Fandom Manhatten Hero High School AU

[LibbyM098]

@Miasmith17

Oliver looked down at his hand that where now applying pressure to the open wound that was refusing to stop bleeding.
"I need help!!! She won't stop bleeding and I don't have enough hands to patch her up and keep pressure on her cuts."

He gritted his teeth together at the cheep nock off of an archer.

 

[Comicwolf]

@Miasmith17

Oliver looked down at his hand that where now applying pressure to the open wound that was refusing to stop bleeding.
"I need help!!! She won't stop bleeding and I don't have enough hands to patch her up and keep pressure on her cuts."

He gritted his teeth together at the cheep nock off of an archer.

Clint quickly fix his pajamas and heads to nurse office:"on my way" he hangs up and heads inside, stands beside oliver
Her wound cut back was bleeding red and bit of green, the scar itself on her back was black like dead flesh.
Her temp was now very close to warm
Clint:"ok what do you need me to do?" He was ready to follow orders
LibbyM098

 

[LibbyM098]

Oliver glared at him. "Put pressure on these wound and now!"

He thought to the voice that had been in his mind before. "Walk me tough this or she's dead thing."

He was stressing... and when he stressed he exploded on the ones around him.

@Miasmith17

 

[Comicwolf]

Oliver glared at him. "Put pressure on these wound and now!"

He thought to the voice that had been in his mind before. "Walk me tough this or she's dead thing."

He was stressing... and when he stressed he exploded on the ones around him.

@Miasmith17

Voice mentally spoke:'you will need to stop her bleeding first and then use some medicine on the infection.'
Clint applies pressure on the wound after washing his hands quickly:"god this infection looks horrible...."
Lily lays there as the pressure causes the bleeding to slow down

LibbyM098

 

[Lyth]

The arrival of night came so quickly it was a relief to Alecto, she had been eager to leave the confines of the school and wander about without a schedule, Being new to this world, she didn’t want to drift too far from the rules, she was strangely polite for a celestial being.


Changed into a form fitting dress and low booties, Alecto’s exposed skin seemed to take on more of a starry look. She was less powerful but more vibrant at night, perhaps some kind of evolutionary technique, though Alecto really couldn’t explain it herself. This solid form was quite enjoyable, now that she’d returned from recharging, she wasn’t worried about unintentionally drifting off.


Locking her door behind her, the alien sauntered her way down the dorm halls, noting how wildly repetitive patterns on the walls were. She wouldn’t have chosen this scheme herself, though she did hail from space dust, her ideas on home decor weren’t plausible here.


Seeing a figure approaching from the far end of the hallway, Alecto didn’t break her stride, rather she gave him a fairly bright smile in an attempt to stop him.

“Excuse me” Her voice still a strange echo. “Where does one go after hours here?” The question would more than likely give away just how uncertain she was with social interaction, she was putting in her best try though. The day had been filled with borderline awkward social interactions so far, she was determined to get at least one small conversation in.

LibbyM098 (Dick)

 

[TheSaint]

Tim wondered if Jason was enjoying his breakdown, though Tim was far too distraught to take in much. He was hugging the sociopath that had tried to kill him already, would have killed him and would more than likely attack him again.

Trust wasn’t the driving factor, Tim had willingly given unbelievable power in order to bail himself out. At no point did he think Jason wouldn’t be making him pay for his mistake, though Tim was starting to break away more and more from the word ‘mistake’.

No one had slipped and fallen, this had been an entirely avoidable situation. Tim had made a conscious decision to take this person to a hidden place and interrogate himself. Perhaps he’d had too much faith in his own self-control, Tim had rarely lost his temper but he had also never faced someone who had hurt him so personally without Batman.

Each of Jason’s words was their own barb, his soothing tone helping each word dig deeply into Tim’s already raw core. It was true, Bruce and Dick would be disappointed in him, he had not only been reckless, but he’d also broken several core rules to get himself here. Sitting next to a pool of blood with Jason Todd reassuring him that he had indeed made the biggest mistake of his life. Everything had to be a form of torture, though Tim felt as though he deserved it.

The emotional breakdown ended as quickly as it began, Tim taking a few breaths to settle himself down as he tried to put the last few hours together. Nothing seemed real, his mind doing it’s best to warp things in a way that made sense.
He was sitting next to a dead body with Jason Todd holding him and stroking his hair, the idea of it alone seemed so foreign that Tim could feel himself actively trying to reject reality.

