( damian's dressed down, wearing an oversized hoodie that's shoved over his head along with dark jeans and bright red converse. the kind of outfit one would anticipate from a kid his age, maybe, rather than the more professional button-downs and slacks he had been wearing before. it's - not intentional, he's just running low on clean everyday clothing and hasn't had time to stare down the laundry machine to figure out how that works just yet.
but he has decided to approach bruce on his home turf, rather than damian's own. he doesn't come for him in the manor, but stops by the tower instead. his trip upstairs gets delayed by one of the tower's bats lying on the floor, and damian - squats down beside it, lips pressing together before he reaches out and picks it up gently. he doesn't have anything to carry it in, so he rolls it up in the front of his hoodie instead. and given his grapple gun has been left at home, that means he's taking the normal person way upstairs by elevator, rather than climbing up the elevator shaft.
when he finally manages to get up to bruce, it's with a small bat swaddled in the fabric of his hoodie and a determined look in his eye. )
( it's a few hours after bruce has laid himself down when damian silently leaps up onto the top of his headboard from his bedroom's window. the soles of his boots are padded specifically to make himself as quiet as possible when he's trying to be, and it works well for him in cases like this: when he's sneaking from one area of the penthouse to the other from outside of it, checking on bruce before he makes any real effort to get his attention.
he crouches down low, enough that the strings at the front of his hoodie brush against the wood of the headboard when damian squints down at bruce's face. his face is still a little banged up, but it's, as he said after the incident, less bothersome than a paper cut on one of his hands that he's currently nursing. and that's why he's here, isn't he? damian is with bruce, nothing is happening to him without his father knowing. as much as he dislikes being babied, he's intentionally staying nearly to soothe that protective instinct he knows bruce is struggling with.
but that's not why he's crouching so close to his face. no, he's waiting to see if bruce is awake; if he's staying in bed to pretend he's getting sleep, or if he's tired himself out enough to get some rest. )
Hey, it's Dick. The one that helped you with your car, sort of. I was just checking in to see how you've been since the whole disaster of stuffed animal things. I know it sucked for most people.
Just, thought of you and figured I'd make sure you're doing alright in that big tower of yours. ... The manor is pretty quiet now.
[Bruce is probably just trying to have a relaxing night.
All of this changes when the worst kind of superhero foil appears, crawling across the windows like some red and blue Ju-On ghost. He stops crawling to look at Bruce Wayne through the window with his big white bug-eyes, his voice raised but polite.]
Oh! Uh...! Good night! Just here to help a raccoon. [He holds up a small pet carrier that had been hanging off him, where a raccoon licks and gnaws at the bars. That explains the random scratches on Spider-Man's suit, then.] Don't know how it even got up here, honestly.
... Man, is there a better way to say 'hi' at night? Like, 'Good afternoon' is a way to say hello, but 'good night' just sounds like I'm telling you to go to sleep.
[He's just sticking there. A big bright bug on the side of the building.
Almost typed out 'like a pimple on the forehead of Wayne Tower', but that's really rude.]
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but he has decided to approach bruce on his home turf, rather than damian's own. he doesn't come for him in the manor, but stops by the tower instead. his trip upstairs gets delayed by one of the tower's bats lying on the floor, and damian - squats down beside it, lips pressing together before he reaches out and picks it up gently. he doesn't have anything to carry it in, so he rolls it up in the front of his hoodie instead. and given his grapple gun has been left at home, that means he's taking the normal person way upstairs by elevator, rather than climbing up the elevator shaft.
when he finally manages to get up to bruce, it's with a small bat swaddled in the fabric of his hoodie and a determined look in his eye. )
Father.
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( not that he needs the help; it's more for her sake than his. )
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tower.
he crouches down low, enough that the strings at the front of his hoodie brush against the wood of the headboard when damian squints down at bruce's face. his face is still a little banged up, but it's, as he said after the incident, less bothersome than a paper cut on one of his hands that he's currently nursing. and that's why he's here, isn't he? damian is with bruce, nothing is happening to him without his father knowing. as much as he dislikes being babied, he's intentionally staying nearly to soothe that protective instinct he knows bruce is struggling with.
but that's not why he's crouching so close to his face. no, he's waiting to see if bruce is awake; if he's staying in bed to pretend he's getting sleep, or if he's tired himself out enough to get some rest. )
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Face to face?
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text Β« un: robin
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un: barbaragordon
And I have something I would like to show you.
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un: grayson ; text
Just, thought of you and figured I'd make sure you're doing alright in that big tower of yours. ... The manor is pretty quiet now.
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text Β» un: d.wayne
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I have information to share.
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action. :)
All of this changes when the worst kind of superhero foil appears, crawling across the windows like some red and blue Ju-On ghost. He stops crawling to look at Bruce Wayne through the window with his big white bug-eyes, his voice raised but polite.]
Oh! Uh...! Good night! Just here to help a raccoon. [He holds up a small pet carrier that had been hanging off him, where a raccoon licks and gnaws at the bars. That explains the random scratches on Spider-Man's suit, then.] Don't know how it even got up here, honestly.
... Man, is there a better way to say 'hi' at night? Like, 'Good afternoon' is a way to say hello, but 'good night' just sounds like I'm telling you to go to sleep.
[He's just sticking there. A big bright bug on the side of the building.
Almost typed out 'like a pimple on the forehead of Wayne Tower', but that's really rude.]
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text Β» un: robin
You were right: I was unjustly taking out my anger toward someone else on you.
It won't happen again.
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un: Oracle
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