WHO: John Blake & Bruce Wayne. WHAT: Discussions of Bane and of Dreams. WHEN: Thursday Night. WHERE: The Cave. WARNINGS: PG
John had woken up cold twice now. It was the kind of deep, bone chill that you couldn't shake no matter how hard you tried. Maria was doing her best to help, but he knew she was terrified.
Part of him wondered how long it would last. The dreams made it seem like a hopeless situation. Even if Bruce wasn't the Bruce from the dreams, at least he might understand. And he had heard of Bane...
John waited in the Cave, hands in his pockets. He was thankful that he at least didn't have to patrol. No help to anyone like this, and all he needed was one screw up to make Skeeter lose her shit.