Soon he was being hauled to his feet, Jason’s words seeming far away as he explained what was going to happen next. The movement had Tim refocusing, though he winced visibly when he was referred to as ‘Replacement’ once more. A quick reminder Jason wasn’t his friend, this wasn’t a free favor and Tim would more than likely grow to regret not running to Dick instead.

Tim tensed when Jason kissed the top of his head, the affection causing a greater spike of fear inside of Tim than he’d felt facing any of Red Hood’s weapons.
‘What?’

He didn’t speak yet, only nodded when Jason finally released him and stepped away to deal with the body. It almost felt as though he was seeing the corpse for the first time, the way he’d savaged the man.
Tim should have expected the taunting, they always taunted, but not all of them had decided to try and laugh through the grisly details of Janet Drake’s murder.

Suddenly it was just Tim, a puddle of blood and teeth, and a broken chair in the now too bright room. He could hear a distant ringing in his ears, shock, he was still in shock and the idea of being so weak sickened Tim.

As Jason vanished, Tim began hyperventilating for a few moments, the anxiety still desperate to escape. He hadn’t stopped to sort through his own feelings since he realized he’d lost control.


“FUCK”

The curse echoed loudly around the room, Tim wasn’t much for profanity but the situation really seemed to call for it.
He looked down at the mess on the floor and finally felt a small sense of purpose blooming, he had a mess to get rid of. Clothing to burn, really a whole host of things to deal with before he could get himself back to school.

At least the bunker had the supplies to clean up hazardous waste, Tim was soon spraying down the blood with ammonia to render it useless to testing before hosing the floor off. The diluted blood vanishing as he worked, detaching from his task for a short window.
This wasn’t the first time he’d cleaned up a bloody mess, though the last time he’d been scrubbing his own blood out of the tower. His memories seemed intent on spiraling down a more unpleasant route, this caused Tim to punish himself somewhat internally.
Gathering the chair and zip ties, Tim threw the items and his clothing into the bomb testing unit, destroying the last pieces of evidence in a small but controlled incineration. Nothing but ash and the smell of heavy cleaners were left over from the horrific act, it was almost shameful someone could vanish like this.

Standing in the chemical shower, Tim’s skin felt as though it was on fire but the heat didn’t quite seem to be enough. Nothing would, Tim knew that.

The white room was almost jarring as he walked back out, dressed in new clothing, his hair damp, steam still rising from his overheated skin. It was as though nothing had happened at all, the room in order and everything where it was supposed to be.

Tim finally restarted the cameras in the bunker, having shut them off long before he’d brought the man down. The decision that still stuck with him, he’d opted to shut off the cameras before he’d even gone out to kidnap the violent criminal.

Shaking his head, a habit he’d taken on to dismiss intrusive thoughts, Tim sat down on his computer chair and let his face fall into his hands.

He had just made an unpleasant bed and had to lie in it, with Jason Todd of all people.

Lotheralaix

 

[Concord]

A.J.
A.J. ended up with all three chips in the end. Since he hadn't bothered (and probabaly wouldn't either) to ask anybodys name, he simply labelled the bags with his own nicknames. As soon as the boys teenage boys finally left (thankfully taking their family drama and male hormones with them) he began to set up what could be described as a cross between Mission Control in Houston and an engineering work.

He'd only been able to bring the basics with him, but it was enough. He had assembled an unbelievable amount of gear, it was as if his storage boxes were bigger on the inside. He wasn't quite sure what was needed, so he'd taken out almost everything. There were cables running along the middle of the room and a receiver disk sticking out of the window.

One desk was serving as an worktable, the other as his tech hub. He'd borrowed his roommates laptop. His own laptop was running diagnostics on Jason's chip, while Scott's was serving as his communication array.

_gallifrog_

 

[_gallifrog_]

Scott
before time skip
Jason's remark and vow surprised him. It had been made fairly clear that there would be consequences if his other side grew too wildly out of control. He had given permission (while lying in the med bay half dead) for them to kill him if it was necessary. That's how afraid he was of losing control. He muttered something darkly under his breath that may have been "you can tell that to my cold dead corpse" or maybe "just wait until he gets lose." or "I somehow doubt that" or maybe it was something else entirely, who knows.

after time skip
The gaggle of adopted kids finally left. Scott went off in search of food, having a feeling that they were both going to need it. He returned to a completely different room. A.J. was clearly fulfilling the role of mandatory mad scientist. He had somehow managed to errect a satellite dish and turn their room into a fully fledged workshop.

