|I'm the mother f*cking Batman (bat_knight) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2012-03-05 12:43:00
|Entry tags:||bruce wayne/batman, damian wayne/robin|
Who: Bruce and Damian Wayne
What: Some father/son bonding. Or Damian trying to save his father from a life of bloodshed. Possibly both.
Where: Cafe in Lawrence
When: Noon of the 5th
Status/Rating: In progress/I...have no idea.
Talking between Damian, Dick, Clark, Darcy, and everyone else who seemed to have taken upon themselves to save him had both angered the hell out of Bruce but also had made him think. What if they were right? What if this wasn't the way? Oh he knew years ago he had been certain of that line of thinking, going after Jason and trying to get him to see reason. The past five years had seen Bruce take up Jason's method of crime fighting. And it had worked. But at a cost like everyone seemed to think. Bruce saw himself as nothing more than a monster right now. But he would pay that price if it kept people from committing crimes.
But is it worth it since I have no one in my time?
Yes, he still had Jason and they were a bit closer than they were in this time, but still. Was that cost worth it? He let a slow breath out as he entered the cafe a few minutes before noon and took the booth in the back corner where they could talk freely and still not be bothered. Taking the seat so his back was to the wall and he could see the whole cafe, he ordered himself some green tea and waited for his son.
He still couldn't believe that he and Talia had had a son together. Questions ran rampant in his mind. Whas Damian already born from the point in which Bruce had been taken? Why hadn't Talia told him about Damian? Yes, he had gotten the information off of that Wiki page thing Damian had shown him, but he'd rather hear it from the horse's mouth as the saying went.