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[mashooq]

Who: mashooq & kingofrooks
What: An inevitable encounter rife with emotion.
When: The evening of September 27th.
Where: Bruce's office at the police station.
Warnings: These comic book characters' lives can be mistaken for a MTV reality show.

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[kingofrooks]

[ It's nearly sunset, and Bruce has been working on automaton for days and days. Even since Carrie had died, her breath stopped in her throat, strangled and her skull opened. Bruce Wayne cannot grieve, for his grief is Batman's, and never the twain shall met- wasn't it?

That's why he takes such a long time to recognize Talia's footsteps. How can he forget them? Imperialistic, each tap of the heel upon the floor like an order. Bruce lifts his eyes and looks at her, surrounded by the bits and pieces of machinery that is basically his work here.

At her voice, at her words, he finally looks up- and immediately narrows his eyes. ]

Get out.

[ It's not exactly welcoming, no. ]

[mashooq]

( She is beyond feeling hurt at his rejections. Instead her lips quirk upwards in the barest hint of a sly smile, she waves a hand airily as though to brush away his words. )

That was particularly blunt, even for you.

[kingofrooks]

[ No, she isn't so easily turned away, is she? It would make his line so much easier if her skin is thinner. If she knows him less well. ]

I don't have time for you, Talia. [ His tone, however, remains like frost. ]

[mashooq]

Then I suggest you make time.

( It's a rather petulant position, but her hands are suddenly on her hips and she's looking at him fiercely. Her tone isn't quite commanding--she knew how he reacted being dictated at--but it was demanding. Of attention, at the least. )

[kingofrooks]

[ He cocks an eyebrow at that look. It doesn't suit well on her, making her look like a sixteen-year-old child in an adult woman's body, throwing tantrums to get what she wants.

And he doesn't say a word, simply drops down back into his chair and pulls a bunch a wires over. Yes, he's going to ignore her. Entirely. ]

[mashooq]

( If she were in a different state of mind, being ignored might have been the last straw. As it is, she manages to leash her emotions and gather her wits, letting out nothing but the smallest of sighs. She saunters over, a few steps closer, and studies him closer. )

Something happened.

( Not a question; a statement. )

[kingofrooks]

[ He spares her half a glance at those words. It's funny, that she doesn't try to grab at his attention at the moment.

When he speaks, his voice is drier than dust. ]

Your powers of observation are as powerful as ever, I see.