riverviewlogs | Log: Gonna make a comeback this time.

who: Jason Todd
what: Just a batboy out being his hot mess self.
when:the 6th-20th.
where: Around the Quarantine.
warnings: Violence, and language will update with more.

A: Communal housing & Garage
The last thing Jason had expected upon getting home from work and showering was the sound of the front door. After a quick conversation with another member of the Parameter Guard and a familiar set of keys shoved in his hands, Jason ran down to the elevator without bothering with a shirt or shoes. When he saw the red and chrome machine he couldn't help but smile. He had been saving since he arrived to try and buy a motorcycle even close to this one. And it had it's own little reserved spot. Like it belonged here as much as him. He smiled, almost cheeky, the way he had so often as a boy before pocketing the keys and making his way back inside and up to finish getting dressed.

Jason found his way back down to the motorcycle once he was done with his normal afternoon busy work. Slipping on he just sat there and let the engine idle a bit. He had missed his bike. He sat there awhile before slipping off to look over each part to make sure everything was as It should be.

An hour or so later, he tore out into the night speeding.

B: Trixie
A few nights after the fight at the sleazy bar, Jason made his way to Trixie, after all, it was the best place to go when he missed his replacement, not that he would ever in any life admit that. Plus Loki was still there, and he hadn't gone to see the guy in awhile. Friendship, or whatever it was, was a two-way street. He gave a nod to the bouncer on his way in, if it was Nico a moment was spared to talk to his creepy friend.

After making his way inside he didn't go to the VIP but to the bar proper to sit and do his usual taking in of people around him. A book opened on the counter as he quietly read. He would go hunt Loki down soon but a chapter or two at the bar while he nursed a beer wasn't a big deal it would kill time.

C: Floor Six
It was pushing three am when the window near Jay's room slid back open. He always vanished around ten or eleven, stepping in he yanked the bag over his shoulder and he looked around at his roommates, if they were asleep or not. His jacket was zipped up as he made his way right to the bathroom. He made quick work of disarming the taser in his body armor and pulling it off in chunks. Each part he hides hidden in his bag as he made his way back out. The bag shoved in the trunk as he shed his pants and grabbed the red cloak up wrapping it around himself as he headed into the kitchen in just the boxers and cape. Making himself a bowl of cereal and moving to sit down at the TV.

D: Random Club
It was a Saturday night, and while he should be out patrolling, or god knows what else. He opted instead to shake off his loneliness by going to one of the clubs. He had even dressed the part, and styled his hair pretty neat, which wouldn't last if he actually danced with anyone. He hadn't told his roommates where he went, he never does after all. Once he got in, he went to the bar and had a couple drinks to start the night off. As the night went on, he eventually made his way to the floor.

He was feeling better as the night went on. Dancing with different people, and just generally pretending to be someone else. Jason Todd had a night off, so, he was trying to be like any other twenty three year old on a Saturday night. He wasn't looking for anyone to take home, just for a few minutes of unattached fun to the thumping club music.

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Yuffie snorted. "I do not want to see you in short shorts." Technically Yuffie wears short shorts but it's out of sensible fabric like khaki and black; if the color black was a fabric.

She watched him and his weird push-ups. It made her want to sit on his back. Who knows, maybe Jay's feats of strength could be used as a side show. They could go touring all over... Yuffie's mind was getting off topic. "That kinda sucks, doesn't it. Like no one has their own name." Though from Yuffie's tone, it was obvious that she understood. Technically the title of ruler was the same way. She'd been bred to take her fathers position though that all went to shit the day her mother died and the gap between her and her father became too big to cross.

"Is that why you wear red all the time? I always thought it was because it was sexy." Like why Yuffie almost always showed off her belly. "Explosives are easy. So are traps." Her traps didn't always work but when they did, it was awesome. "You okay?" She asked as she stared at his knee. "What did you do?" I probably wasn't something that white materia could fix but Yuffie saw no harm in asking.

"Technically, you are right now. The boxers I'm wearing are enough of an idea." Becuase seriously, the boxer breifs were longer than his old scaly panties. He kept a hand on his knee before shrugging at what she said. She wasn't wrong.

"Well, names are more legacies back home. Like if I hadn't gone and died, I would have eventually been the next Batman." A fact that stung, but he remembers giving her his secret before, so why bother lying now? As for Red Hood, I stole the name. Its the old name the man who murdered me used. I stole it from him and made it something for criminals to fear." He grinned as he said it despite the pain, why? He loved fucking with the Joker. If he couldn't kill him he would just pervert the man's old name.

