[So, Batman's escaped Ivy, but, when he returned, he was still fairly drugged and exhausted, both physically and mentally. He used a syringe of SOMETHING to counteract the effects of the poisons and drugs he has in his body, but it didn't act fast enough to protect him from regressing when he saw Haruhi's entry. So... Have a Kid!Bruce, from before
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T-This book... talks?
But... Mom said this kind of magic doesn't really exist...
Um... Well...
[a pause as he glances around]
H-hello, Mr. Book...?
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I don't want you wandering about all alone, poor thing...Tell me where you are-?
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I'm B-Bruce and... I... don't really know where I am...
This doesn't look like the manor... This... doesn't look like Gotham at all. But I'm... inside somewhere. It... looks like someone's been living here...
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I, um... Magic... Toilet... City...?
That doesn't even sound like a good story.
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I'm Eric, who are you?
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Oooh. You mean like the Green Lantern and the Flash and the Justice Society?
I'm Bruce.
[OOC: Yes, he is referring to Alan Scott and Jay Garrick, for those keeping track.]
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Listen, are you hurt at all?
This will sound weird, but you call yourself 'Clark Kent' here, understand?
[strikes blacked out after a few seconds]
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Yes. I... I think someone used it on me, but I'm not sure why. It's empty now.
Yes... There are lots of places on my arms and legs and body where it feels like there were thorns in me... there aren't any still there... but it hurts. I wish my dad was here. He's a doctor... he'd take care of me.
You say that like I've been here for a while. Am I supposed to know you?
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You may or might not. I'm Max. If you get hurt or anything, just go ahead and ask me for help, alright?
[Max's thoughts: Syringes are bad mojo, but reassurance is necessary for a kidling. Your dad is dead, but there's no way I'm telling a kid that. Also, I'm not sure whether you died and came back as a kid or this Haruhi's version of a joke.]
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[A good man, yes. A good dad? Not so much. Never had much time for his family.]
I... don't understand. But okay.
Do I really have to say I'm "Clark"?
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Mhm. He's our butler. He usually takes care of me when Mom's busy and Dad's at work. Which is a lot.
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[his voice is suddenly a little more suspicious, Mommy and Daddy told him about kidnappers.]
How did you know that?
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