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[the_caped_crusader]

WHO: Bruce Wayne/Batman & OTA
WHERE: The imPort cities
WHEN: Throughout October
WHAT: Batmans gon' bat
WARNINGS: IDK my BFF Batman??? (Will edit if necessary)



Bruce | De Chima | OTA

[ throughout the month, you'll find bruce around de chima, likely coming from one of his many appointments regarding the new clinic he's building. while his gait shows no sign of fatigue, the darkness under his eyes ultimately betrays him. early in the morning you'll find him buying a cup of coffee-- black before heading towards the empty site of the clinic where bulldozers and construction equipment of all kinds begins to amass. he pulls off his jacket on this unusually warm day. you'll see him speaking to the foreman briefly before they conclude their business and he leaves to make his way towards wayne enterprises. ]

Batman | Maurtia Falls | OTA

[ while bruce has made de chima his home, maurtia falls leans closer to gotham than any of the other cities, which may be why he's concentrated more of his efforts here lately than anywhere else. after all, cassandra-- or rather, batman-- and the rest of them must have de chima under control.

while he makes his usual rounds, an odd sensation overcomes him and he freezes in place on the rooftop. bruce grits his teeth and wills himself to move until feelia fungus saunters into view. "ah ah," she teases. "try as you might, you won't be able to move as long as you're under my spores' control. isn't that right, baby?"

suddenly, flower power emerges from the darkness as well, flanked by two enormous sentient flower bodyguards, built like bodybuilers. "that's right, sweetie," he coos. "see, we're done with the whole superhero thing, and who better to make an example of than the batman? he grins, and then, with a whistle, the others surround him.

mr. mars, heartburn, the shrinker, the boogie woogie man, a group of santa clauses-- the klone kringles, and a lurking, sentient yell-o monster. "maybe we should shrink him!" yells the shrinker, obviously. "and then... SQUISH!" he laughs. the others ignore him, but quiet down when a small jazz song starts to rise from the silence. the boogie woogie man steps forward as the others step back, his trumpet aimed at batman whose arms start to shake as he fights to will his own body back under his control, and manages to leap, barely, before the sonic explosion tears half the roof apart, the shockwave rattling his bones and sending him flying from the rooftop and roughly onto a car's roof below. alone, they were nothing, but together? well, they may just be something formidable. ]

Bruce | De Chima | Closed to Damian Wayne

[ ...back at his office, susan, his secretary outside, pages him to let him know that his son has arrived. "another son," she adds dryly. bruce tells her to send him in, not entirely confident about how this meeting with damian will go. he had extended his offer about working on the logistics of the clinic together as an olive branch of sorts, but the offer was made in haste, and he wasn't entirely sure that this meeting wouldn't end without one of them trying to throw the other out of a window. ]

Bruce | De Chima | Closed to Selina Kyle & Batfam members

[ after his encounter with the assembly of villains in maurtia, bruce jettisons his way back home in the batplane, one of the few secrets he has hidden away in a smaller cave in maurtia-- one he's kept from the others-- falling in and out of consciousness as the plane chauffeurs him back home and docks itself safely within the cave where he sloppily dismounts from the cockpit and nearly to his knees with a heavy groan.

he looks around, realizing this is the first time he's been back to the manor in months, though it's the only place that has the medical supplies he'll need to properly dress wounds like this. "if only alfred were here," he thinks, shaking away the sadness that hits him suddenly, dragging his own carcass along the landing pad and into the cave proper so that he can lick his wounds. could he have called for backup? sure. but he was stubborn. after his meeting with dick late last month, he certainly wouldn't admit to the boy that he was at all right. ]

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Comments

[batricide]

[ this could be a trap.

damian hasn't ruled it out yet. his father is a tricky man, and the one he knows is not above trapping him with the pretense of forgiveness or collaboration. it's probably stupid to be here, but he's here none-the-less, sans armor and weaponry.

instead he's wearing a suit that's a touch above his paygrade here, with his hair - which has started to creep past his shoulders, in sore need of a cut - pulled back in a bun. he's downright presentable. ]

Well. [ he says once the door has shut behind him, a touch uneasy with his escape cut off. ] I'm here.

[the_caped_crusader]

You seem thrilled.

[ a flat comment accompanied by one of his unreadable stares. ]

Have a seat.

[batricide]

I haven't ruled out this being your ploy to get rid of me.

[ a glance to the seat. very seriously calculating the odds that that is the trap. before he nods. and. sits down.

look.

trust. ]

De Chima

[mysterioisthetruth]

[While buy coffee, Beck spots Bruce Wayne and heads over to him, calling out.]

Mr Wayne!

Quentin Beck. I contacted you a few weeks ago and... one thing led to another and I missed our appointment. Can we talk?

[the_caped_crusader]

Mr. Beck, right?

