OPEN.

[batricide]

WHO: Damian Wayne and YOU
WHERE: maurita falls
WHEN: the tail end of the month
WHAT: processing things while punching bad guys
WARNINGS: daddy issues, violence, the whole shebang

[ truth be told he'd been hoping this place would be a little easier on the drama and stress than his own home is. no dice. two catastrophes one right after the other, terrible dreams, remnants of other psyches, people arguing about the morality of killing. it was a bit too much like home, which really meant it was a bit too much to handle.

he's in his house briefly, acknowledging housemates with an irritable grunt as he gears up to head out. this isn't proper nightwing gear - he's still working on a budget, but it protects well enough. and honestly? having superpowers means he doesn't need much armoring, he's durable. he can take a hit.

which is probably more that can be said for the petty thugs he's taking on. people are free to catch him snapping a bone or two, or kicking one asshole into the wall hard enough to crack it just a little. Not enough to kill but enough that they're not likely to want to get up any time soon.

If he's not doing that, he's up on the rooftop, contemplative and vaguely annoyed. Anyone who approaches will be met by a bristling and sharp glare. ]

Comments

Thug Thumping

[batburgers]

[Jason had been contemplating his plans that he had left behind in his own world when he'd been brought back to Maurtia Falls. Plans to fix Gotham by using the criminal underworld with a veneer of legitimacy. He could try the same thing in the Falls. Try to fix the mess that was sometimes too much like Gotham for comfort.

Or maybe exactly the right amount of comfort.

But being Red Hood was a lot easier. To fly over the rooftops and using the stealth of his suit to move between the buildings and observe everything going on below without eyes on him in turn.

That's how he runs into Damian kicking some thug he recognizes from one of the local gangs into a wall. He watches him for a while, not interrupting until the thugs are mostly dealt with. Then he lets out a low whistle.]

Nothing like working out your frustrations out on a couple of shitheads, is there?

[batricide]

Nope.

[ It's hard to miss Jason's presence. Damian wipes his knuckles off, glancing from the unconscious thugs to his older brother.

It's still weird to see him. To hear that voice. It's weird to not be the last Robin standing anymore. Even if he thinks the rest of the family wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Damian, being Damian, takes that first meeting with Tim and Cass as everything they think of him.

If he pretends hard enough, the feeling is mutual. ]

[batburgers]

[With a jump and a flip off the edge of the fire escape, Jason drops onto the ground with a lighter thud than one might expect for a person of his height and bulk.]

What did these goons do to get on your bad side?

[batricide]

They broke the law.

[ As if that's justification enough. Granted, they were going after anyone who looked helpless, but this might be overkill.

One guy isn't really looking like he'll ever be able to walk again. ]