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Roman’s gaze focused intently on the figure standing before, the pupils of his eyes almost disappearing as they shrank down to the size of pinpricks from the sheer anger he felt. There was noticable tension in his jawline as he fought against the urge to launch himself bodily at his foe, gloved fingers twitching - itching desperately for his guns. Even though he’d never seen what the man looked like beneath his outfit, Roman could only imagine the smirk he must be wearing beneath his mask right now. Only Red Hood could be that cocky, so brazen as to flaunt himself before a foe he knew wanted him dead in the most horrifying, agonizing ways possible. Dark eyes roved up and down the familiar figure, taking in the sight of that leather jacket, the black body armor adorned with the symbol of a blood-red bat reminiscent of Gotham’s Protector. Roman hated that symbol but more importantly he hated the one who shamelessly wore it, gaze flicking up to look into those blank white eyes staring right back at him. Roman hated that helmet. He hated the way he covered himself up, shielding his body from other people’s bullets and especially his own. He hated the way he spoke and act, interfering in Black Mask’s business without fearing repercussion. He hated the way he spoke and act, interfering in the business of Black Mask so fearlessly. What the hell gave him the right to do as he pleased? Roman despised it all, loathing every square inch of him. ”Still haven’t got yourself a new look, Red Hood? Can’t say I’d like it any better than the current one but maybe I’ll enjoy the sounds you’ll be making when I beat your face to a bloody pulp.”