Jason is a w00bie. This is also the only Jason story I've been able to finish in *two weeks*. Argh.
Title: And strain our banish'd eyes
Summary: This isn't a game. Jason knows that.
Author's Notes: Inspired by a chat with __marcelo.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters described herein; DC has all.
Part of him thinks he should be wearing bright colors or spandex or some shit like that. The rest of him knows better.
He's not playing Halloween anymore. He's got a job to do.
He's not doing this for revenge or justice or a cause. He's doing it because this is his city, and he's sick of people ruining her and people who don't fucking *get* it.
Like Bruce.
Like *Batman*. Like Robin.
Jason wears body armor because he's pissed and he's reckless, but he's not stupid. Jason wears a helmet because he doesn't want Bruce knowing he's here yet. Needs more time. Jason wears a dark leather jacket and a white shirt and dark, tight pants and black combat boots because he's a street kid, like he always was, and *this* is his uniform.
He's not a fucking soldier, and he's nobody's son but Gotham's.
Slips on the gloves because he doesn't want fingerprints, either, and he picks up the knife Talia gave him and goes to work.
-- Finis
Summary: This isn't a game. Jason knows that.
Author's Notes: Inspired by a chat with __marcelo.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters described herein; DC has all.
Part of him thinks he should be wearing bright colors or spandex or some shit like that. The rest of him knows better.
He's not playing Halloween anymore. He's got a job to do.
He's not doing this for revenge or justice or a cause. He's doing it because this is his city, and he's sick of people ruining her and people who don't fucking *get* it.
Like Bruce.
Like *Batman*. Like Robin.
Jason wears body armor because he's pissed and he's reckless, but he's not stupid. Jason wears a helmet because he doesn't want Bruce knowing he's here yet. Needs more time. Jason wears a dark leather jacket and a white shirt and dark, tight pants and black combat boots because he's a street kid, like he always was, and *this* is his uniform.
He's not a fucking soldier, and he's nobody's son but Gotham's.
Slips on the gloves because he doesn't want fingerprints, either, and he picks up the knife Talia gave him and goes to work.
-- Finis