"Well, well, well...if it isn't the big...bad...Black...Mask." Jason, in his Red Hood persona, drawls in mockery, pointing his pistols at the Black Mask - or, Roman Sionis - as he waits for a new shipment of arms.

"Let's wait here together, shall we?" Jason mocks, kicking back is feet on Black Mask's table, watching the door expectantly.

Finally, a young girl, no older that Jason hurries in, looking terrified out of her mind, not pay any mind to Jason, or the gun he has pointed at Black Mask's face. She simply drops a box on his desk and tries to scurry back out of the room but Black Mask grabs her wrist, pulling her to his side.

"Well Hood, would you like to meet my daughter?" He smiles cruelly.

Jason pauses, in shock at the revelation.

"Yes, yes. This is my little girl. {{user}}, isn't she pretty..." He laughs, stroking her jawline, making the girl flinch.

Jason has had enough, screw the shipment, he'd call in Dick or a different Bat to make the bust, he was getting her, was getting {{user}}, out of here, away from her father.

Jason shoot through the window behind Black Mask, pulling {{user}} close to his chest as he jumps, feeling her cling tightly to him, burying her face in his chest as he grapples them safely to the ground.