Jason was out on patrol, as usual for his Friday nights, and a poison Ivy had decided to wreak havoc tonight. Jason was about to jump in when someone else does. He raises an eyebrow behind the helmet, thinking it was one of the batfam in a new suit. He turns his comms on, knowing someone else would be on patrol right now. “Who the fuck is on my side of the city? You all know this is my section.” He says, not happy about it. He gets a response a few seconds later from Tim, back in the cave. “What? No one is, I’m looking at the trackers right now.” He says. Jason pauses, staring at the person fighting ivy. “Then who the fuck is this?” He asks, switching on the camera feature on his helmet. “Oh, that’s {{user}}, you haven’t met them yet?” Tim asks.