[ bruce turns, wearing his fake but convincing smile, and takes his hand in a firm shake that bellies what he might expect from a pampered rich boy. ]

I think I have a few minutes, sure. Let's walk.

[mysterioisthetruth]

[He shakes the hand and nods, before keeping step with him.]

Yes. I mentioned my tech to you. For therapy.

de chima batfam

[giveaway]

[Steph's getting back from patrol herself when she hears someone else in the cave. While she used to spend more time at her apartment and figuring some stuff out on her own, she's been at the manor more and more often these days. Of course, there's a reason for that:]

Cass?

[She calls out, before drawing closer and actually seeing the figure she heard. And yeah, pretty obviously not Cass.]

Oh... hi. Uh. You don't look good. [Thanks, Captain Obvious.]

[the_caped_crusader]

It's been a long night.

[ a dry reply as he cleans the cuts with alcohol, only a deepening frown against the sting. ]

[giveaway]

Isn't it always?

[She says with a small smile, a hint of that former familiarity.]

Do you need any help? I know you're Batman, but my mom's a nurse so- ... sorry, I don't know how much I have to explain, like how much is the same.

maurtia falls

[besainted]

[ It's a lively night out, which is pretty much the exact opposite of what Damian was hoping for. What a night to try out thieving with your new borrowed portal-making superpower, right? The pockets of his long, dark coat feel especially heavy with a few small, easy to pocket items stolen out of a museum three states away, and every noise he catches on the streets has him wary. But the noise on top of that rooftop strikes him as especially worrisome. Just what the hell is going on up there?

He picks up the pace, fully intending to see himself out of the area before anything too exciting happens, not his business — but of course that's when the guy in the cape picks to fall away from the explosion.

He's not quick enough to open a portal and save him from the fall, and ouch, car roof does not exactly look soft. But nonetheless he hurries over, attention mostly on the rooftop above as he scrambles to open a door-sized portal in the road, alongside the car. ]

I highly recommend you roll over this way. [ Because this guy looks too big and broad for Damian to do any pulling or dragging, so the quick escape of a voluntary step through the portal is about all he can offer. A few heads pop over the shattered edge of the buildings, voices raise, and Damian's brow furrows. ] Quickly. I'll go after you.

[ The waiting dark hole at the base of the car doesn't lead anywhere particularly glamorous, just to the first place he'd thought of — the dark interior of a nearby restaurant, closed and abandoned for the night. ]

[the_caped_crusader]

[ he doesn't know who the hell this is, and for all he knows he's one of them, but caught off guard and with the numbers against him, he doesn't have much of a choice. batman only grunts and nods, rolling through the portal to land unceremoniously on the checkered tile floor. ]

Nn-- [ he recovers to a knee, surveying the group from the window before passing a glance to damian. ] Thanks for the help, but you need to get the hell out of here.

[besainted]

[ He tugs the collars of his dark coat higher as he shoots one last glance up toward the figures on the roof, noisy gesturing and pointing. This is a terrible idea, getting involved before he even knows the players. How is he going to squeeze into crime in this town if he sets off on the wrong foot immediately?

Well, hopefully no one's gotten a good look at his face. He drops into the portal and lands gracelessly beside Batman, closing it behind them with a quick pinching gesture. ]

Trust me, that's the plan.

[ He darts a look outside; they're really not far from the show, just down the street, and from the angry shouts it seems a search is on. Eying tall, dark, and mysterious: ]

Quite a crowd out there. Don't tell me you're sticking around.

[catlady]

[ After their little talk, Selina had made good on that whole go back to avoiding each other thing. It's easy to avoid someone when they're avoiding you -- when you know each other's habits to know how to avoid each other -- but somehow even when she's trying so hard to be good, she just can't quite escape him. Seems the Maurita Falls underground isn't much different than any other, they can't ever seem to resist the urge to gloat when the Bat's involved, and she's too goddamn soft to ignore it.

Finding him is easy enough, getting in is even easier, and she's gone too far to turn back by the time she even considers the fact that it isn't within the boundaries of... whatever they have have left to come running to check on him every time he gets himself hurt. It's a thought that doesn't even fully process before she decides she really doesn't care.

So much for avoiding each other. ]

...Bat?

[ If he hasn't already noticed sound of footsteps that tell him he's not alone, he's in no condition to be alone in the first place. ]

[the_caped_crusader]

Cat.

[ a 'batman' reply as he cleans his wounds. ]

You might say the last place to avoid me would be inside of my own cave.

[catlady]

[ He's managing better than she'd expected and while she never expects a crook to tell a story without putting a spin on it and spicing things up, she can only assume a lot of it is sheer stubbornness and whatever the damn monks taught him.

