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ataraxionlogs2012-12-08 02:10 am
chiroptophobic) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-12-08 02:10 am
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Your will is determined to kill any reason of mine
CHARACTERS: Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle
LOCATION: The kitchen on 001
WARNINGS: Maybe violence, talk of dead parents.
SUMMARY: Bruce agrees to meet Selina before they all head down to the jump bay. It's time to rid him of that nasty mask once and for all.
NOTES: Will add to the warnings if anything comes up.
[ Without his cape and cowl Bruce felt exposed, but they'd been set aside safely for the duration of the jump where they couldn't be found, as usual. Bruce was dressed loosely in an expensive, tailored suit, forgoing the jumpsuit, and had his hands in the pockets only as he made it through the door into the kitchen, sliding from limber to lazy and devil-may-care the moment the bright lights hit him and anyone could be watching. Alone, there was little reason to play up all the stereotypes, and while he knew that Selina knew who he was, he didn't put it past anyone else to be congregating there before heading down to the med-bay too.
It was only when he discovered, seemingly, that he'd arrived there first that Bruce made his way over to the cupboards, fetching one of the last of the oxygen garden's odd, alien fruits out and tossing it idly into the air several times before taking a bite. It was a little sour, but he hadn't eaten in... Well, how long had it been? Yesterday, probably. Okay then. He took another bite, leaning idly against the counter, watching the door thoughtfully.
His mask was tucked inside his shirt. No way was he leaving that around to be found by just anyone. ]
LOCATION: The kitchen on 001
WARNINGS: Maybe violence, talk of dead parents.
SUMMARY: Bruce agrees to meet Selina before they all head down to the jump bay. It's time to rid him of that nasty mask once and for all.
NOTES: Will add to the warnings if anything comes up.
[ Without his cape and cowl Bruce felt exposed, but they'd been set aside safely for the duration of the jump where they couldn't be found, as usual. Bruce was dressed loosely in an expensive, tailored suit, forgoing the jumpsuit, and had his hands in the pockets only as he made it through the door into the kitchen, sliding from limber to lazy and devil-may-care the moment the bright lights hit him and anyone could be watching. Alone, there was little reason to play up all the stereotypes, and while he knew that Selina knew who he was, he didn't put it past anyone else to be congregating there before heading down to the med-bay too.
It was only when he discovered, seemingly, that he'd arrived there first that Bruce made his way over to the cupboards, fetching one of the last of the oxygen garden's odd, alien fruits out and tossing it idly into the air several times before taking a bite. It was a little sour, but he hadn't eaten in... Well, how long had it been? Yesterday, probably. Okay then. He took another bite, leaning idly against the counter, watching the door thoughtfully.
His mask was tucked inside his shirt. No way was he leaving that around to be found by just anyone. ]
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[ Also true. Between snatching morsels, homeless and starving, eating with the League of Shadows far up in the mountains were food was sacred and eating Alfred's meals - or more often leaving them until they got regrettably cold - playing with it was a luxury. Of time. Something he nethertheless seemed to have plenty of here. ]
I showed up. That's what you wanted, isn't it?