"I'm gonna guess that this is completly normal for you? Looks like Jason and his disfunctional boy band called on the right guy to solve their problems"

Concord (A.J.)

Elliott
Night fell and Elliott retreated to the roof. He'd dropped his backpack and guitar of in his dorm room. His roommates had evidently been there, but wasn't there at the moment. He tore out a page and scribbled a note, feeling it best to give some kind of information to whatever poor sod he'd been lumped with. The note read:

Roommate,
I'm basically an insomniac, so I keep really strange hours. I'll be back at some strange hour of the night. Don't touch my stuff.
Elliott
​

With that done, he took his earphones, phone and a small notebook. He selected a playlist of punk songs and exited via the window, closing it behind him. The asecnt to the roof was easy, he flipped upwards with ease, landing with little sound. He coat flapped around him as if it was alive, and his hair was blown backwards. The moonlight was reflected strangely in his eyes and made his scar stand out more than it already did.

The view was pretty spectacular and the sky was clear enough for him to make out the planets above. Almost unconsciously his eyes scanned the star line for one particular pount of light. He didn't know why he looked for it, it should mean nothing to him, but looked for it anyway.

He then situated himself on top of the chimney, one leg hanging, the other tucked underneath him. He lit a match off the side of the chimeny, a brief flash of light in what was otherwise near darkness. He lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply.

Anyone on the roof

 

[Lyth]

Tabitha had been staking out the roof for hours now, spotting a few students coming and going, though she kept to herself for the most part. It wasn’t very smart to stick yourself right out on the radar within the first few hours.

She had found that the space was fairly perfect for getting some reading done, something she hadn’t indulged in for months. Perhaps this was the best time to sit back and actually take a brief moment to relax, Cable had been putting her through some extreme paces before her arrival.


Now she was laying on her coat, staring up at the stars and enjoying the peace and quiet the roof seemed to bring. It had been still and silent for a few hours, Tabitha had kept her book up until the light had faded. She was a sucker for the stars still, the lack of light pollution here granting a breathtaking view.


A soft noise caught her attention and Tabitha was soon greeted by a sparking light a few yards away from her. The flame was quick and gone soon, the smell of smoke following.


“You scared the bejesus out of me!” Tabitha said, not bothering to soften her tone, she assumed the other student had seen her already.

_gallifrog_

 

[_gallifrog_]

Elliott
It just so happened that Tabitha's voice had coincided with a brief period of silence as the playlist move on to the next song. He pulled out his earphones, letting them dangle from the front of his t-shirt instead.

He wasn't surprised that there was other roof lurkers, it was a roof that practically screamed out to be lurked on. He turned to face the stranger. "sorry, long day and all that" He replied in his half London, half somewhere else accent. He blew the smoke out upwards, it spiralled away into the frigid night.

 

[Lyth]

Tabitha wasn't upset, she was actually glad for the company, she'd spent a fair amount of time on her own the last few weeks and welcomed the strange company. She was glad her statement hadn't caused him to leave, she never wanted to come off as rude.
Sitting up to face the man in the dark, Tabitha couldn't help noticing a few things about him, mainly his eyes and scar in the moonlight.

"Do you always glow, or are you just excited to see me?" She asked, a gentle joke in hopes he'd be open to speaking with her more. She had a habit of being forward in conversation, occasionally coming off as overwhelming with her energy. Obviously something was very different about this person, it wasn't often she could see someone's eyes so clearly at night.

_gallifrog_

 

[_gallifrog_]

"Glow? What glow?" were Elliott's first thoughts, but he quickly realised what she meant. His eyes reacted differently in the moonlight. His home planet had completely different light levels, they varied much more than those experienced by the people on earth. He had much better night vision due to this. He grinned at her remark, his teeth a flash of white in the darkness. He liked this mysterious roof stranger, she was definitely interesting to say the least.

"This is normal, the long and the short of it is that my eyes are adapted to more light levels than those experienced on earth, so I essentially have night vision." a pause "I'm Elliott, by the way"

 

[Lyth]

Tabitha hadn't quite expected the information she received, this stranger wasn't even from the planet, at least that's what she'd gathered from his comment about his eyes being more adapted than those of earthlings. She was fascinated now, having never actually met someone from a different planet, it was hard to believe he was so human looking.

