( bruce was out and about. doing what, damian had observed but deemed it relatively unimportant in the moment given his own intentions, so he had watched. waited for the perfect moment, the perfect opportunity to leap from his own hiding place straight down onto batman himself. he could have been polite, offered a warning noise, any indication that damian had been coming for him, but batman should always be prepared for anything, and if he manages to get surprised by a robin leaping down from above him to attempt to throw their weight onto the back of his shoulders and knock him off balance - well. that sounds like an issue batman needs to resolve sooner rather than later, which clearly means this attack is just here to ensure the man prepares himself. )
[ Bruce has been on high alert since he got here. Not that that's anything new or novel or different, but there's something about being plucked up out of his life and plopped down again without even a hint of a warning that sharpens his awareness. So when Damian is drops from what feels like nowhere, Bruce isn't caught off guard. He shifts instinctively the second he feels Damian's weight hit him, compensating for the sudden impact and countering Damian's momentum before it could tip him forward. ]
( he's still donning the red and blue as he wanders around the apartments. it hasn't been all that long since he'd ended up here and took up residence in... two apartments. is this how damian does it with having two versions of his father here? that must be weird. granted, it's also weird for him to be around a different version of both his mom and dad here, but. they're still very much clark kent and lois lane at their core and he can recognize them enough to know it to be true, so. it's... just A Thing he has to deal with, like damian has to deal with two dads... also he has to deal with a smaller and younger damian, so. you know. yay or whatever.
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??? )
Edited (wait better idea lol) 2025-08-27 19:01 (UTC)
[ Being here isn't ideal. That's why there are safehouses in Nova City. They're defensible. Easy to slip in and out of. Easy to abandon if things went wrong. But it's also the first place the others would look for him and if he's honest, Bruce isn't ready to face any of them. With a couple of rib fractures and his head still feeling like it could split open at any moment, he just wanted a little bit of peace and quiet. Enough space to regroup and figure out what Crane has done with those bombs before this turned into something he couldn't take back.
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. ]
( A companion bot shows up on Christmas morning to deliver a package for Bruce.
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)
Edited (don't mind me, fixing my stupid mistakes) 2025-12-25 19:29 (UTC)
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.
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. ]
( itās a little after their day passes and maybe it had been relatively quiet for his counterpart, too. regardless, heād received the gift from the older man and has decided to return the favor. in the safe house the older man has been frequenting as of late, a gift is left for him. a box. wrapped in black paper and ribbon. when peeled back, heāll find the gift to be a box of white chocolate raspberry cookies. with it, a small card that reads:
[ Bruce lets the question sit because he does not like what it implies. He lets it sit because he does not want to relive any of those memories. But he's asked and he expects an answer. Bruce could lie, and let this conversation die here. But he can't.
( In one of Bruce's safe houses, he'll arrive to find a neatly wrapped gift. Dark papers in shades of black and gray, tied with a stain ribbon. There's a small white card, and written in familiar, neat handwriting: Happy Birthday, Bat. - Cat XO
Inside are two of the same books. Bruce will recognize them as a first edition of a title he'd talked about once. Perhaps one he'd hoped to find with Jason, even. And there's even another card tucked into the second book, for Jason. )
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