on, he's leaning on it being the latter.

jason squats down on the edge of the building. gestures down to the void creatures below with a hand. )

A'right. Show me what you got, and maybe I'll consider seeing about getting you a mask of your own.