( he says that while watching the pup make his way over to his food bowl where he plops himself down to have a snack, the crunching of the dry food filling the silence that seems to hang between them for a moment.
another brief flicker of the lights, he looks over to diana. )
I'm going to bring as much as I can with me. You should probably do the same.
( by as much as he can, he of course means weaponry and the like. )
( hence, his going to make sure his suit is fully stocked before he slips into the past... which is not exactly a thing he ever thought he'd be doing, never mind prepping for.
the planning part, at least β the overthinking strategy that comes with it all is something he's used to and something he can effortlessly slip into. so he does that. he lets himself be batman. )
We should decide on a meeting up point. Some sort of monument or place that would have existed back then. In case we get lost or separated when stepping through.
[ Grief such as the kind she felt in her dream can be destructive. She knows it; Bruce knows it even better. And, in her sorrow, Chaos Gate desires to break the world.
That sort of grief is familiar to her. But there's still a chance it can be soothed.
With an effort of will, she shifts her thoughts away from wondering if Themyscira even exists in this world, if she could go home if it did. ]
Well. I think we have our choice of those, depending on where we land. The Statue of Liberty, perhaps?
( a hum on his lips, he agrees with that thought. depending on where they land. he hasn't the first clue how this is going to work or what's going to happen. stepping through portals that take one to the past isn't anything he can claim to have crossed off on his vigilante bingo card thus far, but. here he is. about to do just that and he doesn't have a damn clue what to expect.
a nod, he looks over to the pup who's finished having a snack and is now licking his lips while looking up to the both of them. bruce silent. )
There's a chance this could be a one way trip, you know.
[ Teasing him with a straight face and smiling eyes before she relents. ]
More so for you than for me, I think. [ There's a moment as she studies him, how he watches the puppy, how there had been that flicker when he mentioned Tim. Dick. ]
( he thinks back to alfred β to the way he lies so still and lifeless in the hospital bed through the glass window that divides them. how there isn't anything he can do β not bruce wayne with all his money or batman with all his strength and determination. to be put in that position again as he had been with his parents... to be and feel utterly powerless...
gaze drifting away from the pup, he looks to her, licks over his lips, then grips the edge of the island counter behind him. )
I've already lost enough people in my life. I don't want to lose anymore.
[ Loss is inevitable. But she's never seen anyone fight harder against the inevitable β and, sometimes, win β than Bruce. ]
I understand.
[ Better than he knows, perhaps. With Themyscira lost to her, the gods absent and unreachable, her mother alone, the Amazons scattered... yes, she, too, would prefer to lose nothing and no one else. ]
Then we will work together to ensure you do not. But first β
[ She pushes off the edge of the counter and comes toward him β toward the island, reaching past him for the bag she'd brought and lifting it with a small smile. ]
You should probably put these in the refrigerator.
( there's a touch of something there in his eyes when she comes in towards him β when she goes and reaches past him and he finds himself blinking some. as if she herself were a warm light penetrating the shadows that continuously surround him β part of him β and bring to him a warmth he doesn't often feel. doesn't often let himself feel.
looking down to the bag, lips part and he sighs, slight tilt of his head to come as he looks to her there in front of him them. )
Think they're gonna last what with the upcoming road trip about to happen?
[ She lifts the bag easily in one crooked finger, smiling still. The slight flicker in his glance doesn't dissuade her; she notes it, tucks it away with everything else she knows about Bruce β the one she knows and this one she's learning about. ]
You could always eat them ahead of time. I hear vegetables are good for you.
[ Either that, or she'll make sure they go to someone in need before they leave. ]
( there's a huff there on his lips and a brow raised as she goes and says that and bruce twists some as he watches her, leaning there against the kitchen island as he does. )
Not about to suggest we cook, are you?
( wondering now if that was part of the reason why she brought these over. )
( rare as it seems to be, there's a soft breath of laughter there on his lips as he looks down, leaning there on his elbow, head tilted some. taking out numerous criminals throughout the streets of gotham β going head-to-head with the joker. he can do that easy, no problem. firing up the stove and attempting to make anything that could be considered edible? that's where he fails and he knows it, too. )
So you're either trying to have me end up with possible food poisoning or have me starve surrounded by things neither of us can cook.
( the words are light β playful even as he looks over to her with just a barely raised brow there. )
[ That ghost of a smile on his lips, the breath of laughter, the faintest lightness to his eyes β she'll take it as the victory it is. Her own smile brightens, widens, and her laugh ripples through her voice. ]
Ah, you've found me out. Yes. I came here to ensure you fell victim to the most nefarious and subtle of dangers.
