damian wayne (injustice) (
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001. un: damian wayne. audio. ourpowers.
I'll keep this short and simple.
My name is Damian Wayne. If this has any meaning to you, I suggest you contact me before I feel the need contact you.
As for the rest of you, how many of you know how to fight? I don't mean a tussle in the school yard, I mean a fight for your life. If you don't, I suggest you learn. Fast.
My name is Damian Wayne. If this has any meaning to you, I suggest you contact me before I feel the need contact you.
As for the rest of you, how many of you know how to fight? I don't mean a tussle in the school yard, I mean a fight for your life. If you don't, I suggest you learn. Fast.
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it's that last name there that has him feeling... some way.
the searches through his laptop bring up hardly anything but he's not about to reply to the audio file. he's busy — pensive — and figures this is the one who he's been gently warned about. he's only just started to become accustomed to the whiplash he gets from the jasons whenever they interact with each other. he doesn't know if he can take a third on for that.
but.
he's out during the night. cape and cowl. because he is the night and all. plus, he's still looking for joker — for anything that can lead him to him. it's why he's on the rooftop of a relatively tall building near the park jason had given him about a kidnapping happening some months ago that had possibly been joker's doing. a trail that had gone cold, it seems, but. he's still there. watching. looking for anything that might give him something to go on. tucked into the shadows as he does. )
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but he put out the call. and their name - their blood - is a thread he knows bruce won't be able to resist tugging on. its a connection that binds them for better and for worse.
damian's not bothering to hide himself tonight. he moves less like a wild thing. a blend of dick grayson's strength, ingrained league of shadows stealth, and the raw strength of his bloodline. he doesn't bother hiding his approach - he sees the flutter of the cape and that tells him he'd better get this over with now, rather than continuing to drag it out.
but he stands on the opposing side. silent. watching. waiting to see how this bruce will react to his presence. his existence. ]
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yet there's been one he hasn't yet come across despite being told there's another — that he'd need to be a little more careful with him if only because of how complicated it all is between them. it still being a mystery to him.
granted, when a different version of your father who also happens to be younger and is from a point in time before even taking on his first ward comes around, that alone is bound to make things complicated.
when he's not yet become hope or justice for the people of gotham, but still very much vengeance.
for a moment, it seems as if he doesn't see damian, staring down to the park instead. then, he finally speaks and his voice is low yet soft when he does. )
Finally decided to come around? ( a beat, a slow glance to him. ) Damian.
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Bruce. [ it's as close to a cordial greeting as he can manage. still distant, a hint of disdain and venom to the word. ] I thought we were overdue for an introduction.
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That what this is?
( because he knows the two ways this could go: the jason way or the tim and dick way. )
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[ the offer is there. damian would -
well he'd rather avoid it. historically, fighting his father hasn't ended well for him. and while he thinks he might have a better chance at beating a younger version of him, he doesn't want to take that risk and ick his wounded ego. ]
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another glance down to the park, he looks back over to damian. staring. seeing things there in his face that are... familiar. yet different. )
Not particularly.
( at that, he steps down off the ledge, boots heavy as he moves away from it, cape gently following after him. )
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[ more of a mouth, more of an ego. damian crosses his arms and looks the man up and down properly. judging every inch of him, but withholding the scoring. ]
It'll come. I am the blood son, after all. You deserve to experience the upgrade first hand at some point.
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he's young — bruce is, that is. only been at this for two years now where he's become more batman than bruce wayne and still has yet to find his real footing in being gotham's so-called protector. there's still a lot of anger he keeps there inside him and working alongside those who aren't alfred or gordon is not anything he has much experience with. maybe that shows in the way he keeps his distance — in the way he eyes damian with suspicion and uncertainty. as if always assuming the worst of people. )
If you've come to preen over how much better you are, you can save it.
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[ no use mincing words. ]
See, my old man - wasn't exactly the nicest guy. And his arrogance and refusal to admit where he was wrong, that cost us everything.
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( it's not said with any malice nor frustration that one might have over... everything, really. rather, it's more tired than anything else. )
Whatever you want to say, say it.