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who: Jason Todd
what: More days around the city
when: 10-27/11-5
where: Floor Six, Perimeter Guard, Book Store, Rooftops and Riverview High.
warnings: None yet, will update.



Floor Six + Perimeter Guard
Jason had woken up in one of his moods, that much was clear by the way he sat at the edge of his bed with the covers half over his head like a cloak. Glaring a anyone and everyone that made any noise on the floor. It didn't help that he had only gone to bed a couple hours beforehand and it was a bad dream that jolted him out of his slumber.

Waiting to hear the shower kick off so he could steal the water also didn't help his mood when he saw the time and realized he was about twenty minutes later for work. The covers thrown back as he shuffled fast to tug on his guard uniform and strap his guns to his legs and tugged on his leather jacket as he rushed for the door forgetting his messenger bag by the bed.

After speeding on his bike through the city streets, barely getting by without getting caught by the police. He parked the bike and rushed into the headquarters. He still had healing bruises from the bar fight last week and he looked a mess but after some talking he made his way to get started on the days job.

Bookstore
Once he was free of the obligations of the day, Jason went to his favorite place, the little bookstore/cafe he often had lunch with Ciel at. Quietly moving through the shelves looking for something new to read that caught his interest. Stopping every now and then to look over the back of a book for a synopsis. It was the calm part in the day, just flipping through the pages of multiple books. He was still dressed in his uniform since he had forgotten his bag with the change of clothes and didn't feel like running home yet.

Once he found a book, he could he found at one of the tables nursing some coffee as he turned pages soaking in the simple lovely little story he had found.

Rooftop
Jason, no, Red Hood moved silently along the rooftops and back alleys. He was bored of laying low, of being good and letting the metas and other's handle everything. He missed the rush of it all. So even with his helmet on the fritz he moved as quickly and quietly as he could. Eventually he found himself with nothing to do sitting on the edge of a roof with the hood half lifted sipping a fountain drink while watching the city life below.

Riverview High School - Mostly Closed to Bruce Wayne
The last place a guy like Jason Todd needed to be was at a high school. He had never got to finish school himself, despite jumping from 5th grade drop out to top of his class at a Gotham private school within months of being taken in by Bruce. He and his adopted father had spent many nights after patrols talking about what kind of college he would go to, the path laid out for him, but he never made it that far. Never even got his GED when he came back. His vengeance had been more important, then life just swept him up.

He was only here for the same reason he had gone to that fancy school back in Gotham. For Bruce Wayne.

He was sitting outside, constantly looking at his watch, leaning on the hood of a rusted red 60's Mustang, dressed in dark jeans, a black t-shirt and a brown leather jacket. He wasn't sure why he had decided to stop stalking his father, and just approach him again, but clearly ambushing him at the end of a school day was better than approaching him at the communal housing.

Comments

[somakemelaugh]

It's not unlike him to have a nightly stroll, but lately with his roommate being around, he'd taken fewer and fewer of them. Tonight was such a nice night though, he couldn't help himself. He needed a walk, needed a stretch, needed to get himself out and about for a while. How he'd ended up on the roofs, or rather why, he couldn't say. It wasn't as if he could properly enjoy the view. But there he was, leaning against a door leading farther down into the building that he hadn't taken to get there to begin with.

The breeze was nice up here, and that was what he'd wanted for. The way it pulled at his hair, the way it pulled at his clothes. He'd closed his eyes, useless to him that they were in this moment, and let himself just feel. But sound hadn't been blocked out. When he heard the footsteps on the same rooftop, he looked up again and tilted his head in that direction. It didn't seem like they were trying to sneak up on him, from the pace of them, so he let them approach. Whether or not he had been spotted, he'd let time tell. Right now, he wanted to see what would happen.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason had been sitting on the other rooftop working on his soda when he caught the sight of black and brilliant strands of silver moving with the wind. At first he hadn't been sure, but a button hit and his helmet closed as he manually made the visual zoom in since the helmet needed work done, he couldn't auto-zoom. Seeing it was indeed the Undertaker he took one more drink, shaking the ice before he leaned forward dropping the cup watching it land perfectly in the open dumpster below.

Pushing himself up he moved a few steps back before launching himself forward landing on the roof not to far from the other with the grace one would expect of someone whose spent half their life jumping like that. He made his way over keeping the Helmet on for now.

"Nice evening for a stroll." He spoke with a touch of playfulness his voice had an electronic edge to it from the helmet. Stealing his accent and making him sound bigger than he truly was.

[somakemelaugh]

He'd been willing to brush those sounds aside, thinking the other person would walk past him, if only to be a sneak about calling out to him after, but that wasn't to happen. All in all, it turned out just as well. He didn't recognize the face, if that even was a face, and didn't recognize the voice, though they were friendly enough.

He grinned, wide, and turned to face the... man? "Indeed it is. Nice, cool evening. Winter will be rolling in soon, I imagine, if weather here is anything like it was back home."

Rooftop (Late to the party oops)

[de_evilise]

One of the things Marinette absolutely loved doing ever since she became Ladybug, was swinging through the city. It was fast, it was fun, and it gave her access to some really high points of the buildings - which both gave her a spectacular view of the city for recreational use as much as keeping an eye out for trouble makers - few that there were.

