( he doesnβt bother to reply. just makes his way up to the roof for this little meeting of theirs. heβs without the suit. dressed down. heβs mostly kept to himself the past couple weeks what with everything that had happened concerning the plushies and all. still. clark wanted to talk to him, so. heβs here. hands shoved in the pockets of his slacks as he makes his way up. only a little suspicious. )
[ clark pauses as he collects his thoughts. this needed to be precise. ]
When I revealed myself to the world — When the last kryptons invaded — it changed everything. More importantly, it bothered people to know a Superman exists.
And a man named Lex Luthor manipulated events to shift public opinion against me. He — [ clark pauses to digest the old anger. ] — kidnapped my mother. To force me to fight against the Batman.
[ another, more longer, pregnant pause. ]
Batman was angry too. I don't know — [ well. maybe he did? it's hard to say. clark doesn't want to put words in another bruce's mouth. ] — I don't know what pushed him so far. But he fashioned a Kryptonite spear to kill me.
I asked him to stop. I told him I was wrong. I pleaded. But we had to fight.
( quiet, he listens to what it is clark has to say β what he claims he's been putting off telling him. for him to reach out to him and come all this way after their last... encounter... with one another, he'll give him his attention. even if it's laced with suspicion. )
I'm familiar with the name.
( luthor, he means.
but he continues to listen β pieces together everything that clark is telling him and lining it up with their last interaction. hm. )
But you came to an understanding I take it?
( tried being the keyword there, as well as the fact that clark hadn't entirely rebuffed or attacked him on sight when finding him here. )
( sure, clark. but superman isn't a thing currently.
the name, however, has him just stare silently to the other man for a long moment. clearly for reasons clark might already know if he's bringing her name up, just... given certain events that happened a couple weeks ago concerning his mother, hearing her name is a little... it still hurts a bit.
but. you know. bruce doesn't let himself show that. )
[ bruce had screamed. stop saying her name. and then it was like . . . clarity descended. a heartbreak that brought him back. bruce realized he saw a human. a man.
he purses his lips for a moment. ]
Things got hectic for a bit, but he saved my mother. And I died. There was a lot we couldn't resolve.
But it was my fear holding me back. Making the mistakes I made before. I'm sorry about the way I acted.
And . . . if your offer is still open, I'd like to try again.
( he takes a moment to digest that β to try and see past the insult he had felt when clark had brushed him off at the offer he'd made; an offer he typically doesn't make to just anyone. looking past it, he briefly has to wonder though... )
( dryly said, he turns then, hands still in his pockets. )
If you lose your strength or your speed or even your ability to fly, that makes you an easy target for those more skilled in hand to hand combat, among other things. I won't teach you how to kill... but to be able to at least handle yourself enough to maybe make it out alive.
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I'll see you on the roof.
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Hi, Bruce.
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What do you need?
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It's nothing like that.
There's just something I've been putting off telling you.
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Iβm listening.
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When I revealed myself to the world — When the last kryptons invaded — it changed everything. More importantly, it bothered people to know a Superman exists.
And a man named Lex Luthor manipulated events to shift public opinion against me. He — [ clark pauses to digest the old anger. ] — kidnapped my mother. To force me to fight against the Batman.
[ another, more longer, pregnant pause. ]
Batman was angry too. I don't know — [ well. maybe he did? it's hard to say. clark doesn't want to put words in another bruce's mouth. ] — I don't know what pushed him so far. But he fashioned a Kryptonite spear to kill me.
I asked him to stop. I told him I was wrong. I pleaded. But we had to fight.
[ again. a pause. ]
And he tried to kill me.
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I'm familiar with the name.
( luthor, he means.
but he continues to listen β pieces together everything that clark is telling him and lining it up with their last interaction. hm. )
But you came to an understanding I take it?
( tried being the keyword there, as well as the fact that clark hadn't entirely rebuffed or attacked him on sight when finding him here. )
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I asked him to save my mother.
. . . Do you know what her name was?
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( it's said a little deadpanned. )
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And her name is Martha.
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the name, however, has him just stare silently to the other man for a long moment. clearly for reasons clark might already know if he's bringing her name up, just... given certain events that happened a couple weeks ago concerning his mother, hearing her name is a little... it still hurts a bit.
but. you know. bruce doesn't let himself show that. )
A sort of olive branch.
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[ bruce had screamed. stop saying her name. and then it was like . . . clarity descended. a heartbreak that brought him back. bruce realized he saw a human. a man.
he purses his lips for a moment. ]
Things got hectic for a bit, but he saved my mother. And I died. There was a lot we couldn't resolve.
But it was my fear holding me back. Making the mistakes I made before. I'm sorry about the way I acted.
And . . . if your offer is still open, I'd like to try again.
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Damian didn't threaten you, did he?
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No? Why would he?
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( to put it mildly. but, moving on. )
For what it's worth, I'm sorry that was your experience with... him.
( the other bruce, he means. )
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It was very unpleasant. But I was making the mistake we both made back then. We both let fear dictate our choices.
I don't want to do that anymore. And . . . I believe he won't either.
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( leave it to bruce to just cut right to the chase. )
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( dryly said, he turns then, hands still in his pockets. )
If you lose your strength or your speed or even your ability to fly, that makes you an easy target for those more skilled in hand to hand combat, among other things. I won't teach you how to kill... but to be able to at least handle yourself enough to maybe make it out alive.
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[ he seems bemused by that. ]
And that's fine. I have no interest in learning how to kill anyone.
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( regardless of what that other version of him was willing to do with clark. )
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( aside from their mothers having the same name, he means. )
When do you want to do this?
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You can choose the time.
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