"Dang. Do you have worse vision during the day? Or are you fully superior to we Earth dwellers?" Her teasing tone continuing, thankfully her personality hadn't driven this person away so quickly. "Tabitha, pleasure to meet you" A quick return when she learned his name, she was finally interacting with people her age and it was exciting.

She hoped her rapid questions didn't come off too much like an interrogation, she'd heard she could be a bit demanding in conversation, Tabitha blamed Cable.

 

[_gallifrog_]

Elliott for once didn't mind the questions, which was surprising all things considered. Maybe this school was changing him. "I have normal vision during the day, but better vision in brighter light conditions. I'm wouldn't consider myself superior, but there are really pompous others out there who most definitely would consider themselves."

it was clear from his tone that he didn't like these so called 'pompous others'. in response to her name he nodded and held out his hand for a handshake. There was a scar line on his hand too, but it was nowhere as prominent as the one on his face

 

[Lyth]

Genuinely interested in this stranger, Tabitha stood and came a little closer as he spoke, not wanting them to be talking loudly across the roof. Something told her they weren't the only students out of their rooms, the group of teens would be all over the campus and adjacent city. There was no containing people with powers, even Tabitha escaped Cable now and then to cause her own little version of trouble.

Shaking Elliott's hand, Tabitha had a genuine smile on as she listened to him speak.

"Where are you even from? Not that I'd have any idea" Her next question was quite honest, her outer space knowledge was severely lacking.

 

[Comicwolf]

Harry walked back into dorm room and finds the note, he reads it:"well good to know hopefully he isnt loud"
He sits on his empty bed on left side and open pen up, taking usb out of pen and plug into his laptop
The laptop downloads the recording from usb and sends it to g
_gallifrog_

 

[LibbyM098]

Lyth Alecto

Dick had been so cought up in the fact that somehow he had stolen Jason's jacket that he didn't even realize there was anyone around until he heard it...
It was an angelic voice so soft that it soothed him to his core.

He looked up with his now curious chestnut eyes and when they fixed themselves gently on her. He could feel himself becoming... star struck.
He had never seen anyone quite like her.

And then he gave him a smile... that smile... if this girl was trouble... he would sign the contract to send himself straight to hell.

He gave her that ever so charming smile and he took a few steps closer as he tilted his head slightly to his right side.

"Where does everyone go after school?" He didn't mean to rearrange her beautiful words back into his own.
It was almost like he had to recalibrate himself to think straight.

Hell... and what he usually went out and did was go out and catch bad guys for the Police.
He had to do something else then that tho...
"Well some people like to hang out here... others go to the cafes around the area... there is a circus coming to town..."
Fuck... that circus... it had been Dick's worst nightmare coming back to him.
He knew a lot of the students would want to go at some point... but he wanted to avoid it at all cost. At least he had a... a week now to avoid it.
"Or there is the fair down by the docks. They have a lot of little street stalls there."

 

[Lotheralaix]

To Red Hood, taking care of a body was as natural as changing outfits. There was nothing to it really, he'd been at it for years now. He would make a 'service' call to one of the morgue, slip the man a little something extra, and the body would be gone to the world. It was simple really; so many people were sloppy with corpse disposal. Choosing to do things themselves; burying them in the wilderness, dropping them into the ocean, or trying to burn them. Jason didn't see why he needed to get his hands dirty and keep an eye over his shoulder when a hearse's job was literally to pick up bodies. It was common sense. The remains would be set in the catacombs unmarked, where no one would even think to look.

All Jason needed to do was enter in a phone number. It was so thorough that it'd even come with a change of clothes for himself - of course the jacket being the only article he ever kept. The cleaning for that was easy enough not to truly worry over.

With the deed taken care of just as promised, Jason head back into the bunker to be hit with a chemical smell so strong it burned his lungs at first. His nose scrunched as a scowl dressed his features. The floor was cleaned spotless, if they weren't a part of the trio to witness the scene, no one would ever know of the atrocities commit in the room. So clean that they could eat right off the floor.

"Jesus, you think you used enough of that shit?" He asked as he begun to pace up and down the pathway to the computer and back to give the floor the smallest bit of grime from the bottom of his boots. But the smell - Jesus the smell! Opening up the door and vents wouldn't get the stench out of the walls or his skin.

