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theknightshift) wrote2025-06-30 09:54 am
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UN: Bruce T. Wayne ceo | UN: Batman
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text; un: j
[Attached is a ping of his location.]
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[ heโs still making his way to Jasonโs location ]
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action.
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Too slow, Robin.
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because no bat can ever hide from him. usually.
today in the hallways of the apartments, however, he's on a mission. a mission that involves trying to see if he can locate damian's dad and hope that he knows him. gosh, it would really suck for no one here to know him. he hopes that's not the case.
he's moving outside the apartments from window to window, peering in and trying to get a look for who might be inside. which is... a gamble, to say the least, but! so far so good. nothing to shock or upset him, so. there's that. he does, eventually, spot who looks to be bruce wayne himself in one of them and, coming up to the window, he gives a few good knocks to it, waiting for bruce to catch sight of him so he can wave at him with a hopeful smile there on his face.
hi, mr. wayne??? )
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He's expecting guests. At least eventually. Even if he abandons his apartments and sets up in new ones every few days, his children will find him eventually. What he does not expect is Jon Kent knocking at his window and waving at him. For a minute, he considers not opening the door. But if the kid is looking for him, he should at least see what he needs and there's no intercom to ask. He opens the door and steps out just enough for Jon to see him and Bruce beckons the boy inside. ]
When did you get here?
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text ยป un: robin to batman
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un: R.H. | Text
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text ยป un: robin
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text. un: superboy
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slightly backdated post-fog event? probably from jon's bedside or whatever.
[He's not feeling horrible parental guilt for not being there or anything.]
Sounds good!
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un: 1234567 > un: batman
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christmas gift
The package itself is a elegantly wrapped in dark paper embossed with black designs. Tied around it in an elaborate bow is a black velvet ribbon, it's edges glittering. And inside the package is a framed piece of art. A closer look will show it's a hand painted rendition of a boat he'll likely remember.
The detail is intricate, recreated from a thorough and vivid retelling of a memory from someone who cherishes it.
And tucked into the corner of the frame is a little card, easy to remove. It reads: Merry Christmas, Bat. It was the boat. Love, Cat XOXO )
text. b.
I need to talk to you.
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About?
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txt | private | un: s.kyle to batman
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To what do I owe the pleasure?
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text; un: j
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With?
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action.
whether it's for a short and intentional power nap or an accidental rest at his desk, his eyes close, his shoulders loosen, and it's clear enough to damian that he is out for him to trust him being unconscious for a moment.
a moment in which damian uses to carefully and quietly sneak his way straight over to bruce, careful to remain absolutely silent as he approaches the man just to bring himself right in front of his father and - stare at him. eyes narrow under the domino mask he has still opted to leave on during all hours, and his mouth twists into a scowl - but he doesn't move to touch bruce. does not move himself any closer. give him a few more solid moments of silence, and damian is more than likely to turn himself back around, sift through bruce's things for a moment, then take off right back out the way he came in.
for now?
just the staring. )
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His sleep habits haven't changed much, even if it's not completely necessary to keep his strange hours while Nova City is little more than a ghost town. But he wants to keep an eye on the Tower of Justice and Arkham and he can't do that if he sleeps like a normal person.
But after the mission is over, he finds himself exhausted. Maybe it's the lingering effects of the darkness. Maybe its the weight of just everything bearing down on him.
Whatever the cause, it makes Bruce's eyes heavy and he sits back in the chair he's sitting in and closes his eyes to give them a bit of respite. But not too long. Never too long. The thing is, he's not a heavy sleeper. Damian's entrance is as quiet as he can make it and if you weren't as paranoid as Bruce is, you wouldn't hear it. But Bruce does. He hears the quiet thud of his boots hitting the floor and the almost silent way he crosses the room. And when it stops, Bruce braces for an attack that does not come. So after a moment he opens an eye and looks at Damian standing there. ]
What do you need?
[ "Hello, Damian. Nice to see you." is what he meant to say. ]
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txt | un: s.kyle | private | backdated to after the mission
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[ Terrible. He's terrible. ]
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text. un: superboy
february 20th.
Almost as good as homemade. )
un: R.B. | Text
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Side effects?
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What do you make of the information posted by the user finch?
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[ Mostly. Sort of. ]