[ Reaching into the bag, she pulls out a head of β ]
( now he's just poking fun at himself. billionaire prince of gotham not knowing a thing about food that isn't already prepped and cooked on a silver platter before him. )
[ She sets the lettuce down, then retrieves a few mangos from the bag as well. It turns out, even without living with the gorilla knights, her craving for tropical fruit continues unabated. ]
Even we should be able to find a way to eat these.
slipping away from the island there, he rummages through a couple drawers before he finds said knife, waving it some as he comes over, hand held out to take one of the mangoes from her. )
( he says that as he takes the mango in hand and, pad of his thumb pressed against the heel of the blade, he starts to carefully peel it in a circular motion. )
[ She uncrosses her arms, curls her hands at the edge of the island instead. When the overhead light flickers again, her tiara catches the glow and glints. ]
Well. So far, I have you for company. A fine start, I think.
[ It's more, in some ways, than she has back in her own place and time, at the moment. Although β well. There's Tom, she supposes. But Tom is a question she finds she's relieved not to have to answer, just yet. ]
( he meant more in regards to where she had planned to stay while here since the diadem hotel wasn't permanent by any means and not the sort of place he'd personally trust staying at. so when she mentions him for company, the look in those blue eyes of his softens some in a way that's... he's not even sure how to feel about that. but it has his gaze lift over to her after a moment, a long stare β unsure with what to say to that because he knows he's not the best for company by a longshot...
...and in his being unsure with what to say to that, the knife slips through the wet mango and catches his other thumb, drawing blood. a slight hiss through his teeth, he watches as the red mixes in with the bright yellow and sighs a bit because. well. so much for this being simple. )
[ She moves quickly β not at super speed, but rapidly enough β to search out a napkin, a cloth, anything nearby she can find to staunch the bleeding. It's times like these, she muses, when she might consider carrying some extra cloth around.
Some swift rummaging in a drawer yields a clean tea towel. She dampens a corner of it at the sink, then comes over to take the mango gently out of Bruce's hand, setting it side. She curls her fingers beneath his for support, then dabs at the cut with the damp towel to clean it out, her touch firm but gentle. ]
( the way she cradles his hand in hers β the gentle care she takes in pressing the wet tea towel to his little slip-up... it's done in such a way he's not used to β hasn't felt since his mother died. alfred took care with him when he'd injure himself at a younger age, of course. but he tends to himself now, especially during the last two years since donning the cape and cowl. there isn't anyone to kiss it betterβ not that he'sβ not important.
hum on his lips, he flicks a few strands of hair out of his face as he looks over to where the mango has been placed. the way the red blends into the yellow. )
An important life skill to have, evidently.
( though it's said dryly, of course.
and after a moment of silence and diana taking care with his hand, he looks to her then β watches her face before he lets his gaze drop down to the so-very-minor injury. )
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( he says that while watching the pup make his way over to his food bowl where he plops himself down to have a snack, the crunching of the dry food filling the silence that seems to hang between them for a moment.
another brief flicker of the lights, he looks over to diana. )
I'm going to bring as much as I can with me. You should probably do the same.
( by as much as he can, he of course means weaponry and the like. )
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[ The lasso at her hip. Bruce at her side. She might wish for Donna, or Kal, but she has done more with much less. ]
There may still be a way to fix this without doing battle.
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( hence, his going to make sure his suit is fully stocked before he slips into the past... which is not exactly a thing he ever thought he'd be doing, never mind prepping for.
the planning part, at least β the overthinking strategy that comes with it all is something he's used to and something he can effortlessly slip into. so he does that. he lets himself be batman. )
We should decide on a meeting up point. Some sort of monument or place that would have existed back then. In case we get lost or separated when stepping through.
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That sort of grief is familiar to her. But there's still a chance it can be soothed.
With an effort of will, she shifts her thoughts away from wondering if Themyscira even exists in this world, if she could go home if it did. ]
Well. I think we have our choice of those, depending on where we land. The Statue of Liberty, perhaps?
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a nod, he looks over to the pup who's finished having a snack and is now licking his lips while looking up to the both of them. bruce silent. )
There's a chance this could be a one way trip, you know.