Jason really would have to teach him from square one, it was a little disappointing. "Get your ass over here." He demand, hand fishing around in the inner pocket of his jacket to pull out the carton of cigarettes. He lit the first quickly, puffing the majority of it solely for it's scent to fall over the room. Jason didn't need to lean in to smell the traces still on Tim's skin, could smell him even over the second cigarette being lit.

Taking an elongated drag until his lungs felt full, he blew the smoke out into the teen's face and into his shirt. He wasn't gentle as he forced the boy to turn around, repeating the action to properly coat him with the scent. So much as made Tim hold take the cigarette ("Stop giving me that look and hold it" ).

It was when he was opening the carton and counting over how many of the sticks he had left, deciding whether or not to salvage them or to finish them off when he'd seen the brown paper tucked neatly among the rest. Instantly cobalt blue eyes sparkled with mischief. He knew exactly how to solve the scent issues, along with that look of guilt eating away at his youth. Any look he gave to Tim earlier was nothing compared to the purely predatory gaze he laid now.

"You did so good by bringing this to my attention, don't you agree?" Biting on his lip to stop a smirk from crawling it's way onto his lips, Jason furrowed his brows in a more concentrated fashion. "I think you deserve a reward, yeah, you've been so good. So smart." Another once over from foot to head. " You earned it."

Taking the contrasting brown rolled paper out of the box instead, Jason held Tim's jaw in that same steely grip from before. Using his thumb to part the lips he set the smoke inbetween, lighting the end with his free hand. "Take a few quick inhales." He instruct, making sure that it was properly lit before he let go of his face.


TheSaint Tim

 

[LibbyM098]

@Miasmith17

Oliver quickly started to apply pressure bandages to the cuts that needed it most.
He then quickly acted to get the worst one stitched up. His handy work wasn't the best in the slightest... but it got the job done.
Great... just great.
This whole mess could have been avoided if the kid had just stay put.

Once he finished on that he moved to her infection.
He injected the area with anasetic and then gave her a shot of penacilin to kill the infection.
He then... He had to start cutting it out... before the septic killed her.
He then started to ever so gently cut... He knew it wouldn't hurt her... but it hurt him having to do it.

 

[Comicwolf]

@Miasmith17

Oliver quickly started to apply pressure bandages to the cuts that needed it most.
He then quickly acted to get the worst one stitched up. His handy work wasn't the best in the slightest... but it got the job done.
Great... just great.
This whole mess could have been avoided if the kid had just stay put.

Once he finished on that he moved to her infection.
He injected the area with anasetic and then gave her a shot of penacilin to kill the infection.
He then... He had to start cutting it out... before the septic killed her.
He then started to ever so gently cut... He knew it wouldn't hurt her... but it hurt him having to do it.

Clint move his hands after oliver stitches the worst one up, his face goes pale as oliver starts to cut out the infection, he start to shake a bit:"ummm oliver.....are you sure its a good idea to cut out that piece of dead flesh?"
Lily laying unconsious on her stomach unable to move

 

[Comicwolf]

Kaito steps into the car and car drives off into the city
Kaito fixes his hair and now looks like

Kaito smirk:"how do i look jii?"
Jii wearing a driver outfit glace then looks at the road:"you look exactly jimmy kudo sir"
Kaito smiled:"i still cant believe conan asked me to fill in as himself for his date with rin..."
Jii:"he must have been busy on another investigation...."
*car drives into forest and disappears into portal to japan*

 

[TheSaint]

The sound of returning boots roused Tim some, the system alerting him to the approach. Jason’s return from the grisly errand seemed so strangely fast despite the consuming cleaning job he had undertaken. Time seemed to be moving in uneven bursts that were difficult to follow. The return meant being subject to more questions and abuse.

Tim wasn’t ready to pay the piper yet.

When the door opened and Jason entered the bunker once more, Tim stood and watched him carefully. He still didn’t trust Jason to not lash out at any given time as there had been a near-constant stream of threats since he’d risen from the pit.
It was no small wonder that Tim wanted to keep some space from the highly unpredictable Jason.

“I used enough for it to work, I’m not that inept” Tim started, his voice barely holding any strength. He could only take so much abuse and given his emotional state, Tim wasn’t going to be shoved around much longer.
He was still careful, even confused when Jason began blowing smoke on to him until it registered that the tobacco would stick to his clothing fairly well. If he returned to school smelling like a commercial cleaning truck, suspicious may rise.

