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Who: Bruce, Clark, Tony
NPC: Alfred Pennyworth
Where: The Cave, Wayne Manor, Gotham, NJ
When: About a week after this happened.
What: Bruce has been brooding after finally seeing Jason face to face. Alfred calls for backup.
Note: To all Cave-Users - From the period after 2/2 - through this point, Bruce has had the Cave on lockdown; no one in or out but him, and he isn't talking to anyone. I leave it up to you what your characters did during that week, whether you were stuck without access to costumes/equipment, or whether he came back before you on 2/2, closed up shop, and you've had your stuff with you all that time, so you could still go patrolling. Depends on how much you wanted his funk to affect you. He did patrol during this period, but would have avoided you like a vampire avoids sunlight (not the sparkly kind).
( Nothing in life was reliable. People hurt you; you could trust no one, even the ones you loved. And it was a blade that cut both ways; he wasn't to be trusted either. )
NPC: Alfred Pennyworth
Where: The Cave, Wayne Manor, Gotham, NJ
When: About a week after this happened.
What: Bruce has been brooding after finally seeing Jason face to face. Alfred calls for backup.
Note: To all Cave-Users - From the period after 2/2 - through this point, Bruce has had the Cave on lockdown; no one in or out but him, and he isn't talking to anyone. I leave it up to you what your characters did during that week, whether you were stuck without access to costumes/equipment, or whether he came back before you on 2/2, closed up shop, and you've had your stuff with you all that time, so you could still go patrolling. Depends on how much you wanted his funk to affect you. He did patrol during this period, but would have avoided you like a vampire avoids sunlight (not the sparkly kind).
( Nothing in life was reliable. People hurt you; you could trust no one, even the ones you loved. And it was a blade that cut both ways; he wasn't to be trusted either. )