Donnie should have figured that Red Hood's not about to just drop a chase so easily. He turns as the first pellet hits, bracing himself for the worst, surprised when it's just smoke. -crap, guard up!
He switches his readouts to infrared even as he turns, facing where they'd come up from. Despite the rooftop race he's not breathing too hard, and although he knows this misunderstanding can be easily cleared up if he just says something, part of him is relishing this weird engagement. He's toeing a dangerous line and he knows it, but if he doesn't know what all else this world intends to throw at them, he wants to be ready.
It's not just that. Donnie just wants to feel that rush of adrenaline, something to try pushing him out of whatever funk of numbness still insists on clinging to him in the wake of his brother's death, some unnamed feeling that stubbornly hangs on even though Leo's been brought back.
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Donnie should have figured that Red Hood's not about to just drop a chase so easily. He turns as the first pellet hits, bracing himself for the worst, surprised when it's just smoke. -crap, guard up!
He switches his readouts to infrared even as he turns, facing where they'd come up from. Despite the rooftop race he's not breathing too hard, and although he knows this misunderstanding can be easily cleared up if he just says something, part of him is relishing this weird engagement. He's toeing a dangerous line and he knows it, but if he doesn't know what all else this world intends to throw at them, he wants to be ready.
It's not just that. Donnie just wants to feel that rush of adrenaline, something to try pushing him out of whatever funk of numbness still insists on clinging to him in the wake of his brother's death, some unnamed feeling that stubbornly hangs on even though Leo's been brought back.