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[ Teasing him with a straight face and smiling eyes before she relents. ]
More so for you than for me, I think. [ There's a moment as she studies him, how he watches the puppy, how there had been that flicker when he mentioned Tim. Dick. ]
If you wanted to stay, I would understand.
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gaze drifting away from the pup, he looks to her, licks over his lips, then grips the edge of the island counter behind him. )
I've already lost enough people in my life. I don't want to lose anymore.
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I understand.
[ Better than he knows, perhaps. With Themyscira lost to her, the gods absent and unreachable, her mother alone, the Amazons scattered... yes, she, too, would prefer to lose nothing and no one else. ]
Then we will work together to ensure you do not. But first β
[ She pushes off the edge of the counter and comes toward him β toward the island, reaching past him for the bag she'd brought and lifting it with a small smile. ]
You should probably put these in the refrigerator.
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looking down to the bag, lips part and he sighs, slight tilt of his head to come as he looks to her there in front of him them. )
Think they're gonna last what with the upcoming road trip about to happen?
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You could always eat them ahead of time. I hear vegetables are good for you.
[ Either that, or she'll make sure they go to someone in need before they leave. ]
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Not about to suggest we cook, are you?
( wondering now if that was part of the reason why she brought these over. )
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I'm not very adept at cooking, although I suppose we could attempt it.
[ How hard is it to chop everything up into a salad? ]
I'm afraid I was spoiled by having a private chef, and others did the cooking back on Themyscira. I never did bother to learn.
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So you're either trying to have me end up with possible food poisoning or have me starve surrounded by things neither of us can cook.
( the words are light β playful even as he looks over to her with just a barely raised brow there. )
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Ah, you've found me out. Yes. I came here to ensure you fell victim to the most nefarious and subtle of dangers.
[ Reaching into the bag, she pulls out a head of β ]
Fresh lettuce.
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( now he's just poking fun at himself. billionaire prince of gotham not knowing a thing about food that isn't already prepped and cooked on a silver platter before him. )
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[ She sets the lettuce down, then retrieves a few mangos from the bag as well. It turns out, even without living with the gorilla knights, her craving for tropical fruit continues unabated. ]
Even we should be able to find a way to eat these.
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( which... he should have?
slipping away from the island there, he rummages through a couple drawers before he finds said knife, waving it some as he comes over, hand held out to take one of the mangoes from her. )
Can't be that hard.
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[ She offers a mango to him, assured in their ability to eat some fruit, at the very least. ]
I think a knife will do.
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( he says that as he takes the mango in hand and, pad of his thumb pressed against the heel of the blade, he starts to carefully peel it in a circular motion. )
Gotham just has a bunch of rats living in it.
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[ It's her turn to lean against the island, and she sets down the bag to do so, crossing her arms as she watches him work at the mango skin. ]
As crowded as it was, living with half a dozen gorillas in a small apartment... I admit I miss them. They were excellent company.
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( he finds himself asking then before even really realizing it. )
Not that I guess it matters since... who knows if we'll be coming back or not.
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[ She uncrosses her arms, curls her hands at the edge of the island instead. When the overhead light flickers again, her tiara catches the glow and glints. ]
Well. So far, I have you for company. A fine start, I think.
[ It's more, in some ways, than she has back in her own place and time, at the moment. Although β well. There's Tom, she supposes. But Tom is a question she finds she's relieved not to have to answer, just yet. ]
cw: blood and injury ig
...and in his being unsure with what to say to that, the knife slips through the wet mango and catches his other thumb, drawing blood. a slight hiss through his teeth, he watches as the red mixes in with the bright yellow and sighs a bit because. well. so much for this being simple. )
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[ She moves quickly β not at super speed, but rapidly enough β to search out a napkin, a cloth, anything nearby she can find to staunch the bleeding. It's times like these, she muses, when she might consider carrying some extra cloth around.
Some swift rummaging in a drawer yields a clean tea towel. She dampens a corner of it at the sink, then comes over to take the mango gently out of Bruce's hand, setting it side. She curls her fingers beneath his for support, then dabs at the cut with the damp towel to clean it out, her touch firm but gentle. ]
Well, perhaps we can practice peeling fruit.
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hum on his lips, he flicks a few strands of hair out of his face as he looks over to where the mango has been placed. the way the red blends into the yellow. )
An important life skill to have, evidently.
( though it's said dryly, of course.
and after a moment of silence and diana taking care with his hand, he looks to her then β watches her face before he lets his gaze drop down to the so-very-minor injury. )
I've had worse.
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