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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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[ Jason smiled in return, it was easy to be self-deprecating for those he actually cared about. Namely in the name of something to make them feel better and himself feel better as a bonus. He shook his head amused at the way Loki spoke it before closing the book, and reaching out to take the godling's hand. He trusted the book would be fine, even as Loki spoke it would be. ]

Well, then let me do it properly. May I have this dance, Loki?

[ He asked, doing his best to sound as charming as he could, slipping off the bar stool.]

[ Gladly taking the offered hand, Loki dips in a curtsy with a laugh. ]

Manners may not count for much in the dark downstairs.

[ But Loki appreciates them as he leads Jason to the staircase that descends into the basement, the dampening wards that keep the music from travelling into the bar easing up as the world becomes a murky mess beneath the ground-floor lounge. He keeps hold of Jason, tugging him into the middle of the crowd. ]

[ The curtsy got a cheeky grin out of the vigilante.]

Isn't that how it always is? Besides, the manners are just to charm you.

[ He replied with a wink as he followed Loki along. He had never ventured downstairs before. Only ever in the bar proper. Jason's hold on Loki's hand only tightened as they moved through the crowd towards the middle. The outside world didn't matter in places like this. Just the music and the person in his grasp. Once reaching the middle, Jason let the beat of the music wash over moved to dance smoothly with Loki. ]

You did that a while ago.

[ Loki drapes an arm around Jason's neck, placing a hand on his chest as he draws in to dance with him. The music has an easy beat that his hips snag with a sway to match his partner's and the godling rests his temple by an ear, tension seeping out of his body. ]

Whose the charming one now?

[ He replied low, half hoping the music made it harder to hear. His hands moved down to rest on Loki's hips, moving in that calm sway to the beat of the music. Something peaceful and easy in the movements, almost tender in the dance. Something that he worried about breaking. ]

[ This brings a sense of peace that he craves more than anything, held in arms that want him near and sweet affection he can trust isn't using him. A kiss finds Jason's cheek and Loki leans back only enough to ask, ]

Aren't you dating anyone in the Quarantine? You'd make one Hel of a boyfriend. I can sing your praises to any crushes you might have ...

[ A smile was given in return to the kiss to his cheek. But a second later, Jason tensed up when the dreaded word of 'dating' passed Loki's lips but he made himself relax to not ruin the moment. He's quiet for a long second before lightly shrugging. ]

No, no I'm not, I don't intend to. I've done that song and dance, Loki, and let me be the first to admit, I'm no good at it.

[ He thinks of Isabel breaking up with him, and himself walking away from his partnership with Roy. He was just bad with people. At least in his own mind.]

So if anyone starts waxing lyrical about your eyes, I should correct them that you're dee-tee-eff but little else?

[ This right here isn't dating but it certainly feels like more than being DTF. How hard is it for someone as personable as Jason to make friends? ]

If they do they've been to damn close. Present company excluded. And no one's going to be waxing poetry on me. But, yeah your pretty much right, that's pretty much all I'm down to do. That and my normal hobbies, reading books, shooting bad guys in the face, things like that.

Oh, so I'm special? I'm flattered to have tempted you.

[ Tickling the hairs at the nape of Jason's neck, Loki chuckles. ]

Of course you are, your Loki.

[ He couldn't help a little shiver at the tickling of the hair. A smile offered down.]

I still cant walk in that leather shop without blushing.

[ That prompts a wide smile and a laugh, nuzzling at Jason's nose as he slides both arms around his neck to continue playing with his hair. ]

I'm glad we met, Jason. Twice, even. I've liked you in every incarnation so far, I wonder if I'd like you in every universe.

[ The smile looks so good on Loki. Jay moved his hands from Loki's hips, more around his back and squeezes him in return.]

Same here, you've definitely been a bright spot here for me. I'm sure no matter what universe we'd meet I think were destined to be whatever brand of friends we are. I'll be whatever you need me to be, Lokes, just never expect to much out of me. That's how I lose people.

Don't be so dramatic, you sound like me.

[ One of his fingers trails along Jason's jaw, thoughfully tapping his lips. He tries not to feel too weak when it comes to hearing his nickname coming out so easily like that, unbidden and warm. ]

I expect you to tell me if we ever need to talk, to listen to me as I would to you. Nothing more.