"Well, that and I do look damn good in red." He spoke as he shifted his leg out and sat back against the chair's bottom. "I'll be fine, old injury acts up when I jar it." pain was glorious, it reminded him he was alive. "part of being tall, your knees go bad first." It sounded better than the truth. "See you might do good as an outlaw."

Yuffie looked down at his crotch. YUP! That shows more than she wanted to see. Not that Jason wasn't super hot or anything but he was kind of a whore and Yuffie liked people that were harder to get.

"That sounds like a good reason to steal a name." Yuffie chuckled. There was a bit of awe and appreciation in her tone. She enjoyed fucking with people, more so if they deserved it. Sometimes fucking with them was all you could do. "I get it. Maybe Scarlet isn't to bad then. If I'm going to super-anything I want a kick ass name. I've been known to go as The White Rose of Wutai but that sounds too long. What about White Rose? That taken?" Ignore the fact that Yuffie wears dark colors and then red or blues when she wasn't wearing black.

It'd be obvious to Jay that she was considering being an outlaw, if only because she was taking thing name thing very seriously. "Why you think I'll be good at it?" She asked, giving him more questions to answer.

Thankfully he wasn't reveling to much. If he was he'd have on some pants. But late night and being where he considered it home, yeah fuck pants. He was a bit of a man ho, he wouldn't deny it, but he also didn't have a lot of interest in younger girls. He was into older women. Though, Yuffie would likely be just his type in about five or more years.

"Yep, if I cant blow his deranged brains out, at least I can piss him off." He shifted his leg slowly another moment trying to work through the pain. "I don't think it is, I mean it doesn't fit my red scheme but fuck it, do your own thing, Yuff." He spoke managing a grin. "You'll do just fine. You have skills, your nimble and you already hunt the rooftops. The job of the Outlaws is to do what the heroes wont do. We break the rules they laid in the sand which is why we are the Outlaws. I put the bad guys in the ground, the heroes all have a no killing rule. Even Nightwing wont go that far. I do. And while you don't have or need to kill, you would be reconisence, sneak and get information, and report back, and I'll help you keep from getting caught ripping people off. I also now the crowds you can hauk that shit to to get some cash."

Yuffie perked up by the end of Jason's remark. "Really?" She looked both surprise and suspicious. Not that she thought that Jay wouldn't help her out if she was in a tight spot, just that he was more likely to help if it was life or death, not petty crimes.

Her shoulders rolled in a shrug before she threw herself across the couch. It was comfortable and it meant that she didn't have to watch Jay stretch out his knee which was weird and made him seem a lot older than he was. She puffed a short breath of air before nodding her head. "Okay." She agreed with a flash of white teeth.

"I'll help you out. Not that I think I'm going to get caught but I like back up and selling the shit I steal. I cannot tell you how much crap I have stashed around here. I don't mind killing people. It's actually what I'm used to on Gaia. This no killing thing is stupid." This was the mindset of someone who grew up in the middle of a war where killing people was just another part of life. Yuffie's been fighting since she was a kid.

"Look, let me put it to you like this. I've lived on both sides of the coin and I can tell you one thing for certain. I dont want to be a crook, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do, and picking your battles is one thing. I've decided to trust you so that means I'm gonna help you when you need it." he explained it. A moment later there was a pop and finally Jason laid his head back on the chair. Finally. Well, at least that was what that was. Last thing he wanted was to have to go get a cane for a few weeks again.

"Find some red and black and we'll start this in a week or so. I plan to a safe house to stash things at. And shit, Yuffster, you should have said something sooner, there's a dive bar I go to a lot that i could easily scrap that stuff for cash for you you. Or introduce you." he offered once he lifted his head back up he grinned. "See, you and I are going to make a good team. Sometimes a motherfucker needs to die."

Yuffie nodded her head in a brisk motion. "I try to steal for a good reason." Sometimes it's because she's bored but more often than not she has a goal in mind and steals from very specific people.

Boiling her reasons down, she steals from jerks and asshats.

"I can do red and black." Black was definitely a color she had a lot of and enjoyed wearing. Red was pretty sweet too, so she'd find something that would work while still looking ninja like. "Oh, introduce me. I mean you can take the stuff down there too but I want to go and see."

It wasn't that she didn't trust him but Yuffie didn't expect Jason to be around forever.

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