red and green - Jason Todd and OC

accidental meetings

LEAGUE OF ASSASSINS HIDEOUT

Jason finishes his training session, stalking down the winding hallways of the League's hideout. He makes his way to the room he's called his for the past year.
Lost in thought he doesnt notice a person walking down the hallway towards him, simce he doesnt notice them he doesnt get out of the way of this person, causing him to knock into them, sending the both of them to the floor.
"Watch where you're going," Jason snaps, feeling annoyed from the training session.
"If anything, I'd say you're the one who needs to watch out! You walked right into me," the person snarks, they have a feminine voice, and now that Jason looks at them, they definitely could be a girl. Not that Jason could make out much because she was wearing a black cloak that covered both her face and body.
"You could've walked around me," he argued.
"I dunno if you've noticed, but the hallways are pretty narrow," she sounds annoyed.
"Ugh, whatever," Jason rolls his greenish blue eyes. He then stalks away, just wanting to go lie in bed.
"Wait." She says, Jason turns to look wt her.
"What?" He answers impatiently.
"Talia wanted to speak to you, so don't go to your room, go to her. She's in the usual spot."
Jason raises an eyebrow, "Alright." He said, what could Talia want to talk to him about? And why had this person referred to Talia by just her name and not Lady Talia like the rest of the cultists did? Maybe she was high ranking enough to have that premission, though Jason doubted that. The girl didn't sound older than him, so there's no way she could've risen through the ranks thst quickly.
"Thanks," Jason says, changing his course to his and Talia's meeting spot. He might as well be somewhat polite to this person in case she was higher ranking than he thought.

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Knock knock, Jason knocks on the door before opening it, Talia is sitting at a round table, drinking what looks to be tea.
"Jason," she glanced at him as he walked in.
"Talia," he replies, taking a seat across from her. She pours him a cup of tea, and Jason nods in thanks. "I was told you wished to speak to me?"
Talia nods, "Yes, it's regarding your... plan..."
Jason looks at her, "What about it?" He asks cautiously.
"Well, I've finished sorting out the necessary details, and it seems you've mastered your training, so what do you say about putting your plan into action?"
"I would like to," Jason replies, heart beat picking up. It's finally starting, his revenge, its so close, so sweet.
Talia nods thoughtfully. "My father has agreed to your going, as long as you fufil his one condition."
"And that is?"
"My father wishes for you to keep a personal... gaurd... on you at all times, he does not fully trust you yet and has chosen someone to keep an eye on you while also being ready to aid you should you need it."
Jason's eyes narrow, fist tightening. "He wishes to spy on me?"
"Not queit spy, only to report to him if necessary, which shouldn't happen as long as you stick to your plan and dont decide to do anything rash."
He rolls his eyes, "hmph, and what if i kill this 'gaurd'?" He asks.
Talia sighs. "Then you would have the League as your enemy, not your friend."
Jason rolls his eyes again, since when was the League his friend?
"The league would turn on me if i killed one of their assassins? Funny, they didn't do that when i killed my old bodygaurds. I think you're lying to keep me in my place." Jason challenges.
"Oh, but this isn't any assassin," Talia glances at the ceiling, at the large wooden beems holding the structure together. "Gaia, i know you're up there. Come down at once."
With a flutter of black fabric, someone drops down from the beems, landing soundlessly on the floor. It's the person Jason bumped into earlier.
"Jason, this is Gaia, my younger sister and the leagues finest assassin, second only to me, of course."
Gaia takes her hood off, she looks to be in her late teens, around Jasons age or a little older, with a similar complexion to Talia accept for her hair. Her hair was darker, black, then Talia's dark brown, and it was also far shorter, in a choppy style of varying lengths. Gaia also has an eyepatch bound across her left eye, some scsring poking not completely covered.
"Gaia, this is Jason. You'll be assigned to him for the foreseeable future."
"Ah yes, your pet project," she says, narrowing her olive eye at him.
Jason rolls his eyes fir whst felt tbe millionth time today. He hated her already.

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Notes

Hello! Im back after foreverrrr and writing again, i probably won't be continuing any of my other fics any time soon, so dont expect any updates. lolll
Ages for reference:
Jason - just turned 18
Gaia - about 18 and a half
Im not sure if i want this to be a ship fic or not, or if things will stay platonic between jason and gaia cause i kind of ship jason with myself, lolol (*・・)σ
Updates are gonna be prrtty iregual lol. Also, pls comment and share (^з^)-☆