[Thread] Even truth is filled with lies.

[dualfaced]

Characters: Bruce Wayne [OU] and Harvey Dent [OU]
Where: the clinic roof
When: evening, a day or so after christmas
Summary: The truth finally comes out, along with other plans.
Warnings: None atm

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[gonnaloveme]

The sun was setting too slow it seemed today--at least that's how Bruce felt as he stared up into the waning daylight. Technically it wouldn't be quite unusual for the Bat to show up in the late evening as the sun made its decent; there were plenty of shadows to take advantage of during this time of day. But a small part of the Wayne heir didn't quite want to accept the full facts of things. Maybe he still wanted to pretend

[dualfaced]

"What Wayne, people don't normally call you up to rooftops for chats?" Harvey answered with a half smile. "Merry Christmas by the way - thanks for the books. The touch of Shakespeare and Goethe was nice." It was still joking but sincere, a strange prelude to their conversation ahead. Well if the Batman didn't like small talk

[gonnaloveme]

Bruce gave no evidence to the way the felt about the blunt accusation, no immediate reaction to the simply stated fact. His expression and body language didn't change in the least as Dent went on to name his so-called evidence--evidence that was entirely circumstantial, and that the lawyer would know better than anyone made for a poor case no matter how much was added together. Not without physical evidence to back it up. Which Harvey had none of

[dualfaced]

Harvey listened, watched, even nodded along grudgingly at points the man made. "We're going with laughing it off then?" he asked with a small smile before turning his head away. There was one piece of 'evidence' that he didn't want to use - Rachel, the reaction, it was almost unfair to try. It made his stomach knot