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.

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[robintohood]

[There's another quiet moment as Jason takes in all of that]

Maybe... he was just as confused about us as we are about him. Didn't know what to do with us until things got too fucked up.

[They did just watch a memory of younger Jason's Bruce expressing regret for letting his son be Robin before he could process his trauma in a different way]

[reneger]

I'm not gonna psychoanalyze him. He does it enough to the rest of us, an' I don't have the bandwidth to handle B's fucked up head.

( maybe bruce is just shit at feelings. maybe they all are. maybe if jason had pointed his gun at bruce he would have avoided almost dying at his father's hands. maybe if jason had just gone back to gotham instead of listening to talia, he wouldn't have ended up this fucked up. maybe if he'd waited for bruce to return instead of talking to sheila, he wouldn't have died at all. maybes don't fix anything, nor does trying to figure out whys of shit that already happened. they can't undo what happened, can't fix hurt feelings, they can only--push forward. )

Does it really matter? It happened, it's over.

[robintohood]

Yeah. Just gotta keep moving forward. Fuck Bruce and whatever bullshit he's got.

[Jason then gestures at the void they're in]

Sometimes it rears its ugly head no matter how hard I try. Sometimes hear that laugh. Sometimes in my dreams I see green. Whatever the case, it pisses me off when it happens.

[reneger]

Don't call it here.

( because he knows. he knows what junior's talking about. knows the sound of the laugh, the green from the corners of his eyes when he's trying so hard to keep himself together but everything around him wants him to fall apart, to lose his shit, to raise fists and yell until he's burned himself out again.

they can't afford that when they're already stuck in a nightmare. )

[robintohood]

Right.

[The bizarre shared space they're in is all too susceptible to their thoughts and feelings. Having nightmares alone is bad enough. Sharing them with anyone, much less his doppelganger is another level.

Jason tries to think of something else. Something that won't drown them in despair]

It... feels good sometimes. Being with the others. Not B.

[reneger]

( it's ringing in his head, now. joker's laugh, the sound of the crowbar slamming into him, how he felt it in his bones much more than he heard it, impact ringing through his skull as jason--took it. as he curled up tighter and tighter, tried to avoid it, tried to do--something, adrenaline rushing through his veins and it did nothing to save him because he was dead. dead. body rotting underground until he woke up in his casket, the terrifying moment he sucked in a breath and realized he'd died alone, he'd come back alone, he was trapped, and his cry for bruce went unheard. how his subsequent cries went unheard, rattling around in the back of his skull under all the rage and pain he wore when he ran rampant. a shudder wracks through his spine, hand raising to pull roughly at the hair just above his forehead. sucks in a breath. holds it for a moment. lets it out slow and very intentionally keeps his eyes open throughout because he knows all he'll see is green behind his eyelids.

tries to focus instead on them, as junior does. )

They--try.

[robintohood]

[Jason sees what the other man is trying to do. He's spiraled in that direction before as well. He can hear echoes that damn laugh as well.

But he pushes on. They both need to]

Feels almost like we don't deserve it.

[Then he huffs]

But they're so damn stubborn and stick around anyway.

[reneger]

You're just a brat, ( jason shifts again; this time, he's closer to junior's age. lacking the bulk he's spent years putting on, hair messy and a little too long, jawline covered in barely-there facial hair because he hasn't bothered to shave recently. he raises a hand, rubs along his jawline with his palm. ) you've barely done jack shit to unearn it.

Now, me? I've almost killed all of 'em, at least once. ( well. ) Not Duke, not directly. He's new.

[robintohood]

[The uncanny feeling of looking at himself strengthens again. He remembers looking unkept during his five years of traveling and training to become the new Red Hood. Same long and messy hair. Same awkward late teens stubble on his jawline]

Either this family's a lot dumber than they think or they're just as bratty as us.

[reneger]

There's a reason he picked us up. B.

( a snort, dull nails idly dragging right across his jaw. this is why he shaves, isn't it. it's irritating. )

'cause we're all the same.

[robintohood]

[Jason unconsciously makes a similar movement across his jawline]

It's a mixed blessing. Like a club you don't wanna be a part of but better to deal with if you're not alone.

