[OOM-but-not: Taking on violent criminals, no problem. Drinks with your girlfriend's friends . . . ]

[OOM: For every night before there is a morning after.

But don't worry, the cats still get fed.]

[OOM: There's something to be said for quiet birthdays, namely that they tend to happen to other people. Mostly.]

Bruce is not as lame as his mun and so has, in fact, been in the bar a few times recently. So he knows it's Christmas here and that's why he's got a bag with him this evening, in case he happens to run into someone. And if he doesn't, it's still a nice chance to relax with a protein shake and watch the universe implode.

[OOC: Not here for very long ( Read more... )

OOM: If Alfred were thirty years younger, he'd worry he was cutting in.

But he's not, so Bruce just enjoys the date and doesn't stress about it.

Bruce enters the bar backwards, dragging a bag that's obviously extremely heavy. He also obviously didn't intend to wind up here, seeing as he nearly bumps into the bar before he realises where he is (apparently he really never did learn to mind his surroundings ( Read more... )

[OOM: Less than an hour previous.]X slips through the front door, uniform torn and punctured in multiple places, drying blood staining the grey and black material. She doesn't pause to take off her mask, just heads for her room upstairs ( Read more... )

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[OOM: Second dates and Dirty Harry go hand in hand. Especially when there is pizza involved.]

X slips in through the front door, laptop in hand. After a brief stop at Bar to check for messages and to place an order for dinner, she settles down at a corner table.

After eating, she cracks open the laptop and gets to work.

Blueprints are not confusing, except when they contain multiple contradictions within one document.

Hmm.