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Bruce Wayne (capedcrusade) wrote in modernage,
@ 2010-08-08 13:58:00

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richard grayson | nightwing, thomas elliot | hush, timothy drake | robin, {alfred pennyworth}, {bruce wayne | batman}, ∴ scenes: ongoing

Thread: Wayne Household Family Dinner
Who: Tommy Elliot, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, and Tim Drake
Where: Wayne Manor
When: Thursday, May 20, 2010
What: Tommy comes over for dinner with Bruce and the boys.

It was the evening Tommy was to come to dinner, and Bruce was finding he was looking forward to it. It seemed he never spent enough time with either Tommy or the boys, and here was a chance to do both. Since it was nice weather out, Alfred had set dinner up in one of the gazebos in the gardens. Pot roast had been requested, and pot roast it was, along with a number of salads and sides that made the whole thing feel like a slightly fancy picnic.

Tim was around somewhere, and Tommy and Dick should be arriving soon. Damian... it was decided he shouldn't attend. Bruce didn't think the boy was ready for the sort of social environment the dinner would present, not to mention talking about their lives without giving away their secrets. And frankly, he didn't want the boy insulting Tommy. He'd have invited the child if Dick thought it was a good idea, but he'd agreed, so that was that.

All the arrangements made, there was nothing left to do but wait for his guests.

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thequietcut
2010-08-09 09:15 pm UTC (link)

Tommy's chauffeur pulled up to stately Wayne Manor, moving at a clipped pace to round the vehicle and open Dr. Elliot's door. Tommy had always been in awe of the sprawling estate. Once the beating heart of Gotham's socialite body, without the absence of Thomas and Martha Wayne the place felt a bit like a sleeping body. Oh yes, Bruce did entertain, but the upper echelon of Gotham would all quietly agree that it lacked the same warmth it had in Tommy's youth. These were different times, of course--full of violence, irony and hopelessness. These were the days in which Tommy thrived, for deep down he felt little care for his common man and no optimism that Gotham (the world even!) would ever be more than what it was.

And here he was, standing at the precipice of a great new venture. It seemed Bruce still clung to the decaying corpse of Lady Hope, and Tommy wanted to remind his old friend that he could never win. There was no good in this world, no love, no friendship. The Waynes had taught Tommy that lesson with their vapid dreams of generosity and friendship, their ignorance to the harsh realities of life, their manipulation of the tender emotions he had once possessed.

He had to wonder--had to see for himself--just what falsehoods Bruce was engendering in his young children. There was much reconnaissance to be done tonight, and there was no door that couldn't be pried open a bit with a show of that false good will. Bottle of expensive Brandy in hand and box of chocolates in tow, he rang the bell. "Alf" received a familiar hazing from the doctor before he showed Tommy out back.

"Now, if I knew the key to us keeping our mutual appointments was having kids involved, I would have grabbed a few of my own." He grinned and, once relieved of his gifts by Alfred, gave Bruce a good clap on the back.

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thethirdrobin
2010-08-10 03:35 am UTC (link)

Knowing that the dinner was to be this evening, and how important it seemed to be to Bruce, Tim had stuck around the manor since arriving home from school. But though he was not taking off to the streets as Robin, he had still sequestered himself within his own quarters for most of the day dividing his time between school projects and thoughts about Stephanie Brown. Part of him wanted to go to Bruce for advice concerning her, but considering the sort of past and recent dealings involving 'the Spoiler', not to mention his own failing her, he was not sure he could.

And so he brooded. Because at least until such time as he met with the Titans again, he was not sure who else he would talk to about his feelings.

When the appointed time came, however, he made certain he was ready and down for dinner. Though he had heard much about Doctor Thomas Elliot from both reputation and from Bruce, he had never personally met the man and he looked forward to remedying that. After all, anyone who actually managed to be a friend of Bruce had to be worth knowing, as far as he was concerned.

Arriving just in time to see the good doctor clapping Bruce on the back, Tim stood to one side graciously, smirking about the 'kids' comment. Not sure as to whether or not Bruce wanted to make the introductions, he paused before speaking to allow him the chance.