not deaths bitch | jason todd

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[ eleven : expressions ]

THE EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE WASN'T EASY to read. Anger? Disappointment? Fear? All of those played on his face.
"What were you thinking?!" His voice raised, Bruce stood behind him with a cold look on his scowling face. Anastasia stood there taking his upset cries.
"You could have died! Why would you go with him?! Why would you go on the stage?!" She regret some of the night before, but she didn't regret going with the villain to his apartment.

She looked at her feet waiting for Bruce to interject, but he didn't. "This is why I didn't want you to come back!" Inside Tasi was ready to punch him, but she let him continue. "I knew you were going to get sappy over Jason!"
Dick had taken it a step too far, she missed the boy more than ever she knew he was always going to be a part of her; alive or not. Bruce placed his hand on the first robin's shoulder, trying to ease him away from the topic. Instead he flicked the billionaire's hand off of him and continued to yell.
"So the first chance you get you go sleeping around! Completely ignoring the mission !"

She snapped. "Oh yeah, you're one to talk you fucking shit head!" Her hands became fist and she came closer to him, letting her voice go higher than his. "How many girls have you slept with Dickie Bird? How many one night stands have I caught you coming back from at six in the morning!"

Bruce sat there, knowing full and well this argument was in between his old proteges and them only.

"That's not the point!" He panted, catching his breath before screaming again, "the mission was to find out information about him! Not fuck him silly! Nor was it to strip around a pole in front of tons of old men!"

"Maybe I should have just stayed in California, this mission is complete bullshit!" Dick face scrunched up, before he threw a comeback, "you're right, we should have never have called you, you're just as useless as Jason was!"

Her rage grew and grew, the last thing he should have been doing was tempting a girl raised by an Al Ghul. "He wasn't useless." Anastasia muttered under her breath waiting for Dick to proceed with his negative comments.

"The last thing we needed was a little shit who stole tires off the bat mobile!"

wack.

She had punched Dick right across the face, a crimson liquid oozing from his nose. Her vision was blurry with tears, he could insult her all he wanted but mentioning Jason like that was too much.

"Just because he was your replacement doesn't mean you can run your fucking mouth about him!" She swung again but this time it did less damage.

Instead of storming off to her own room Tasi rushed into Jason's old room. Falling onto his bed she wished she could feel his warmth again. He might have been a pain in the ass at times but he was her everything.

Soon, when she had calmed down she bounced down the grand stairs of Wayne manor and into the kitchen to meet Alfred Pennyworth.
"Greetings Miss Tasi, is there anything I can do for you?" Tasi nodded, "I need a ride."

~

Seating herself at a bar seat at the restaurant Tasi waited for someone to take her order. With the menu in her hand she skipped to the alcoholic drink list.
"You ready to order?" A masculine voice asked, she turned her head and met eyes with her waiter.
"Yeah, I'll get one Malibu sunset cocktail." He laughed, she raised her eyebrow, "is there something wrong?" He shook his head,
"isn't it a bit early for a cocktail?" She frowned, "who are you to judge?"

"Jack Daniels." Tasi giggled, he gave her a puzzeled expression as a strand of his black hair fell into his eyes. "Like the drink?" 

"Yeah, yeah, like the drink!" He smiled, leaving to fetch her drink. She sighed, rubbing her temple trying to calm down her headache. Tasi kept replaying the fight between her and Dick. She felt a small amount of guilt for giving him a broken nose but he knew he had it coming.

Jack was in her gaze and she couldn't stop looking, he was a very good looking man, she licked her lips but remembered the harsh words Dick had said to her. She didn't want to be that girl who was sleeping around with everyone guy she met but at the same time she didn't want to be that girl still hung over from her ex.

That's what made Tasi different, though. Jason and her hadn't split, he died.

Tapping her fingers on the table in a repeating pattern she couldn't help but loose focus of the world around her. Things had been stressful, this shitty mission, the dynamics back at the manor and the new heart stealing villain; Red Hood.

"One Malibu Sunset Cocktail for?..." Jack had come back with her drink, she sent a dashing smile towards him, "Laura." She made up, "Laura Anderson."

"Well Laura Anderson, I'm getting off my shift you wouldn't mind if I came and sat with you." His voice was trailing off, Tasi could easily read body langue, she saw the tips of his ears getting pink and his fingers fidgeting.  A nervous wreak of a boy.

"Of course not!" He smiled brightly going back behind the counter. Realizing she had forgotten to pay she called to Jack, "no worries." He told her with a small grin, "it's on me."