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

[torchbearer]

It's fine. We'll manage.

[ kyle loops his arm under jason, carefully getting him back on his feet. ]

Let's give it a couple of months before the next fight.

[reneger]

( he's about to tell sleeper to fuck off, but kyle saves him the effort thankfully. he's breathing too fast, too shallowly, and jason knows well enough what that and the sharp chest pains mean.

knows, too, that it'll probably be fine. he lets kyle hold him up, closes his eyes. )

'member what I said I'd do 'fore?

( this is not dramatic fake swooning to be an ass, this is jason suddenly becoming deadweight when he passes out for a minute. but it's close enough. )

[robintohood]

[Jason murmurs a thanks to Sleeper. He's feeling better already but isn't ready for another round of fighting anytime soon]

We're done.

[definecat]

Up to you, then.

[Sleeper nuzzles Jason reasuringly, figuring they can mostly ignore the other two.]

All right, let's get home.

[Well, probably not home, because Dylan doesn't need to see the injuries, but...somewhere safe to hole up.]

[torchbearer]

[ kyle slips his arms around jason so he can pick him up and carry him. no shame here and his arms squeeze him slightly so kyle can keep him close. he's not sure he's too happy with how far things went. ]

[reneger]

( he'll be fine, if given some time. one of his lungs is a little fucked, but it's hopefully not so fucked it won't heal itself--and if it is, he's got people for that. friends who were doctors at one point or ones with healing abilities that he can leech off of it he really needs it. doesn't yet, so he doesn't need sleeper.

he's down just long enough for kyle to catch him before his eyes are opening once more with a soft grunt. waves a hand back towards sleeper and junior. )

Out.

( this is his shitty abandoned safehouse, thank you. his turf. and the only his turf he has in the area that isn't full of tim's shit. )

[robintohood]

[Jason pets Sleeper in response to the nuzzles and clicks his tongue as one last bit of disrespect to his older self]

Yeah. Let's go.

[He's ready for Sleeper to haul him away or outright take over his body to one of their safehouses for healing. Whatever is easier for his partner to move him]