( a thing not many of those he keeps around him know, is that this isn't the first time he's come across bruce wayne's body.
sure, good old dad has died a few times. some times more realistic than others, but none of them stick in jason's hard head as much as the time he'd stumbled across a bruce who had killed joker for him. a bruce who jason fought hard to get back out to help kyle and donna. the same bruce, who fought beside him, who jason watched a clark kent punch the brains out of. there's a lot of shit he never talks about, with anyone. and that just - happens to be one of the traumatic incidents closer to the top of the pile. he doesn't panic, because his panic response has been near-trained out of him. he heard i killed that sonuvabitch, and while a body wasn't what he was hoping to find, it's not something he's surprised to come across.
lips press together hard, fingers settling along bruce's jawline. he opens his mouth, as if he's about to say something, but instead - flinches abruptly when he hears his name being yelled out from behind. heels press down against the ground under him to push him away from the body that's suddenly shifting in shape, which isn't his dead father, thank fuck, but shit.
his arm raises to block teeth, and it's on instinct that the ring reacts: bright green light erupts from it, forming a shield that blocks teeth from digging into him. it's shock from that which keeps jason from moving for the next few moments, eyes widening under the mask. )
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sure, good old dad has died a few times. some times more realistic than others, but none of them stick in jason's hard head as much as the time he'd stumbled across a bruce who had killed joker for him. a bruce who jason fought hard to get back out to help kyle and donna. the same bruce, who fought beside him, who jason watched a clark kent punch the brains out of. there's a lot of shit he never talks about, with anyone. and that just - happens to be one of the traumatic incidents closer to the top of the pile. he doesn't panic, because his panic response has been near-trained out of him. he heard i killed that sonuvabitch, and while a body wasn't what he was hoping to find, it's not something he's surprised to come across.
lips press together hard, fingers settling along bruce's jawline. he opens his mouth, as if he's about to say something, but instead - flinches abruptly when he hears his name being yelled out from behind. heels press down against the ground under him to push him away from the body that's suddenly shifting in shape, which isn't his dead father, thank fuck, but shit.
his arm raises to block teeth, and it's on instinct that the ring reacts: bright green light erupts from it, forming a shield that blocks teeth from digging into him. it's shock from that which keeps jason from moving for the next few moments, eyes widening under the mask. )