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Intro + Event

Aug 03, 2009 00:05

Batman had ran. He'd ran so they would chase him, so that someone else could be the hero. He wanted his friend to be the one that people would admire, look up to, preserve the memory of the man he used to be instead of the man that he had become. So he had willingly sacrificed everything for Harvey's sake. He was no longer Gotham's hero ( Read more... )

series: batman

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1/2 goddamnflashman August 3 2009, 04:26:53 UTC

Flash would've recognized that that pointy-eared, brooding shadow anywhere! He appeared in front of the other in the blink of an eye.

"Bats!"

2/2 goddamnflashman August 3 2009, 04:28:52 UTC

"... What's with the new suit?" Or maybe he spoke to soon; for some reason he couldn't explain he got the feeling that this wasn't the Batman he knew.

herotheydeserve August 3 2009, 04:35:48 UTC

That had certainly got his attention. Batman quickly put space between them, wondering where the hell the other man had even come from. If he'd been in any other mood, he probably would have instantly grabbed the other and incapacitated him, but right now, he was too worn out to start a fight until he knew that he had to.

And he knew his name, or at least... somewhat.

"Who are you?" No nice introductions, but that was usually too much to expect from him in any mood. He didn't know where he was, and now he had run into someone he'd never met before who knew who he was. It was a little much to handle.

goddamnflashman August 3 2009, 04:46:00 UTC

No, this definitely wasn't his Bats, but that wasn't important right now as he had noticed the other's wounds.

Flash couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the other's voice, it was so gruff, perhaps it was due to the pain he was in?

"You're hurt, aren't you? Relax, I'm one of the good guys." He crouched down to inspect Batman closer. "You could say we know each other, well, I know you, I mean --" He sighed "Man, alternate dimensions are so complicated..."

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reaverkiller August 3 2009, 05:24:01 UTC

River had taken shelter on the other side of the same alley. She was curled up in a comfortable ball in the shadows, just under an overhang at the back door of a shop. She took a moment to get a good look at the caped figure on the bike before speaking.

"The blood doesn't suit the costume."

And really, what was this weird luck she had with meeting strange men covered in blood in dark alleys?

herotheydeserve August 3 2009, 05:28:12 UTC

Batman perked his head at hearing the other, turning to look at her. Once he heard what she said, he put a hand over his wound. Right. Harvey had shot him. It would probably be in his best interest to take care of it, once he figured out a safe place to hide out.

"I suppose it doesn't."

He stared at her, trying to figure out why this girl seemed different than just a normal civilian. This whole place seemed rather off.

"Can you tell me where I am?"

reaverkiller August 5 2009, 17:38:23 UTC

"Infinity. A convergence of dimensions. It brings us here when it wants and sends us back the same." She's very concise about it. After a short pause, she looks up at the sky.

"It doesn't usually rain like this, but it likes playing tricks sometimes."

xxkillingjoke August 3 2009, 05:26:59 UTC

He had been on a walk, bored of Infinity right now. There was no fun to be had anywhere, nothing to do, especially when everyone was cooped up inside like scared... little... mice because of a little rain.

So imagine his surprise, his delight, upon seeing such a--familiar costume. It has been so very, very long since he's seen you, Batsy.

"What's... uh, the matter? You look confused."

herotheydeserve August 3 2009, 05:36:45 UTC

...well, this was rather unexpected.

Batman's body tensed and he stared at the other, wondering how he could have gone so far and still run into someone that he knew. Someone that had been left, hanging upside down off the side of a building just hours before. He was supposed to be in Arkham, or at the police station, or somewhere other than in front of him.

"You got out." Somehow... How had it happened? He hadn't had the time to stay and make sure everything was being taken care of, because of Harvey, so it could have been possible for him to escape somehow. But everything he could think of didn't make sense. How could someone escape from something like that?

(Yaaaay Joker.)

nightdick August 3 2009, 16:02:25 UTC

Dick wasn't pleased with the change of scenery as he rounded the corner. He frowned and stopped the car, climbing out of it and looking up into the pouring rain. He shook his head slightly and was about ready to climb back into the car when something caught his eye. He was glad Alfred had modified the mask so he could see better, but he wished he wasn't seeing what he thought he was.