The place was nice, but it was no Paris and never would be, as far as she was concerned. But that was hardly any reason to not enjoy herself. So Red Hood would ...er... spot, a masked girl in a red and black spotted suit flinging herself through the air on a string, rather recklessly, unhooking the yoyo from a nearby building to hurl herself straight up, twist into the air and angle herself so she landed on her feet on the building next to his.

Man but that always took her breath away- she chuckled, exhaling sharply as she decided to take a moment or two to catch her breath. Oh hey lookit, another a roof sitter. Red Hood gets a curious glance and a cheerful wave.

never to late!

[hititwithacrowbar]

Did Dick have a sister he hadn't mentioned? His first thought is that. The tight suit looks like something Nightwing would wear and the way she moves is also a lot like the acrobatic one. She looked more like Cass though, kind of.

He only had the hood popped a little to sip his drink so it was nearly impossible to see any of his skin as he tipped his head to the side and lifted a gloved hand waving back. What was with this place? A yoyo shouldn't hold someone's weight. What a weird place. It made Gotham seem normal some days.

YAY

[de_evilise]

Ladybug defied physics! Let it try to make her confirm to their rules! She smiles when he waves back, jogging over towards the building he was on, stepping up on the ledge of her own and jumping over to clear the small gap to occupy the same roof as him.

"Hi there, I don't think I've ever seen you on my patrols before. Are you with the Perimeter Guard?" If he was that might explain why she didn't see him that much. She tended to go out alone. Something Frank disliked, but shh, he's not the boss of her!

Closed to Loki

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[ From Here ]

Jason was always punctual, even at times when he didn't want to be somewhere. It just so happened that he did actually want to be here tonight so he came as he so often does. Sinfully snug jeans, a leather jacket and a black shirt with boots to finish the look. His hair had started slicked back but was now wild from the ride to the club.

Making his way in he headed to find the Godling, running a hand through his hair before giving up on it. It was a lost cause.

[ikols]

[ Loki awaits Jason in a smart shirt paired with casual jeans, wanting to look nice without trying for this particular date. When Jason arrives, Loki rises from his seat on the couch in front of the fireplace, and although the club is busier than usual the godling seems to have secured them a measure of privacy; all the other seats have been moved or turned away.

Jason is always handsome, of course, but tonight after the flowers he sent to the Sanctum there is something extra attractive about him. ]

How was work?

[ Loki holds out his hands, turning his cheek for a kiss. ]

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Making his way over, Jason manages a light smile when he sees Loki. Loki always manages to look good. And the note of privacy was always appreciated.

Stepping forward he took Loki's hand and leaned in kissing his cheek. He knew that pose well enough. He squeezed the hand before shrugging.]

Well, I didn't guard a door, I actually got to walk through the woods today. Improvements all around. You look nice tonight. New jeans?

[ Not that he actually knew, or not. He just figured it sounded good.]

Closed to Lola, after dinner with Loki.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason was kind of a creeper, he had a bad habit of stalking those he considered his friends just to keep an eye on them. Paranoid bat tendancies, but it also at least helped that Lola had mentioned she was a waitress before. He had shut the motorcycle off outside and double checked his bag at his side, holsters, guns and helmet tucked away under a normal shirt. He had his jacket zipped up to hide the body armor as he made his way inside with the bag hanging at his side. Moving to ask which section was Lola's before he took a seat mentally chastising himself. He could have called Hana, she offered to talk to him about things.

But, Lola was a mess like he was. Maybe that was why he came to her instead. Hindsight was a bitch, he could have called Wanda or Dick to... oh well. He was here. So he waited.

[threatenwithcuteness]

Lola was a mess, but she was very good at hiding that at work. She was upbeat, cheerful, and moved from customer to customer like she was friends with everyone there. She masked all her insecurity and issues while at work, so if she was in a good mood or a bad mood it didn't matter at work. Today, however, someone asking for her section did get from the waitress at the front to Lola.

"Hey, what's up? I'm guessing wanting my section means this isn't just after coffee and a hoagie." She's still got that professional smile on, it isn't fully fake, but it certainly feels empty.

[hititwithacrowbar]

He was poking at his phone when she came over. "Actually coffee would be amazing." He spoke honestly. Like he was going to sleep tonight he had rooftops to run across in awhile, and he wanted nothing more than a nap. "I would like to steal some of your time, Do you have a break or anything?" He wasn't sure how waitressing worked. The only waitress he really talked to was Gabby and he had bailed pretty quick when she realized who he was.

Brunch with Hana

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason felt like a zombie again, when he rolled off of bed into the floor to escape his phone blasting Metallica in his ear and buzzing across the bed. The song had become his alarm of late. To his relief he was only about ten minutes late as he made his way into the burger place next to the morgue. He hated being late but there was no way he was making it out on time before noon. Not when he was off work.

Dressed in leather pants and a black t-shirt and open leather jacket his hair was lacking any style from the ride over. Looking for Hana as he made his way towards the booths to greet her before getting food.

