august catch-all.

[reneger]

Who: jason todd & misc
What: wolfing around, tdm prompts, misc other things.
When: august - september..ish.
Where: milton, mostly.

Content Warnings: tdm warnings may apply, will add on others as needed!

Comments

[reneger]

( on one hand, he hasn't figured out how exactly he wants to do the whole, we're brothers but also tim's from back when jason was in his... angry at everything phase and therefore, hadn't really known him outside of the murder attempts, considering tim was brought in after jason keeled over thing with everyone.

on the other, )

I've got dibs, y'know. Dibs called way before your dibs.

( don't actually fuck up tim, wynonna, that'd put them at odds. )

[pacificator]

Yeah, well, better make good on your dibs before the next time he decides to break into my house.

[ The kid looks kind of familiar, actually. Has she somehow seen him around and just forgotten? ]

Or anyone's house. He should just knock it off with the break-ins in general, actually.

[reneger]

( honestly? fair. tim's not going to stop breaking into people's houses, that's just - tim being tim. jason pulls a lot of the same shit, he's not judging. but also. )

Just break his face next time.

[pacificator]

Fine. But he's on a one-strike system.

[ She squints at the kid, trying to place him. ]

Do I know you?

[reneger]

( technically? yes. but does jason want to admit to it? no. it is wynonna though, he doubts it'd hurt anything. )

I dunno, do you?

[pacificator]

[ Her eyes narrow as she stares at him, taking in the semi-familiar curves and lines of his face, the very familiar way he stares her right back down—

Then shrugs, apparently happy to wave it off. ]

Like I can tell children apart.

[reneger]

( fair. most kids with enough baby fat on them look pretty similar, in a way. and jason, while small now, definitely isn't when he isn't fucked by whatever that old lady did to him. )

I'm Tim's evil clone, Jim.

( with a small, toothy grin that doesn't quite fit on his face. )

Or maybe he's the evil clone.

[pacificator]

[ She considers that for a moment, then remembers: she doesn't give a shit. ]

Yeah, I'd believe that. He's definitely someone's evil twin. Clone. Whatever.

Why are you killing him, again?

[reneger]

I hate his face.

( this is not anywhere close to the actual reason for threatening him, but it's close enough to count. )

[pacificator]

Fair enough.

[ As far as she's concerned, it's absolutely enough of a reason.

But, also, she's just not interested enough in chatting with some twelve year old to find out more about it. Wynonna half-turns, lifting a hand in farewell. ]

See you around, kid. Good luck with the murdering.