WHO: sami rowd, dami brat & pals WHEN: jan - feb WHERE: places WHAT: a catch-all NOTES\WARNINGS: discussions of death, dismemberment, arson, child endangerment, and someone in here will probably start a fight at some point.
( Quiet, he listens β lets Damian explain to him the ways he sees his mother. The ways his father likely sees her. It still doesn't make sense to him but he isn't about to question his own love and relationship to his mother. Instead, he just looks to him. Words soft. )
You deserve better.
( A better life than what he's had thus far. Because he hates knowing his son could so intimately understand the weight and the ache of so much loss. He wears the cape and cowl as a means to seek vengeance on those who seek to harm others. Hoping that, maybe one day, he might come across the one[s] who murdered his parents and take it all out on them as he's wanted to for years now. Damian doesn't deserve to have this life. Regardless of having worn the cowl for only two years now, it's still too late for him to be anything other than The Batman. )
Better for me would have consisted of me simply not existing to begin with. And I know that, with your limited knowledge of my Gotham, you know that as well.
( talia al ghul could have still had her son, but given him up to prevent him from being raised within the league. either to a complete stranger, thus erasing the existence of damian al ghul in his entirety, or to bruce himself. and batman can't be batman with a young child, nor would his father have given up the mission for a child he had never intended to have. either damian would have been raised largely by alfred while his father consistently returned home injured, near-death, or disappeared for months on end, or he would have been raised by someone entirely outside of the wayne's household, intentionally removed from the bat's influence. damian al ghul, damian wayne, robin would have never existed. )
I have put in an almost insurmountable amount of effort to become who I am. The past cannot be changed, but my future is mine to decide. Father taught me that.
It is and I hope you choose to do what's best for you.
( Gently, he places a hand atop Damian's head β gloved fingers just barely squeezing through those dark strands of hair β before he drops it back down to Robin's shoulder there and he offers to him a squeeze of support. )
No matter what that may be, I'll always be here for you, Damian.
( it's said as if he is certain, but damian - isn't. he's lost his father before, lost his brothers, lost his mother, lost his father again - as he said, loss is something he's overly familiar with. but he raises a hand, presses gloved fingers over the top of bruce's own and squeezes tight for a moment.
( He may not be as old as his older self trekking along with his cane just yet, but the things he felt in his heart at the thought of something having happened to Damian when seeing that alarm⦠it had taken him a bit to regulate it, needless to say.
That being said though, )
Was there something you wanted out here? Or should we head back?
( no promises are made not to terrify bruce again, because chances are high damian will, even if it's unintentional the next time. instead, damian just raises a hand, and points out towards the justice tower that recently arrived. )
'Superman' and 'Batman' are staying there. I was able to confirm that this Superman is Kryptonian. He shares the same weaknesses as Kent.
( weaknesses that he and the rest of the robins previously refused to tell bruce. )
( a blade, to be specific. damian doesn't pull out the blade, but unlatches the sheath itself from his utility belt, and tosses it over towards bruce. )
( Unsure with whether or not Damian's being sarcastic there, he takes a second to watch him leap from the rooftop before he fires his own grapple hook off and follows after, swinging from the ledge of the roof. )
the grapple's line quickly goes taut, catching damian in his descent to start yanking him back up - but before it can pull him very far towards the next rooftop, he's cutting the line so he's dropping down rather than getting yanked from one rooftop another.
it's intentional. the grapple was meant more to lower him a little further safely. once cut, damian shoves the grapple gun back into it's holster and grabs onto the edges of his cloak, pulling it out until it helps him glide slowly towards the ground below. )
( One word comes to mind when seeing all this: showoff.
Still, he follows down, gliding through the sky in his descent towards the ground, hand on the grapple gun as he swings down. Even as he does, he keeps an eye on their surroundings β an eye on Damian β then focuses a little on his dropping down to the ground there. )
You like to showoff.
( It's said gently as he touches the ground, reeling in the line before he's making his way for the car nearby. )
( he hits the ground, rolling forward to keep with the momentum so the impact doesn't hit just his knees - and with bruce's comment, intentionally drops forward onto his hands, legs coming up behind him as he shifts into a handstand. )
My Robin training was completed under the biggest performer of us all.
( He's seen it before with Dick here. Not all that difficult to connect the dots.
Boots scuff against the cement as he walks β cape billowing around him in the gentle breeze that drifts by. The car is tucked away within the shadows of a nearby alley he walks towards, intending for Damian to follow along and take him home. )
I don't want you provoking this other Superman or supposed Batman.