[reneger]

You've got your own club now, don't you? Outside of 'em.

( sleeper, nico, whoever else. jason hasn't been keeping close tabs on junior intentionally. he already gets jealous seeing how easily he slipped into the role of brother with the rest of their siblings. )

[robintohood]

[Jason nods. The Brocks and Nico have somehow become part of his emotionally adopted family. He's become particularly close to Sleeper]

Yeah. Didn't mean for it to happen but they're special.

[At the thought of Sleeper and the others, a moving shadow with yellow accents slithers around before sliding itself up to Jason and settle like loose scarf around his neck]

[reneger]

( there's part of him that sees it: that this is a weakness, that it's something exploitable. that it's also a comfort that junior has, that jason had but lost several times because he's an asshole, because he pushes shit too far, because he doesn't protect his own as well as he should be, because he doesn't know when to stop. there's part of him also that's glad junior has something, that maybe it'll keep him off the same path jason went on. except it's too damn late for that, isn't it?

they're both just like this, they're going to continue being like this, and neither of them have any intention of stopping. he could open his mouth and say something vile, he could shut his mouth, or open it and say something kind but. why the hell would he bother with that? )

Good.

( easier, more simple, less weighty. it is good. it's something that differs them, too, because jason doesn't have sleeper and nico or the rest of junior's own crew that he's built here. )

[robintohood]

You managed to have some people back home too.

[He remembers the names his double mentioned. Kyle, Donna, Artemis, Bizarro... It must've been worth something for someone like Jason to have support]

[reneger]

Had people. Had.

( because he fucked off from kyle and donna. sure, kyle's here and they're--working together now, but jason had left them. had gone through dozens of worlds, lived through countless weird shit traveling around with them, then fucked off and left. he couldn't even tell anyone why he had, but it's--probably close to the same reason he'd fucked off on roy, too. jason todd has a tendency to get everyone around him hurt, or worse. like he had with artemis and bizzaro, who went off to fuck knows where.

he could ask tim. tim probably knows something. but tim hasn't said shit yet and jason's afraid it's because everything did fall apart, and he doesn't want to know even if he already--does. losing people hurts, and all jason seems to be able to do is lose them. he can hold on with all his strength and it does nothing, everyone always--gets hurt, gets fucked, disappears, dies. )

[robintohood]

You got back with Kyle.

[He hasn't seen much of them together but it he doesn't need to. Maybe it's the combination of detective training and literally knowing himself but he's seen enough to pick up on that]

[reneger]

Kyle's one of B's. He's a Leaguer.

( kyle said he isn't trading their shit back and forth, but the fact that he was bruce's teammate first is always going to be something jason thinks about. that kyle's with him, sure, but he considers bruce a friend just as much as he considers jason--whatever they are. and people always put bruce first. )

[robintohood]

[Right. Jason gets it. It takes a certain type of person to be a Leaguer. A type of person that Jason isn't. Plus, Kyle and Bruce having been co-workers makes things messy]

Guess it can never be that simple with us.

[reneger]

It ain't.

( a roll of his shoulders, and he's--walking towards the door. doesn't know where he's going, but he's going. )

Donna's one of Dick's. Roy an' Kori are, too. Artemis and Bizzaro were the only ones who weren't someone else's first. And I let them fly into a black hole without me.

[robintohood]

[Jason follows. The yellow-accented shadow that was around him fades]

Why? What happened?

[reneger]

Long story. Artemis pushed me out. B was there.

( it's--a summary, at least. it's not worth getting into. it's over. he should have pushed back, should have followed after her. )

[robintohood]

[Jason knows there's more to it than that but it's clearly a touchy topic for his double]

Sorry.

[reneger]

Don't.

( he's going down the hallway, but jason doesn't--he should remember what's down here, but he doesn't. it's blurred around the edges, memory filling it in as best as it can. )

It's on me, I don't want to hear it. Especially not from you.

[robintohood]

Right.

[Jason's own memory tries to fill in the blanks. Once you've lived in and squatted at enough buildings, they all just blend together into one depressing blur. Same walls with old peeling paint. Same creaky floorboards. Same dirty broken windows.]

Lucky me for not having more team-ups.