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jumpscares2015-09-06 11:18 am
knightbynight) wrote in jumpscares2015-09-06 11:18 am
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▶ WHO: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent
▶ DATE: 7-28 (I think?)
▶ WARNINGS: Only if you need warned for excessive snark.
▶ SUMMARY: Superman meets Batman.
Bruce had done a remarkably thorough job of removing himself from either sense of identity he had, between the lack of money, lack of Gotham and having killed.
It was really the last that he couldn't reconcile. The fact that what he had killed was already dead and in defense of someone who was fully alive was... irrelevant to how he viewed the action. He had become the merciless thing that Ra's had tried to turn him into.
By and large he 'handled' that by not handling it at all. By working harder to be a useful presence here. To find supplies, to work on technology and development of what they needed and by making sure that if he left the compound he left alone.
He was just back from one of those excursions when he saw Superman. He was still wearing his body armor, gauntlets, boots even, but he wasn't bothering with the cowl. The cowl was Batman, and Batman didn't kill. He had, therefore -
Yeah, he was a little mentally fucked.
All his reasoning about identity still applied. Most of the people here who knew Batman didn't know him anyway.
He stopped, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. "Can you be infected by what is happening here? Do you know?"
He was great at small talk. He also had an idea.
▶ DATE: 7-28 (I think?)
▶ WARNINGS: Only if you need warned for excessive snark.
▶ SUMMARY: Superman meets Batman.
Bruce had done a remarkably thorough job of removing himself from either sense of identity he had, between the lack of money, lack of Gotham and having killed.
It was really the last that he couldn't reconcile. The fact that what he had killed was already dead and in defense of someone who was fully alive was... irrelevant to how he viewed the action. He had become the merciless thing that Ra's had tried to turn him into.
By and large he 'handled' that by not handling it at all. By working harder to be a useful presence here. To find supplies, to work on technology and development of what they needed and by making sure that if he left the compound he left alone.
He was just back from one of those excursions when he saw Superman. He was still wearing his body armor, gauntlets, boots even, but he wasn't bothering with the cowl. The cowl was Batman, and Batman didn't kill. He had, therefore -
Yeah, he was a little mentally fucked.
All his reasoning about identity still applied. Most of the people here who knew Batman didn't know him anyway.
He stopped, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. "Can you be infected by what is happening here? Do you know?"
He was great at small talk. He also had an idea.
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"Yes? I used it all the time. Though I guess it's different in a big city."
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The fuck? "You can fly."
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"So? Just because I can doesn't mean I do it all the time. I like using a bike. I also like walking."
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