Selina rolls her eyes in response, making her way through the cave to join him. Her pace slows as she approaches, keeping the table his supplies are laid out on between them. ]

Yeah, well...

[ Come on, Bruce. Don't make her explain. She's annoyed with herself enough as it is and, technically, she's doing a nice thing here. ]

You look like crap.

[ Can't be too nice. ]

dananananananananananananannanana BATMAN in Maurtia Falls

[honeybadgered]

[Hark! A dude in distress! A superhero dude even! One badly outnumbered! Honey Badger and Jonathan the Unstoppable are ON THE CASE.

She clambers up, landing in front of Batman, her fists up.]

HEY! [She scowls, tilting her chin up.]

Pick on someone who's already small pre-shrinking!

[Before they can process that very special Gabby logic, Jonathan growls and attacks the Shrinker from behind.]

[the_caped_crusader]

What the hell...?

[ he sputters groggily, looking upside down at gabby, who if he didn't know any better he could maybe mistake for cassandra if not for all the... talking. but his thoughts are interrupted by the screaming and flailing of the shrinker and the "what the HELL?"'s of the other rogues. the confusion lasts briefly, of course, until heartburn decides to react back and breathes a plume of fire at gabby. batman, only seeing a child, yells... ]

Look out!!!

[ and rolls off of the car and in front of gabby, shielding her with his fire retardant cape. ]

De Chima batfam

[adultwonder]

[TOUGH COOKIES, BRUCE, THE BOY IS HERE. Look, it's way better for working out than his apartment is, and it's not like he expects to run into Bruce here.

And now that he has, all thoughts of his anger and frustration seem a lot less important than the fact that Bruce is extremely injured. Dick somersaults down from the trapeze bar and starts moving as soon as he's on the ground.]

Bruce! What happened?

[the_caped_crusader]

The usual.

[ he walks past dick, favoring his shoulder, towards the medical bay. ]

Just a little more of the usual than usual.

[ when he reaches the bay, he discards his cape, his cowl, and the top of his suit. ]

The native metas are getting smarter. They're starting to coordinate. I never took them very seriously, honestly, but I'm thinking about changing that opinion.

Maurtia Falls

[desmodusdraculae]

[Bruce isn't the only Bat to patrol the night skies of Maurtia Falls, as Kirk glides across the night sky keeping an eye out for anything of note... like half a dozen costumed nutjobs setting off a sonic explosion. He silently dives down and grabs the boogie woogie man and tosses him into the kringle klones before checking to see if Bruce was all right.]

You still alive, ................Batman?

[Be proud of him. He hasn't killed any of them yet.]

[the_caped_crusader]

Doing great.

[ he groans, grumbling sarcastically through gritted teeth. ]

Might want to look out.

[ he points up at heartburn taking a deep breath before he releases a plume of fire down at them. next thing kirk knows, batman has himself wrapped in his cape and is rolling off of the top of the car and away from the fire before it explodes. ]

De Chima // sometime after their network conversation

[bifroster]

Jane was waiting for Bruce at Wayne Enterprises, having contacted his secretary and made an appointment for that morning. It had been about a week, so hopefully, he still remembered her. She was still curious about his clinic, especially the power neutralizing aspect of it. Jane was certain that for the length of time her powers would be neutralized, she would be fine. She had gone most of her life without them, after all.

However, she could tell that this would be a controversial topic for many people. They considered their powers a part of themselves now, if their powers weren’t already a part of themselves before coming here. Having them taken away—even voluntarily—would be extremely uncomfortable. There was also the fact that it could be abused.

As secure as the clinic might be, as much as they might vet someone, there was always a risk.

But she would hardly be a scientist if she didn’t test this out for herself.

“Good morning,” she greeted, standing up in the waiting room area that she assumed was outside his office. “Nice to meet you in person.”

[the_caped_crusader]

[ bruce enters the office at a quickened pace, like a man who has been spending all day from one task to another (with still more waiting). with a breath, he offers his hand back, accompanied by a friendly-but-business-like smile. ]

Dr. Jane Foster, wasn't it? It's nice to meet you, too. Please, come in.

[ and without waiting for a response, he leads her into his office, almost taking up the entire floor itself, with windows covering every wall, overlooking the city. ]

De Chima - Coffee

[batburgers]

Early morning, early going, isn't Dad?

[Jason was already at this particular coffee shop, having just gotten his cup of coffee, dressed in a casually professional wear, hair mixed shades of oranges and pinks. It gives a very New Age kind of demeanor that he's been leaning into with his "Jason Todd-Wayne" persona. He's rarely in De Chima this early in the day, so of course it would turn out that Bruce and he would run into each other.

Hah. Great.]

[the_caped_crusader]

Uhuh.

[ he takes a slow sip of his black coffee, stony stare never leaving jason. ]

Hello, Jason. You must be here for their scones, too.