[closed]

[fledges]

WHO: Kate, Jason and Damian
WHERE: New Amsterdam (a bunch of places, probably)
WHEN: Late February
WHAT: The crew has to deal with Maeda. Again (':
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Body horror, loss of limbs.

Kate doesn’t intentionally hide where she’s going from Damian. In fact, she doesn’t even think of it. She’s told him she’s interested in whatever that guy who stabbed him is really involved with, and after that, she just… doesn’t update him. She hasn’t found anything concrete yet, so it doesn’t seem worth giving him a play-by-play of all the dead ends.

So, as usual, she just tells him she’s going out and leaves. She doesn’t have a set destination in mind, really, but eventually her digging leads her to one of the fighting clubs, because of course it does. She’s still not really sure who stabbed Damian—she doesn’t even have a name—but spending so much time here is starting to give her a better sense of who always participates, who always seems to win despite the odds, who seems legit and who doesn’t.

It happens while she’s minding her business. Kate’s watching a fight, untouched drink in hand, when someone sidles up behind her. The place is so packed that she notices it, but dismisses it, and then suddenly there’s a hand covering her mouth, a jab in her shoulder. Apparently these things are so commonplace that no one even blinks when she sags to the ground and is summarily dragged out.

The rest happens in odd snatches—Kate’s aware, vaguely, that the man holding her knows Damian, blames Damian, from bits of his conversations she hears. He isn’t the one holding her for long, though. Eventually, she’s handed over to someone else. All she hears is the scuffle and a body hitting the floor before she’s hauled off again.

When Kate tries to escape, they aren’t particularly gentle in convincing her to stay put, and it doesn’t take long for Kate to decide she’s far outnumbered and just… wait. Surely an opportunity to get the hell out of here will present itself. No guard can pay perfect attention forever, right?

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cw child abuse mentions

[reneger]

( it's a lesson being burned into damian's flesh but it's not one he deserves. pissing off maeda was jason's doing. it was his fight. it was his stupid move that started all of this and now it's--it's not him who is paying for it, but damian. he's fine, physically; a few bruises, nothing that won't heal easy but the ache in his chest only gets stronger, spreads to his gut and it feels like it's going to eat him alive.

(it just might. knowing all of this was his fault, his doing, and here damian is down a goddamn arm because jason todd couldn't clean up his own problems. he almost wishes bruce were here, his bruce. so he could tell him how badly he fucked up until it made bruce angry enough to take it out on him. having the physical pain to back up the mental typhoon going on would feel a lot better)

but life doesn't work that way, does it. the mess he is under the surface can't solve jack shit for everything else. but the mask does it's job of hiding it. jason bites the inside of his cheek until it bleeds, waits until he can start to move and. shoves an unsteady arm under him, then the other. tries to push himself up to his feet and when it fails the first time tries again.

kate has damian, there's nothing else he can do. there's no words he can offer to fix it.

so he tries to get unsteady legs to run him right out to where the assholes responsible are making their getaway instead. )

[batricide]

[ it was a stupid move. he could yell at her, tell her off for putting her nose into things she didn't understand. he could fight her, he could throw her out of his life and cut her off.

instead he brings his remaining hand up to gently clasp the back of her head, pressing their heads together. ]

We need to get out of here... Get Jason.

[ he's pretty sure he's going to pass out. the wound might be cauterized, but that doesn't mean this place is clean enough for it to be open and exposed in. and, beyond that, the sheer amount of trauma his body just went through cannot be good for it.

what the fuck is he going to do?

at least talia had ensured he was raised to be ambidextrous. ]

[fledges]

[He's right. She doesn't have time for guilt or panic or grief, even though all those things are threatening to choke her right now. There's no way she can ever apologize enough or make this up to him, but Jason is probably about to do something stupid, and the only thing that matters right now is that Damian needs help. Get it together, Bishop.

She straightens, sucks in a shaky breath, and wipes the tears from her cheeks.]

Jason.

[Thankfully, her voice comes out stern and no nonsense, not the trembling mess she was expecting.]

I can't carry him alone. We need to get him to a doctor.

[reneger]

( he's almost out the entrance. almost able to get his legs steady under him. soon he'll chase those assholes down, show them what it feels like to lose part of themselves but--kate says his name, and it's enough to grab his attention. jason pauses in place, takes a deep breath in.

turns himself right back around and walks over to damian and kate. gets down on his knees in front of damian and leans forward to slide his arms under his shoulders and knees to carefully pick him up.

doesn't say a goddamn word, because those aren't going to help him right now. )

[batricide]

[ he grits his teeth, hissing through his teeth as he's moved and the missing part of him feels it. his remaining arm circles around his brother's neck for stability, breath coming out in a pained huff.

he's going to kill her. he's going to kill her. he's not wearing a domino mask to cover his face, there was no point in that, there's nothing to hide the sharp widening of his eyes. ]

[fledges]

[Kate should have expected Jason to just lift Damian like he's nothing, but somehow she didn't, and she's left scrambling to her feet to follow. Her implant tells her there are a few hospitals nearby, but suddenly she's realizing how out of the loop she is on this entire situation, and she doesn't know if where they go matters.]

Where do you want to go? Is there anywhere we should avoid?

[At least she can lose herself in the logistics and keep the breakdown at bay.]

[reneger]

( jason--has no idea what the fuck is going on either. maeda had been quiet for so long, he doesn't know what started this again but he's--not going to ask. instead, he carefully adjusts damian into what he hopes is a semi-comfortable position, can't--even look at where his arm used to be.

instead he's standing himself up and turning around towards the exit. pausing to make sure his footing's stable before he takes a step (soft, soft as he can) towards the entrance.

tries to get his voice steady before he speaks, but it's still hoarse and broken. )

My bike's outside. If you can grab it and the hood and stash them, I'll--get him to a hospital and send you the room number.

[batricide]

[ for once he doesn't offer up an argument. there's no stubborn assurances of being fine or not needing to do that, just damian gritting his teeth and trying not to focus on how stupid he feels for being this helpless. he could probably walk now, get himself there, but that feels like wasted effort. ]

We... [ pause. steadying his voice. ]</small Need a cover story.

[fledges]

[Kate's steps slow for the barest second. The selfish part of her wants to tell Jason he's nuts if he thinks she's leaving Damian, but she knows he's right. They can't just leave the bike out, and she can't carry Damian. Still, despite her best attempts, some of that reluctance leaks into her voice.]

Are you two going to be okay?

[reneger]

No, we won't be.

( they're not even all in one piece, but they're not dead either. jason--gets what kate is asking, but he really can't offer any reassurances when the only reason he isn't either falling apart or breaking under anger is because damian is literally missing an arm. jason sends over the keycode to his bike though, then slouches forward enough that kate can yank the helmet off of his head.

taking an id scrambler into the hospital is a shit idea. revealing himself around maeda is also a shit idea, but he's not dropping damian off and leaving him. )

But I'll give you the room number soon as I've got it. ( so he can take off and take his anger out on something that isn't close to damian. )

[batricide]

[ speak for yourself, jason. he grits his teeth. vic stone managed to survive despite being essentially half a head and chunks of spare parts. there's no way in hell he's going to roll over and die from this. ]

Go. We'll be fine.

[ he's awake, speaking through grit teeth. this shit hurts even if jason is being feather light and careful. ]