To catch a Hood

[broodingbat]

Rex hadn't taken much convincing.  Not when faced with the Bat in a darkened alley.  Like most of his ilk, the rich brat was a coward at heart.  That had been just after dark.  He's cutting it close.  Possibly.  Since there is no way to know when Jason will act.  Hopefully tonight.  He can't imagine that Jason would leave an abuser alone and chance

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[angry_robin]

Rex Baston.
The Sweet Prince has four complaints for domestic violence to his credit and only ONE ongoing lawsuit. And for a lesser crime.
Power of Baston Senior's money.

Some fathers would do ANYTHING for their children.

Others just don't.

According to the paparazzi, Baston's current girlfriend's named Anna Liza Fuller. And Anna Liza FUller went to the hospital ONCE, two months ago, with a few bruises and THREE broken teeth. She said "I fell down the stairs". Figures.

Statistically, women who date violent motherfuckers have a much higher tendency to fall down the stairs.

Violent motherfuckers instead only rarely fly from balconies.

Woo~oosh. Splatter. Street pizza.Rex Baston is the kind of shitbag who deserves a good dick trim. And when Red Hood is finished with him, the tool will need a catheter installed on his crotch in order not to piss on his very feet every blasted morning of his bloody life

[broodingbat]

It's the barest flicker of movement and isn't close enough to register on the sensors. But he knows. Jason has arrived. Even if the man has thermal optics, the cape and cowl will hide him, just as the shadows will from the eyes.

He doesn't move. Jason has to come to him. It's the only way he can spring his trap.

[angry_robin]

There are three main types of door alarm systems: beam of light system, motion detection system, magnetic strip system.

The first two are the easiest to defuse. The third one is a tad bitchier. And Baston has one of the latter type.
Not that THAT's a problem. Jason was trained to disable tougher alarms when he was in junior high.
Learn a trade for a rainy day and all that jazz.

The trick? Take your time to dig out the magnetic strip and then remove the little son of a bitch.
It's all it takes.

Now, if Rexie is out sowing his wild oats, Jason will just sit there and wait for his return.
If the Sweet Prince is in bed instead, the whole dick trimming process will just be duck soup.
And if, as Jason thinks, all that's just a frigging ambush, well...
... his fingers trail down the edge of the Kriss's holster.

He cuts a hole in the glass, unlocks the door from inside and takes a step in.

[broodingbat]

The Bat waits silently in his shadow. Patient. He can be patient. He has to be, since he's only going to get one chance at this.

Thoughts of Jason were one of the things that preoccupied his mind as he recovered in the aftermath of his coma. He's comes up with scenery and plans. Counter-plans and even more back-ups. But they all rely on one thing: What Jason chooses to do, how he'll expose himself.

He has to get Jason home. He needs to get him help. Somehow. Somehow he has to. Communicate. Make Jason understand.

It will happen. First....

He waits for Jason to be moving through the window before he fires with the expanding plasmoid pellets, the ones that turn into a goopy, sticky mass on impact.