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Bruce Wainright has (onerule) wrote in rooms,
@ 2014-09-04 23:44:00

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!dc comics, *journal, *log, bruce wayne, cassie sandsmark, dinah lance, donna troy, eddie nigma, hal jordan, jason todd, selina kyle, stephanie brown, steve rogers

batfam+/JL+, selina k., steve r.
[batfam+/JL+]

Ra's is in custody. I know we're all busy with clean up, but a long-term solution is needed. A normal prison is out of the question.

[locked to selina k.]

Selina?

[locked to steve r.]

Ra's Al Ghul has been apprehended. Water and power are back on. You can let your people know.

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Re: In-person: Selina/Bruce

onerule
2014-09-12 12:48 am UTC (link)

[It had taken a long, long time, but Bruce had finally begun to come to terms with the way she, and most everyone else, had compared him to their Bat. Expectations, disappointment, hostility; it was like old wounds, scars, faded and forgotten but never gone. Still, he didn't want to dwell on the past. For one, he was trying to move forward.

He was fairly certain her exhaustion played a part in how relatively calm she was, all things considered. They hadn't been intimate in a long time, and the last time she'd been naked, well, he'd been hopelessly drunk and it hadn't ended well. But he was tired, too, and the warm water was soothing, and it was easy to be lulled. He barely flinched when she water turned hotter, more scalding, but it seemed they'd both wanted the same thing. If his skin was raw and red afterward, well, all the better.]

I think I might be able to adjust, Ms. Kyle. [His voice was warmer, almost lazy, and he didn't even tense up when she leaned back against him.] Never. [It was murmured assurance when she told him not to let her drown, and beneath the water his fingers twitched, the start of movement he needed to talk himself into.] Alright. Once you're better, Pirates. I'd like to see it. [Really, he'd like to see anywhere that wasn't here, even just for a little while. He closed his eyes a little when she dragged her fingers along his jaw, an unthinking thing, and he reached up to drag his fingers from her wrist to her elbow, then up to her shoulder.] Just a few days.

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Re: In-person: Selina/Bruce

spacecowboys
2014-09-12 12:59 am UTC (link)

[There were things she wanted to say, and there were things she probably needed to say, but none of them seemed to matter with the water lapping against muscles that were sorely in need of a break. And with the tension gone? His presence at her back was something strong and trusted, and there wasn't very much she trusted in this world. She heard the laziness in his voice, and she chuckled, her smile lush and slow, unhurried, closed eyes and just the smallest hitch of breath at the feel of his fingers along her arm.] In Port Royal? They think my absentee husband lets me get away with murder. They'll love you.

[And at least it was something to look forward to. Something safe, and as much as she loved Gotham she needed a break from all of it. From pretending not to see shadows, from pretending the incident with Crane hadn't left its mark, from pretending she hadn't shattered when she thought Ra's was going to kill him. She exhaled, grateful, and her fingers fell heavily to his shoulder. She turned slightly beneath the water, unthinking, to curl against him, and that vulnerability? Would so not be easily repeated once she had her claws back. For now, her hand closed around his arm, and her breath fanned warmly against his sternum.]

Thanks, Bruce. [More whisper than anything, too, too grateful for the Cat, and her fingers already going pass-out slack against his arm as her breathing evened.]

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Re: In-person: Selina/Bruce

onerule
2014-09-12 05:47 am UTC (link)

[Days of no sleep, the heat, her body against his, it all relaxed him in a way he rarely ever allowed himself to be, and he smiled when she talked about Port Royal.] Will they? That'll be a nice change. [But there was no bitterness, no real anger; he had a different attitude towards all of that now. Or maybe he'd just been through so much that his anger was directed elsewhere now, and he was tired.

To expect that a vacation would fix everything was unrealistic, but maybe it would help. He thought it would. She wasn't okay, he knew that too, but he didn't have the energy to talk about it just then. Later, he promised himself drowsily. Later. His breath caught in his throat when she curled against him, turning in the water, and part of him vaguely thought that he should try to remember this; even though they were trying, vulnerability like this with each other was rare. He shifted, arms going around her almost protectively, and he let out a long, sleepy sigh.] You don't have to thank me. I'm glad... you're here. I'm here. [He tried to keep his eyes open but they were so, so heavy.] We're here.

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