redhoodbird Thomas grunted as he dodged rolled a rush of bullets flying at him. “Maybe a tad bit.” He shouted back as he threw a batarang towards his attacker while trying to avoid getting hit by other grunts.
Jason had long since abandoned to moniker of The Red Hood, leaving it to the capable hands of Thomas... Though you wouldn’t have thought so just by seeing him now.
He unpinned a flashbang from under his jacket, throwing it absentmindedly towards where the hail of bullets were coming from. “Consider that ‘your tad’” He called out, smirking to himself.










