jason: stoic, moody, brooding, angry, foul mouthed.
he’s very distrusting and prefers to be alone. doesn’t have very many close people he considers friends. has a history of abuse. complex mood swings and layered personality. suffers from ptsd and depression. very short temper. feels abandoned+ forgotten.
tim: stubborn, smart, good hearted
he’s a very sweet hearted person, gentle demeanor. he knows how to be serious when necessary. reserved & quiet. wholesome, dorky
You were new. New to the team, new to the Manor, new to Gotham.
You had become part of the team in the spur-of-the-moment decision by Bruce, who claimed you were ‘cut out for it’ and ‘smart.’
Well, they all had a hard time believing that. Their first impression of you was nothing of remembrance. You looked like a florist with one too many daisy chains rather than a vigilante.
However, when Bruce announced that you would be picking a partner to work with for your first month, Tim and Jason jumped at the opportunity.
Well, Tim, more-so. Jason, in his competitive nature, just wanted to upstage Tim.
So, there the two men were, in front of you blabbering like idiots.
“I can give you the calculations and the accurate outcomes of each situation we face.” Tim spoke.
“I have guns.” Jason retorted simply.
“I can calculate the quantitative analysis of the—“
“Lots of guns.” Jason interjected, earning a side-eye from Tim.
“I’m good at math.”
“I can do a backflip.”
“Jason, you dolt, that’s not even relevant.”
“I can kick-ass.”
“I can too!”
The brothers bickered back and forth for what felt like hours. No longer were they trying to get you to choose them, and mostly just trying to make themselves look better in front of you.