-Rank: Nobody
-District Gamma
-Red Hood helmet (night vision)
-Wooden Dagger
-Fighter at Cania
I am
No one's son
Jason Todd. The Second Robin. Red Hood. Don't waste my time with pathetic talks about morality. [Citta Alveare]

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Lost Soul [Open-Intro]

livefromrhythmridge:

Noisemaster easily picked up on Red’s implication, and he didn’t really care for it. No one bossed him around, not even his boss. Still, a guy like Red wasn’t really a guy he wanted to piss off for such a small thing. Hell, a guy like Red would be useful to keep around. A real tough nut.

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Yeah, yeah, sure thing, Red,“ Noisemaster replied, maintaining his sickeningly upbeat attitude. "Ain’t like I’m gonna go huntin’ down info on my own, but if I pick up any good deets, I’ll shoot ‘em by ya.”

Good. He seemed to have gained a sort of ally in that city. More of an informer now that he thought about it, but it still worked in his favour. He met a few people already, and he had to establish the fact that he wasn’t all fun and game; sure, he could be more carefree but he had his eyes set on the prize, and that was, getting what was his back.

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"Much appreciated”, Jason nodded as he looked down at the smaller creature. “I’ll see you around.”, he added as he lazily waved at him and set off.

# livefromrhythmridge
# para:noisemaster1
# [sure thing wrapping this up for you]
# [thanks for taking my intro!]