My Personal Characterization Of Jason Filled With Lazarus Pit Rage Is Something Like:

My personal characterization of Jason filled with Lazarus Pit Rage™ is something like:

Tim, Red Robin, comes to the Cave after a very physical fight, leaving him with some joints not bending the right way. Jason, the only person already there, is the one to give him medical assistance, since leaving dislocated joints like that isn't the most painless process.

Jason, though verbally begruginly, helps him up to the cot and starts working on placing them back. One particular scream gets past the cloth in Tim's mouth, being that he refused being locally anesthesiated – which is also malpractice – sending Jason into unwanted memories of the smell of blood and gunpowder, sounds of screams and laughter.

From Tim's prespective, Jason sets his shoulder, stills, and proceeds to grip his forearm so hard he believes he just fractured both bones, pulling and pulling until the shoulder pops back out.

Tim screams out, screams for Jason to stop, struggles to let go. Jason, however, isn't doing any of that, he is still for most part, fixated in a point behind Tim. Tim knows he isn't there, if he were genuinely hurting him, he would've had multiple insults to prove him mentally present. All he can do is calm himself down, as his arm is wrecked so badly he is considering visiting space and looking for a healer.

A ping sounds in the Cave, probably from the batcomputer, it is nothing but a harmless ping, no emergency signal or call from those active. Probably a confirmation of apprehended wrongdoers.

It snaps Jason out of it. He lets go, looking down at his work and back up at Tim's agonising expression. Jason then, not unlike before, loses himself again. Instead taking a more clinical stance, setting the shoulder back and passing a portable x-ray over the arm, executing the procedures purely from muscle memory.

He leaves Tim with his wounds patched up and both arms in slings, one of them heavier than the other. Even leaving a motor wheelchair that they have in case of graver wounds, which works perfectly in this situation.

Tim, decides then, like a fool, not rest and follow Jason. Knowing he woukd rather cool down alone, but not really allowing him to be lonely.

Cannot believe i just found out two of my favourite artists from different fandoms are best friends and regularly table together for cons.

Dick Grayson and colour study!!

He's my boy, to me he is everything <3

Close up under the cut ⬇⬇⬇

I love that eye compliment me on that eye i love it

The face generally is pretty good

And i think jt only too like 2 to 3 hours

WHICH IS AN IMPROVEMENT from last time's 5 hours

Jason would never become an alcoholic or a drug addict, his mother died of an overdose, for gods sake!

Tim however,

I fear if i watch the greatest showman nothing will ever be the same

Ra's is in Gotham

Tim: If you've git a problem, you're gonna have to get through me.

Ras, turning around to find tim: Ah, if it isn't the Young Detective.

Tim: In the flesh, you still keeping my spleen in a jar on your mantle?

Ras: Yes, and I pray to it every night that you might finally come to your senses

Tim:

Tim: Everyone heard that, right?