"Batman?" He blinked a few times behind the mask and watched the man for a moment. It wasn't Tim in the suit, as the kid was in Europe. Jason maybe, but he would have lashed out at Dick the moment the car stopped, plus he was dead. So who was the man standing in the bat suit?

herotheydeserve August 4 2009, 03:43:05 UTC

Batman had hoped to get far enough away from Gotham that someone wouldn't recognize him, but it didn't seem like that had happened. His body visibly tensed at hearing his name and he turned his attention to the person who had spoke up. He stared at the other, looking him over, and it was clear that he had never seen the other man before in his life. There was also a curious look on his face. What could be seen of it. Was this another imposter?

"I don't know you." It was as simple as that. Batman, as he had always been in this world. Straight to the point.

nightdick August 4 2009, 03:47:48 UTC

"No I suppose you wouldn't know me." He tensed just slightly at the voice. It was off slightly, but it was still him. Bruce Wayne. His father. He shook his head slightly and leaned heavily against the car, wishing he was wearing his Nightwing costume and not the batsuit.

"I was known as Nightwing before I took this title. Robin before that." He looked back to the man and frowned. "Those name's mean nothing to you, do they?"

herotheydeserve August 4 2009, 04:10:55 UTC

Batman noticed the way the other was acting before he spoke up. He'd figured something was wrong, something off, by the fact that the other already knew who he was. Was he supposed to know him? It could have been one of Crane's goons, but it didn't seem likely.

He listened to the other speak, then shook his head. "Sorry, kid. I don't think I've met you."

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Here, have another hero fallen from grace. son_of_calamity August 3 2009, 19:08:43 UTC

There was no escaping the rain. It was flooding everything, the gutters thick rivers as they swept past the sidewalks. It was now that the silver-haired SOLDIER found himself wishing he'd had the foresight to bring an umbrella as he searched the streets for the road back to the apartment he'd claimed as his upon arrival. Unluckily enough, he had not, and was now reduced to temporary shelter beneath a shop awning, looking less like an elegant killing machine and more like a drowned sheepdog.

Gloved hands shoved silver bangs out of his eyes as he searched the streets for the nearest open building that could be ducked into. The one next door at least had lights on, and looked to be open. A cafe, at that. Something warm to drink had never sounded so inviting ( ... )

herotheydeserve August 4 2009, 04:07:06 UTC

Batman stepped back further into the alley when the other had moved past, not sure if he wanted anyone to see him. He knew that he had to be out of Gotham by now, but he didn't know how far he had gone or how people would react if they would see him. Would they already be chasing him, this far out? Would he have to worry about being caught? He knew he could fight them off if he really wanted to. Batman... really hadn't thought very far beyond running away. All he knew was he wanted to run and clear his friend's name.

His injuries began to sink in from the adrenaline subsiding, and he turned to lean with his back against the wall, his hand over the wound on his abdomen. Right. He'd completely forgotten.

Batman kept his hand over the wound, wondering if he was in a place safe enough to duck away, out of sight and find some civilian clothing to change into. And a needle and thread to stitch up his wounds, along with what he'd need to get that bullet out of his body. ...how annoying.

son_of_calamity August 4 2009, 17:00:54 UTC

Blood.

The scent of it was very particular. There was no smell like it, though the metallic tang of it was often compared to copper in its description. Yet there was more, something visceral and vital, something he'd come to recognize after spilling so much of it.

He'd paused just after crossing to the next awning, his mind running over the man he'd just seen. It wasn't his appearance that struck him, though masked men often`had an interesting story behind them.

Without crossing back into his line of vision, resting just against that corner that led into the alleyway, he spoke.

"Need a hand?"

herotheydeserve August 5 2009, 06:17:15 UTC

Batman stared at the other, knowing full well that if anything were to convince him that he wasn't in his own world, without him running into an inhuman creature, this would be one of them. This man... The way he looked, the way he carried himself, he didn't seem like anyone he'd ever met before. It was possible that he was just another on the long list of enemies that he had racked up over the years, but somehow, Bruce didn't feel like he would be a problem.

"I've got it." Though he'd accept help from Lucius or Alfred, accepting help from strangers was something that he wasn't particularly comfortable doing. Batman was stubborn (though this was mostly a quality of Bruce's that had carried over), and didn't trust anyone else to help him. It was also part of how he had wanted to become something "more" than human, the legend that Ra's had spoken of. He couldn't become a legend if he let himself fall enough to need someone's help.

But everything was different now, wasn't it?

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