[bunnyhopped]

Hana was a little later than noon, herself, but she'd still gotten there before Jason even though she'd just taken a good old fashioned (but futuristic-looking) bicycle to the place. She'd heard about this joint from the internet - it had that diner look and feel to it and the family running it was a bit eccentric, but most importantly the burgers were some of the best around. She had remembered what she and Jason agreed upon when she'd found herself in one of his memories a few weeks ago, so this seemed like a good way to cash in on that promise and be able to try a new place out.

She also remembered to order coffee for him when she picked a booth to sit in, so when he did find her, he would see that there was a whole pot of coffee on the table along with a mug. Just one. Just for Jason. Because Hana was preemptively working on a strawberry milkshake she'd decided to prelude her burger with while waiting for Jason. She was also looking down with her eyes glued to her phone and in spite of her tone in their exchanged texts, she looked a little worse for the wear, too. Sitting down it was hard to tell, but she was wearing black yoga pants, a plain, loose white tee and an athletic jacket with her hair up in two messy buns. Her signature pink whiskers were on her cheeks, certainly, but almost little to no makeup beyond that. At least if anyone could make a lazy look seem cute, it was Hana.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason wasn't one to judge, he hadn't even bothered shaving since he was running behind. He hated being late to anything. Making his way over he dropped down across from Hana, reaching up to run a hand through his hair to try and work out some of the mess, giving up after a second he reached over for the pot and the cup.

"Sorry I'm late." He had to stop himself from adding 'I didn't want to come' as he usually told people when he was late. As he actually wanted to see Hana. "You look about like I feel, you okay Hana?" He asked on as he doctored the coffee with to much cream and sugar. She was cute all the same, even half put together and clearly tired.

Perimeter Guard

[tempredmental]

Keith spotted Jason, recognizing him from their meeting in the garage with the bike and the Lion. He immediately also noticed the sense of tired urgency that indicated someone who had overslept and wasn't happy about it. And, of course, the bruises.

He gave a small wave as they made eye contact at some point. Keith was in his Paladin armor, thought the helmet was tucked under one arm. He usually was when at the headquarters. It was something like a uniform, after all.

"Hey... you look a little worse for wear. Everything alright?"

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason didn't often wear his red hood gear to work at the Guard, often just optioning for the basic uniform they had. He was leaning against a wall sneaking a cigarette when Keith spoke. The cigarette crushed against the wall as he blew the smoke away and waved a hand.

"Nothing a few hours of sleep wont fix. How are you doing, man?"

[tempredmental]

"I'm alright. It's been a long month," Keith said. As the words came out, it showed in Keith's posture. He hadn't escaped the crazy memories and ghosts. "I guess it has been for most of us." He'd seen enough of other people's memories to know he wasn't alone in that regard. He wouldn't be surprised if Jason had been affected, too. "You on for a patrol or what?" Patrols, escorts, exploration missions... they were there.

Closed to Lyle

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason was sitting outside looking at the light sky, flicking his zippo open and closed. The cigarette between his lips was unlit as he kept flicking the flame to life and snuffing it out seeing lost in thought. In truth he had just spaced out. Nothing really special about it. He was just bored and had come out to smoke but never lit up.

The last week replaying in his head, thinking over losses and changes and just all the little things he hadn't be able to get around to doing that he promised to do, like getting Ciel more ammo and a new gun. Things he had promised but hadn't made it a point to do yet.

Closed: Text to @Lokiofasgard

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason had waited a little over a week weighing the advice his friends had given him and his own feelings before he made the choice to just stop being a baby about things. He refused to let his feeings or fears ruin his friendship with Loki, and like with Isabel he knew the longer he waited the worse it could be. So, it was around 3pm when he texted Loki as he got off work. ]

You busy tonight?

[ikols]

[ It's funny how, with Billy's return, Loki hasn't had time to dwell or mope over his not-relationship with Jason. Perhaps the space has done him some good; Loki certainly doesn't feel awkward about replying or anything like the way he did in Trixie the last time they spoke. ]

I'm going to the library for a friend, you can catch me there.

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason had spent most of the week dwelling, but, better to go work it out than to just let it fester. He couldn't help but be amused seeing where to meet him. His excuse to run last time wouldn't work if he needed a quick exit. ]

Catch you there.

[ And true to form about 20 minutes later, Jason made his way inside. Dropping off a stack of books before moving to look for Loki. ]

Closed to Phantomhive house (Text then action)

[hititwithacrowbar]

Jason worked weird hours, that much he had made clear on a few of the cafe talks. It was nearly 9pm when he sent a text message to the young Earl to make sure it wasn't to late to drop by. He didn't know they had moved yet, but he also didn't even know where Ciel lived anyway.

Hey. I know it's been awhile, life's kept me busy. Is it to late to drop by and give you the bullets?

Re: Closed to Phantomhive house (Text then action)

[sweetlies]

I understand. Luckily there's been no pressing need of late.

It's not too late though, I'll make sure my father and Undertaker know you're coming by.

[hititwithacrowbar]

Luckily so, still, I apologize for that.

All I need is to know what floor you guys are on, or wherever. I never thought to ask before.