Who: jason todd
reneger & open
What: a catch all
When: september-october
Where: central city, excelsior, nyc, etcetc
Content Warnings: unnecessarily violent and gorey fights
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( do you know how hard it is to go from always moving to--this? sitting still? jason's not sure if he likes it any. )
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( look at him, leaning into kyle, barely even armed in a strange city surrounded by people he doesn't know and not going out to find trouble when he's got plenty of opportunity for it. )
Even slept four hours straight last night without killing anyone.
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I'm so proud.
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You should be, 'cause if anyone was gonna get stabbed, it was you.
( kyle was closest. )
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Yeah, yeah, heard it all before.
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( even if jason does look significantly more amused than he should. )
Sometimes I wake up a little crabby.
( and he sleeps with at least three sharp pointy objects within arm's reach. just in case. )
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No way. You? You're joking.
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( in a way. jason lifts his shoulders, then turns back to walk into the hotel room. )
Never know when you're gonna wake up to someone beating the living hell outta you.
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[ but kyle follows him back. ]
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( he doesn't actually have a follow up for that. it's a dog-eat-dog world, and jason learned young to never let his guard down. )
You hungry?
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What do you want?
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[ kyle's not used to well-stocked . . . anything, to be honest. ]
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( breakfast. kyle can have breakfast. )
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I'll take it.
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( while he works on pulling out the basic shit, including the tiny pan for the tiny little stovetop they have in the tiny little kitchen. )
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Pancakes.
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( a wave of his hand over his shoulder, before jason starts pulling shit together: butter, flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, milk, eggs--. an easier method would have been to just go with a mix. but he didn't stock the kitchen with bisquick, and jason does just fine without it. )
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Don't get used to it.
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I don't plan on it.
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Scrambled, or over easy?
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[ this is fascinating to watch. ]
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slides the plates and syrup bottle across the table, and moves to take the other chair. )
I should start making more shit. Timmy's just eating takeout and Dick'd live off of cereal if left on his own.
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