those who died are justified;

[reneger]

WHO: jason todd + various
WHERE: ~~everywhere~~
WHEN: August 9th-16th ish
WHAT: grungefest dates, disappointing siblings, ruining markus' life, etc etc
NOTES OR WARNINGS: booze, bad flirting / vague discussion of torture, murder, and child abuse in damian's thread

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[reneger]

( he's going with "no", and laughing hard. it's loud, obnoxious even but it's not faked like jason's laughter usually is. the corners of his eyes crinkle, lips spread into a genuine grin. )

I am a millennial. Maybe I'm just trying to make the nineties live on.

[saviorexe]

["No" was the right answer, and there's something contagious about laughter, as the saying goes. Markus isn't even inclined to large bursts of it, usually just allows himself a wide grin and a huff of amusement -- but this time, he does laugh. Just a little, lost in the strength of Jason's.]

Well, there you go. I'm right, aren't I?

[He shrugs.]

I wasn't around in the nineties, but dressing you up appropriately would be my contribution to helping it live on, anyway.

[reneger]

( not right, but jason would walk around in 90s grunge just to irritate a few specific folks. a step forward and jason's moving again, urging markus to follow along. )

Should I give you my measurements? ( murmured soft, teasing. ) So you can find the perfect pair of acid washed jeans.

( this is his life now: walking around with a fleshy android discussing 90s clothes. jason can accept that. )

[saviorexe]

[It isn't a bad thing, these ridiculous moments. They need a smattering of them now and again, to divvy up the unkind reality of their situation as a whole.

Acid washed jeans and all.

He raises his brow, giving Jason a challenging, if somewhat playful, look.]

You think I wouldn't?

[reneger]

( there's a pause. and then markus receives a message over their implant: generic sizes that new amsterdam runs in and exact measurements: bust, hips, waist, shoulders, arms, legs, you know

the important bits. )

I'm hoping you will.