What can I say, dramatic's pretty much my middle name.

[ He replied easily playfully kissing Loki's finger after it tapped his lips, then an unsure look crossed his face.]

I'll do my best, but when I lose my temper I do dumb shit. So, just take me as I am I guess. I'm gonna fuck up, that's just who I am. But, I'll always be here in my own way.

Now you really do sound like me.

[ So he tries to distract him with a soft kiss, a brush of lips in the dark of the club. ]

[ And it worked, Jason kissed him back keeping his arms around him. The rest of the club didn't matter, just Loki.]

Mmmm ...

[ He hasn't kissed anyone else with real meaning since his fight with Tony, hasn't felt supported or wanted save for the childlike kindness Nico showed him and even that guy had been too young to understand exactly what Loki craved. Fortunately, true. Jason is almost a physical representation of what Loki wants, a barrier between himself and everyone else; warm, cloying, strong.

So Loki lets the kiss turn into nips and nibbles, indulging his aching heart by carding through Jason's hair with a tug. ]

[ Despite the people he's flirted with, and even agreed to hook up with in the future, the last kiss Jason had had been his date with Loki. It wasn't as important to Jason as his bad reputation was. He liked to make himself look worse than he was. Build a protective bubble around himself to keep anyone from seeing just how damaged he was.

Loki, however, he was learning was someone his body just reacted for. Something almost kindred in the trickster. Those strong arms pulling him more against his body as he tilted his head a bit to try and catch Loki's bottom lip after one of the nips, but the tug of his hair got a low pleased noise from him. ]

[ The part of Loki that is tired of being sad and lonely reacts by pressing his body up against Jason's, a sigh unsteadily painting Jason's kiss-wet lips. The noises he draws from Jason are all too appealing. ]

I don't mean to be a tease.

[ This was a spontaneous desire, all the more inviting for how naturally it came upon him. Muttering around Jason's mouth, Loki tries to catch his eye. ]

You're so ... easy to be with. [ Hurriedly, he amends, ] In a good way.

[ One arm moved from the godling's hips to trail up his back, trying to return each touch of the soft lips. Desire already rising within him.

A chuckle came from deep within him as he tried to fight the grin forming so he can kiss Loki again.]

Don't worry 'bout it. I'm not offended. [ Nothing a shower can't fix. the thought rattled in his mind. ]

I don't want to use you to feel better.

[ Not that he stops meeting Jason's kisses or doesn't lick his way into the heat of his mouth, it just ... bears saying. Black nails rake down Jason's neck and chest as Loki cleaves to him in the basement with its whirling lights, swaying with the crowd yet staying close enough to stand thigh-to-thigh, letting no one separate them. ]

I mean that I, ah, I miss the man I broke up with. That's all.

Again, not offended if you do.

[ He slipped in between kisses and nips. At least until the last bit was spoken. He still danced, still hitched his breath when the nails raked just right. But, the conscious he tries to pretend he doesn't have screamed at that. He lifted his head just a bit, which was the hardest thing at the moment, those eyes looking at Loki torn between the growing lust and the truth of a hurting friend. ]

Fuck this place, come on, let's go outside, I need a smoke. You can tell me what happened.

[ Was he really craving a cigarette? No, but it was a good out to get the other somewhere quieter to talk. Break up's sucked, he was still hurting from his a little over a year later.]

Okay. Okay, outside.

[ As he steps back and slides his hand into Jason's, Loki feels the lust dissipate with the newfound distance but the affection remain because this is what a friend does, he knows. Like Jason, they use their brain instead of ... Well, other well-endowed things.

On the street upstairs the air is chilly for mortals and in the neon green glow of Trixie's sign is where Loki stands, slipping out his phone for something to do. ]

Sorry about that.

Thank you.

[ He replied, though he would never get used to the teleporting or whatever it was that Loki and Nico do. He stepped back to lean against the wall, just a bit of distance as he pulled out the half empty pack from his jacket, and the lighter from his front pants pocket.

He lit up and slipped the lighter away before offering his hand over. Worried that if he completely broke away it might feel like complete rejection.]

Talk to me, tell me about the guy, do I need to break his nose for you? I will. [ he spoke around the cigarette.]

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