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Jason Todd ([personal profile] deadbirdarising) wrote in [personal profile] prettyredbird 2025-04-25 08:03 pm (UTC)

Jason's gaze flicked to Tim as soon as the younger man appeared, expression neutral as he watched him approach. He watched Tim the way a well fed wolf watched a deer: Assessing the meal, but too sated to bother with the hunt. It was a look that would leave most uneasy, the stare of a predator who'd chosen on a whim not to eat you today. But Tim was not most people and Jason felt no real need to hide himself from the younger man.

Then he blinked and the look was gone, replaced instead with a scoff and a flick of ash in Tim's direction.

"Hey! Insult me all you want, but you leave my baby alone. She ain't done nothing to you, show some respect." There was no edge to the words, however, and Jason pushed off the hood to lazily make his way back over to the driver's side. Along the way he flicked his butt, then slid into the driver's side of the wide bench style seat with practiced ease.

For as meticulous as Jason had been to preserve the exterior as original as possible, the inside was another beast all together. He'd upgraded the whole system, adding a modern sleekness to the powerhouse of a muscle car. With the press of a button, the car rumbled to life and darkened touch screen in the center dash came to life as Jason reached out to touch it. Most of the options on the screen were fairly standard: Music, phone calls, temperature controls....but at the top corners were slide overs labeled 'Defense' on the left and 'Other' on the right. A light touch of a calloused finger and music thrummed through the space, then Jason was easing the car out into traffic.

"You tell anyone about where I'm about to take you and you'll wish you'd gone to Ra's. Got it?"

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