[Thread] Two-Fer

[gonnaloveme]

Characters: Bruce Wayne/Batman (OU), OPEN
Where: anywhere
When: anytime
Summary: Bruce Wayne is traipsing around town by day. Batman is prowling at night.
Warnings: None until further notice.

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[dualfaced]

Through the madness Harvey thought of this compound, what it meant, more perhaps than he had thought in the months following his arrival. The day was close to waning and it was still bitterly cold but he sat outside, the steps of some building or another he had never cared to notice before. He flipped his coin and caught it, then flipped it again. Heads, heads.

He noticed he always missed small things - the annoying repertoire of Mike Engle's introduction to Gotham Tonight the evenings he would catch it, the buzz of noise just before the judge's door opened. Rachel brushing her hand against his arm with a small smile. He flipped his coin again. Heads.

Then there was here. There was Bruce and Helena and Tim, Dick, Cissie- relationships he grew to care about. Friends. He could almost hear a voice in the back of his head, familiar, heads we let them go. He didn't bother looking when the coin landed on his palm. It was always heads.

The sound of footsteps made him glance up, wary. There was a gun in his jacket - he wasn't so idealistic to think everything in this chaos would be just or fair. Sometimes you had to level the playing field.

His worry slipped when he noticed who the footsteps belonged to, lip curling in a small smile. "Look who finally rears his head." he said, the slight edge of relief that the other man was still in one piece invading his tone.

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The smirk was instantaneous as the familiar voice reached his ears. He turned his head and gave the pompous look to Harvey as he stopped in front of the man.

"Yes, yes. The prince has decided to grace the peasants with his presence. How fair ye, peasant?" Bruce replied. He ignored the emotion held in the other man's voice to focus on the tease.

[dualfaced]

Any further concern fell away fairly quickly - the man was in one piece and in fairly good spirits. Or at least well enough to feign good spirits. Considering the last few weeks that had to mean something.

"As well as can be expected my lord." He said, sitting back with a smirk as he regarded the man. "I knew you weren't a man for news- guess you aren't one for casual correspondence to let us all know you're still alive and kicking either." Not that Harvey had any room to talk as of late.

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Bruce just shook his head. "Not really," he replied. "I believe--what was my first post?--oh, yeah: I don't like journals and whatnot. Stupid, pointless things." He paused and considered Harvey for a moment. "Besides, I haven't noticed you writing anything on those annoying little communicators either. Or... too much of anyone as late..." he trailed off, a slight hint of the meat of current events in Econtra.

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Helena had been bored and anxious of late. Her thoughts had been making her a bit fidgety and she couldn't seem to sit down and draw or concentrate on any one thing.

She was out walking the streets now, not paying much attention to where she was going or was out and about around her. She wasn't giving anything much thought, just trying to unscramble all the confused phrases and ideas in her head.

She was wrapped up in The Doctor's coat, the scarf Cissie had given her, gloves, and her white pajama shirt smeared in paint and charcoal could just barely be seen underneath her layers, her jeans still a few sizes too big for her.

She heard a familiar voice as she was passing by another random building and turned her head to spot Harvey Dent speaking with another man she had not ever seen before.

Her face brightened a bit and she smiled as she stepped up her pace and started towards Harvey and the stranger.

"Hullo Harvey!" Her British accent rang clear as a bell over the silence of the old building and she was sure Harvey at least had heard her.

"Hullo again." She came up next to Harvey. "Sorry, I just wanted to say "hi" but if I'm interrupting anything I can keep on walking."

Helena smiled up at Harvey and then smiled towards the man. She quirked her head to the side a bit. He looked almost exactly like Preston, except... she could tell that he wasn't. Preston had been taking smaller doses but she was certain that he could not have transformed himself into someone so completely different feeling so quickly.

She shook the thought from her mind, however, and gave him a small wave. "Hullo."

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Bruce was waiting for a reply from Harvey when he heard the very distinctive voice ring out. Curious, Bruce turned in that direction. He watched as a young girl--almost but not quite woman if he had to guess--walked towards the two men. He smiled politely and gave a nod. When it was obvious she was talking to Harvey he shifted position so that he was facing the both of them.

"Hello," he replied. "We were just talking. Nothing important." He paused and his eyes rolled upwards briefly while he smirked and gave a silent chuckle. "Just berating each other and generally being impolite just for the sake of it." He looked back down. "Guy stuff."

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Helena turned more towards the stranger next to her. "Sounds interesting. Would you mind if I joined you?" Helena smiled up at him, he seemed friendly enough, "I'm Helena. Helena Campbell." She extended her hand gloved hand towards him.

"So are you two friend then or not friends...?"

Helena looked up at the man before her then back to Harvey. She noticed him clutching something in his hand. Wondered for a moment what it was then turned back, waiting for some kind of confirmation one way or the other.