( He opens the car as he goes and says that and yes, it has the passenger seat back in it. Of course it does. )
( damian isn't naturally showy. he's efficient. every move of his body is carefully chosen before it's made, every twitch, to ensure he's using the exact amount of energy he needs to at all times so he is neither overexerting himself nor under-utilizing his body. it's nearly ten years of extensive training, wrapped around roughly four years of re-training himself to respond to things differently. to be efficient, but non-lethal. to play a little and have fun. he still struggles with that part frequently, but he's still dropping down onto his forearms and extending his legs forward so he can get his boots back under him in a move he'd definitely picked up from grayson himself. )
I barely provoked them. ( with a roll of his eyes under the domino mask, as damian gets into the car. ) It's not my fault they're sensitive.
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You deserve better.
( A better life than what he's had thus far. Because he hates knowing his son could so intimately understand the weight and the ache of so much loss. He wears the cape and cowl as a means to seek vengeance on those who seek to harm others. Hoping that, maybe one day, he might come across the one[s] who murdered his parents and take it all out on them as he's wanted to for years now. Damian doesn't deserve to have this life. Regardless of having worn the cowl for only two years now, it's still too late for him to be anything other than The Batman. )
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( talia al ghul could have still had her son, but given him up to prevent him from being raised within the league. either to a complete stranger, thus erasing the existence of damian al ghul in his entirety, or to bruce himself. and batman can't be batman with a young child, nor would his father have given up the mission for a child he had never intended to have. either damian would have been raised largely by alfred while his father consistently returned home injured, near-death, or disappeared for months on end, or he would have been raised by someone entirely outside of the wayne's household, intentionally removed from the bat's influence. damian al ghul, damian wayne, robin would have never existed. )
I have put in an almost insurmountable amount of effort to become who I am. The past cannot be changed, but my future is mine to decide. Father taught me that.
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( Gently, he places a hand atop Damian's head β gloved fingers just barely squeezing through those dark strands of hair β before he drops it back down to Robin's shoulder there and he offers to him a squeeze of support. )
No matter what that may be, I'll always be here for you, Damian.
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( it's said as if he is certain, but damian - isn't. he's lost his father before, lost his brothers, lost his mother, lost his father again - as he said, loss is something he's overly familiar with. but he raises a hand, presses gloved fingers over the top of bruce's own and squeezes tight for a moment.
lets go after. )
I apologize for frightening you.
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( He may not be as old as his older self trekking along with his cane just yet, but the things he felt in his heart at the thought of something having happened to Damian when seeing that alarm⦠it had taken him a bit to regulate it, needless to say.
That being said though, )
Was there something you wanted out here? Or should we head back?
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'Superman' and 'Batman' are staying there. I was able to confirm that this Superman is Kryptonian. He shares the same weaknesses as Kent.
( weaknesses that he and the rest of the robins previously refused to tell bruce. )
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( Clark, to him, was Superman. )
And how did you manage to confirm that?
( He has a pretty good idea, but. Figures he'll ask anyways. )
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( a blade, to be specific. damian doesn't pull out the blade, but unlatches the sheath itself from his utility belt, and tosses it over towards bruce. )
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You threatened him?
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( of course he threatened him, who do you think damian is? )
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( Tossing it back to him, he makes his way past Damian, heading for the ledge of the roof. )
Come on. We're going home.
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( and he was in a mood, only worsened by connor's disappearance. bruce tosses the knife, and damian catches it easily.
takes a moment to reattach it to his belt, before he's following after. )
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Did you bring the bike here?
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( but he does pull out his grapple gun, aligning it with the skyscraper across from them before firing it off and - leaping from the rooftop. )
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the grapple's line quickly goes taut, catching damian in his descent to start yanking him back up - but before it can pull him very far towards the next rooftop, he's cutting the line so he's dropping down rather than getting yanked from one rooftop another.
it's intentional. the grapple was meant more to lower him a little further safely. once cut, damian shoves the grapple gun back into it's holster and grabs onto the edges of his cloak, pulling it out until it helps him glide slowly towards the ground below. )
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Still, he follows down, gliding through the sky in his descent towards the ground, hand on the grapple gun as he swings down. Even as he does, he keeps an eye on their surroundings β an eye on Damian β then focuses a little on his dropping down to the ground there. )
You like to showoff.
( It's said gently as he touches the ground, reeling in the line before he's making his way for the car nearby. )
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My Robin training was completed under the biggest performer of us all.
( grayson. )
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( He's seen it before with Dick here. Not all that difficult to connect the dots.
Boots scuff against the cement as he walks β cape billowing around him in the gentle breeze that drifts by. The car is tucked away within the shadows of a nearby alley he walks towards, intending for Damian to follow along and take him home. )
I don't want you provoking this other Superman or supposed Batman.
( He opens the car as he goes and says that and yes, it has the passenger seat back in it. Of course it does. )
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I barely provoked them. ( with a roll of his eyes under the domino mask, as damian gets into the car. ) It's not my fault they're sensitive.