Soon being forced to hold the cigarette Tim watched Jason rifle through the remainders of the pack. Something seemed to excite him and Tim cocked an eyebrow and actually looked more bemused than anything else.

“Are you out of your mind?” Tim asked, knowing exactly what Jason was now offering him, the smell before it had been lit was obvious enough. Shaking his head initially when the personalized cigarette was offered to him, though it was soon forced on him and Tim relented.

Coughing some as he did what he was told, Tim took it out and caught his breath.

“You want to start asking before you stick things in my mouth?” He snipped, though he took a few drags of his own before handing it back. Still coughing some but holding it together fairly well, all things considered.

 

[Lotheralaix]

Jason merely snort at the when his sanity was put on the table for close examining. If they were in this mess, he didn't think that they needed to take it under the knife very far. He couldn't help but to laugh at the clearly inexperienced boy's coughs. Oh god. While he may not bother himself with weak or for that matter, cheap product it also wasn't the strongest strain. If Tim was going to be coughing about like that after a simple few puffs, there was no way that he may be able to finish the little treat on his own. He wanted for Tim to have a good time - if the boy was going to continue to be so tightly wound up anyone would be able to see it. The last thing they needed was for someone to be intruding on their business.. Namely anyone with mastery detective skills and a certain knack for cracking people. The kid wouldn't last. Now that he was involved Jason would see to it that the job was finished the right way. It always helped to have other people's secrets.

And if those words weren't invitation enough to spark fire Jason would be a blind man. There it was again, presenting itself in the most scrumptious of temptations.

Forgive him, he was weak.

"Keep coughing like that and I don't think you'll be able to handle the things I want to stick in your mouth." Simple, steel faced and said like he were talking about the rain outside. Paid no mind to what the reaction may be (though he suspected that the teen's face would be that wonderful cherry red it turned whenever he'd successfully gotten under his skin) to favor taking a hit himself, long and steady. He smashed the end in between his forefinger and thumb to douse the flame. The remainder tucked behind Tim's ear as a present for later. He'd certainly need it.

Helmet back in it's rightful place over his features, Jason pushed the boy's shoulder all too roughly. "Move your ass, we need to get back to the school."


TheSaint Tim

 

[Lyth]

Alecto beamed when Dick responded positively to her, her eyes and skin lighting up a bit more for the moment. Like a bioluminescent mood ring, Alecto’s people would light up when happy or excited.

This human seemed so kind and visually pleasing, she was hoping he would be happy to show her.


“Can you show me? I’m not quite familiar with this planet” Alecto was honest, though this human seemed trustworthy enough for now. “Unless you’re preoccupied with something” A very polite follow up, she didn’t want to monopolize his time.


Still, the celestial very much wanted to get out and see this planet.

LibbyM098

(She's short, my apologies)

 

[TheSaint]

Tim could feel himself relax somewhat as the moments ticked by, he had managed to go through this entire trauma and have it buried within a few short hours. He was resourceful, he had to give himself that, though he had a much larger problem on his hands now.

He needed to deal with the large sociopath who seemed very intent on invading his personal space, who had serious leveredge over him for the time being.


Suddenly Tim wasn’t nearly as anxious, his stress lifted and the shaking adrenaline that had been pulsing through him faded. Now he was entering a new stage of uncertainty in what Jason would want from him, he wasn’t going to take the abuse lying down. He did need to play nice for now, not argue too much with his unsettling new comrade.


The reply he received took a moment to set in, the words uncomfortably suggestive, though Tim imagined Jason was referring to some sadistic weapon in his arsenal. There was also a possibility that he was doing his best to make Tim uncomfortable, this was definitely working.

A red tinge found his ears and immediately clarification was needed, Tim needed to know if he had more to fear.


“What?” He spoke out loud this time, though his tone also pleaded for an explanation that would resolve his confusion. Instead he was given nothing, nothing more than Jason smoking more and letting Tim’s imagination run wild.


Twitching again when Jason moved in so very close to tuck the half-smoked joint behind his ear, Tim nervously put some distance between them. Though that failed as his shoulder was shoved and another command was issued.

He kept his footing easily, moving away from the pressure and making a point of staying out of arms reach as they moved.


He would let Jason lead the way, anxious about letting Red Hood out of his direct line of sight.

Lotheralaix