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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[levelshift]

[With Jason (temporarily) out of the way, Accelerator hops into the back of the truck. The plan is to grab a few duffle bags that are easy to carry rather than cleaning the entire thing out. The Society can deal with whatever dye packs are inside.

Just as he's grabbing the first bag he glances back to see Jason with - what the hell? - a grappling hook?]

You're really fucking stubborn, aren't you?

[He can't see what it's hooked onto but from the direction of the line it's either the truck or something above the truck, so he stretches a hand up to tap the roof, blowing the entire thing off. There, that'll give him a second escape point, too.]

[reneger]

( he is stubborn, thanks. the roof flies off, and his hook comes loose too. before the wire connecting the gun to the grapple starts jerking him off with the roof, jason lets go of the gun entirely. tumbles to the ground, but he's only down for a moment before he's pulling himself back up to his feet and rushing directly for accelerator.

not to hit or kick him, but to tackle him right over. last time jason went for him, the guy threw himself to the side. he's expecting him to try that same move again, or fall with jason while trying to. )

[levelshift]

[Good god, this kid has no idea how dangerous this situation is. Instead of going straight back to the duffle bags he watches as Jason just keeps coming. His options are to dodge, knock him back with more wind, or shut his reflection off. He isn't about to do the last one and with how stubborn Jason is being the second presents risks that he doesn't want to deal with, so he's stuck with the first one again.

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, he jumps straight upwards. With the roof of the truck gone that offers him enough space to form four small whirlwinds at his back, allowing him to hover in the air.]

[reneger]

( he's watching accelerator's face. watching the shifts in his expressions, watching how his body moves, how the whirlwinds form behind him when he starts hovering. but since he's up and jason's down, that gives jason aim for what he was trying to do when he got here: stop him.

jason looks up to accelerator, and then back over to the duffel bags. it's choreographed, carefully. he wants to see what accelerator will do, when jason shoves hands down against the truck and uses that to help propel him up into the back of it, intending on trying to snatch the bags up himself. )

[levelshift]

[Honestly, Accelerator is expecting Jason to keep on trying to attack him. That's been his plan so far, so why stop now? That's why he's looking a bit surprised when he instead turns and goes for the duffle bags.

Seriously? He purses his lips in annoyance, remains where he is, and with another blast of wind is scooping Jason up into a miniature tornado just above the truck. He'll keep him floating up there, as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his hoodie.]

Alright, brat. Enough screwing around. [He's on a time limit here, and he isn't about to spend that thirty minutes on this crime when it should only take five.] I've got better shit to be doing than humouring you.