Jason Todd is the Red Hood. (renegade_robin) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-03-18 16:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | bruce wayne/batman, jason todd/red hood |
WHO: Batman & the Red Hood
WHAT: It's a TRAAAAAAAAAP!
WHEN: Late evening. Very late.
WHERE: Lawrence, Kansas. Downtown streets.
RATING: Probably not pretty. Unless you like to look at Bruce and Jason. In that case, it might be pretty. Maybe.
Luring Batman out had been easy. All Jason had to do was whip up something worthy of his attention - currently known as his wild police car escapade - and play everything off from there. As far as Bruce knew, Jason was engulfed in the role of first class drunken moron. Stealing police cars, bragging about it on the boards, challenging Bruce to a bit of one-on-one time. The old man probably thought that he'd be able to drop Jason easy. What he didn't know was that Jason had faked the entire thing. Yes, he had stolen the police car. He had to seem convincing and that wasn't going to happen if there weren't any reports of a missing vehicle buzzing through the station downtown, now was it? What Jason hadn't done was actually get drunk. He wanted Batman unprepared. He wanted to throw him off his game, just long enough for him to follow through on the future-Bruce's advice. And so, because of his grand theatrical performance, Jason had to play the part. The car would only get him but so far - if he didn't look drunk, why would Bruce genuinely believe that he was? With a clumsy turn of his head, Jason swerved the cop car to the right, then violently jerked it back into place. Tires screeched violently in turn, making the unstable police vehicle more than enough eye candy for anyone who might be looking for a car stolen by a drunk.
As it right on cue, Bruce's final message flashed across his cell screen. Blue eyes flicked up to the rear view mirror, taking in the familiar dark shape that was pursuing him.
Gotcha.
With a purposefully unsteady grip on the wheel, Jason turned the police car into an abandoned - for the night, at least - parking lot. Rather than up and parking right then and there, Jason drove the car unevenly down to the front end of the business building that the parking lot belonged to, hit the brakes as if he were attempting to park, and then missed the actual braking distance by several feet. As a result, the front end of the police car collided with a pole. The pole held, as it was a sturdy old thing, but the front end of whatever poor cop this car belonged to was trashed.
Jason, fully prepared for the impact, braced himself. His head hit the steering wheel, which was bound to leave an unfortunate mark on his face as a result, but beyond that he knew that he was fine. Nonetheless, he kept his head down. The more incapable that Bruce thought he was, the better a chance he'd have at surprising him. With that in mind, Jason waited. He knew the Bat would be along very, very soon.