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Tweak says, "I'm immanentizing the eschaton"

Richard Grayson (flyinggrayson_) wrote in parabolical,
@ 2009-06-29 20:48:00

Entry tags:

bruce wayne/batman, dick grayson, terry mcginnis/batman

WHO: Dick Grayson, Terry McGinnis, and Bruce Wayne
WHAT: Dick hoping for a welcoming party
WHEN: Late afternoon
WHERE: Wayne Manor.
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Incomplete

Dick stood by his motorcycle, he would take the time it took to fill up the tank to think a bit. He didn't know how to process what Roy and Terry had told him. Alternate reality, demons, mini Batman. It was all a little weird but then again when wasn't his life weird. After everything that's happened in his life he would think that nothing could surprise him. And yet this did, he would just have to deal and get over it. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the paper he wrote the address on. At least the boy gave him the address to the manor instead of just blowing him off. He couldn't say if he was in the boy's shoes he would do the same thing. He hopped onto his motorcycle and rode there, wondering if it was going to be the same.

It wasn't long before he made it to the manor. He hopped of the motorcycle and grabbed his duffel bag, he was in serious need of a washer and dryer. Almost like a kid coming home from college. Only they usually knew what the reaction of the people inside were going to have, he didn't. Although he hoped someone would be glad to see him after all he has been gone for a while. He walked over to the door then looked down at his key. Couldn't hurt it try it. And like magic it did, he walked in. Looking around the foyer, despite being in a weird alternate reality he was still happy to be home.

“Hey is anyone home?!” he yelled. “Alfred? Bruce?” Then he thought for a moment, “Terry?” It almost sounded as it actually pained him to say the boy's name. Like everything else he was sure he would eventually get used to the boy.

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batman2point0
2009-06-30 01:49 am UTC (link)

Dick may get used to Terry, but Terry was almost certain he wasn't gonna be able to get used to Dick. He honestly didn't know how to react. He was pretty sure he'd over reacted on the boards. Lately everything had been a sensitive issue with him. He hated it and knew he needed to work on whatever was causing his latest almost constant stream of panic attacks but he didn't know where to start. Ever since he was forced to kill that whacked out alternate Bat everything was heightened. His awareness, his stress levels, he rarely ate. Rarely slept. Always avoided the subject if it was brought up.As if he was being prepared for a full emotional shut down or something.

Terry had been working out in the caves when the monitor on the bat computer warned him of a break in. He'd been fighting a simulation-one that was designed for Bruce, one that nearly took him out. It stopped instantly once the silent warnings went off. Terry knelt for a second to catch his breath, it was painful. He needed to get back into shape. It wasn't like the bad things were going to wait for him to feel better. Forcing himself up he Headed back toward the manors living quarters and inside where he heard the voice. "Must be Dick Grayson." He tried not to sound cold. In all honesty it was more like surprise. Though his face didn't show it.

He was dressed in workout clothes. Using a towel from his shoulder he whipped some sweat from his brow. Terry looked alot like Bruce, same crystal blue eyes, black slightly mussed hair. Same build. Just..obviously smaller. Younger features. "Dunno where Bruce is." Terry shrugged. Roy liked him for some reason, so maybe he could at least try. For Roy's sake if any.

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caped_crusader
2009-07-02 05:45 am UTC (link)

Bruce wasn’t sure of how he was supposed to react to Dick. Seeing him was inevitable and yet, he was hoping that he would get more time to sit there and wait for it to happen. Avoiding him was out of the question but approaching him before he had to was nerve-racking. How was somebody supposed to tell someone who they supposedly adopted, that they were only familiar with them because they had read a file tucked away in a computer?

In the study, Ace turned around in a circle and then lowered himself to rest comfortably beneath the chair where his master sat, happy to lay there with his head on the floor. Terry was in the Cave and Bruce could relax knowing where he was and what he was doing. The kid went out and he worried. The kid didn’t sleep and he worried. Hell, Terry got a certain look in his eyes and he worried. He was the only one that he did that with and Bruce wouldn’t admit to it, but it was true.

He wondered if he’d eventually become accustomed to Dick being around, just as he had become accustomed to Terry. He hadn’t known Terry when he’d shown up and to be honest, he hadn’t approved of him at first glance. This wasn’t the same. Dick would want him to know who he was. He would expect it.

Ace lifting his head and barking was the first sign of someone else being in the manor. The dog stood up to venture out and into the foyer and Bruce followed behind him. Ace laid eyes on the new arrival, was unsure of him and flicked his ears back. Looking Dick over once, Bruce was silent along with his dog.

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flyinggrayson_
2009-07-19 05:41 pm UTC (link)

Dick didn't want to seem like he didn't want to see Terry although that seemed impossible. "Yes, Dick Grayson. Pleasure to meet you," he smiled and held out his hand toward Terry. "I'm sure we'll get along." Well eventually they would get along, probably. He could see Bruce in the boy, his eyes and his hair. It was odd to see those features in anyone that wasn't Bruce Wayne but that didn't change the fact that they were there.

Dick looked up and he stood straight. He knew immediately who was standing there. It was Bruce, boy did he look so much younger it was sort of weird to see him like that. If it were his Bruce he would have looked happy to see him but his smile faded. Even looking at Bruce he knew that he wasn't really home. He wondered if he would even be allowed to stay in the manor. He could always find somewhere else. "I think I found him," he said to Bruce looking past Terry. "Dick Grayson."

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