#batsheir

[verdevegan]

batsheir started following you

“Robin!!!!”

[nohright]

SENT TO: DAMIAN WAYNE ( @batsheir )

Assuming I was given the right name...this is the small costumed fellow that I met not too long ago, correct? I apologize that it took me so long to get in contact, darling. You know how this city is. You remember me, don’t you? The lady with the purple hair, I never gave you my name...did it? Oh well, it’s Camilla.

[nicholasstnorth-blog]

batsheir

  “It’s all fun and games till somebody gets hurt.”

i think what you meant to say is it’s NOT fun and games until someone gets hurt

this is why your dad left the city 

[ladybugette-blog]

batsheir replied to your post: i have never done anything wrong in my life?

if i’d tried to kill you, you’d be dead

thats fucked up you’re like 10

[isolaradiale]

without prior reserve, i'd like to migrate damian wayne of dc comics to isola!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Damian!

You will be housed in HOUSE 107.

You will retain everything you received before.

– mod pleiades.

[theosophica-blog]

        ( @batsheir )

        “Oh, how cute, it’s been quite some time since I’ve seen a child as young as you; though your attire is quite odd, I’m assuming you’re in a costume for a play of sorts? Who are you supposed to be?”  Her nose scrunches in slight distaste (though she’s seen clothing choices much worse worn by some of her closest Heroic Spirits, voicing her opinions more bluntly than she is to him), opting to complement its uniqueness over the usual harping criticism she would paint her words with had he been an adult. 

        Cultivating the imagination of the young is important, though not without some borders. Obviously, his mother gave him consent- for who knows what reason- to be tromping about the streets in such goofy fashion.

[ionachta]

( @batsheir )

          Being thrown into a new world wasn’t actually out of the ordinary to Gil given his status as a Servant, one summoned to serve in whatever world beckoned, but this particular one limiting his power had been a surprise-- and it was not just his treasury in a state of deficit either. His vision, his sight, it was also clouded. In the past, his gaze had only been unclear in regards to his own future. Now it was everything-- he had no new answers, and could only rely on old ones. ❝ Guess that means I won’t figure out why my Treasury is only producing fish? ❞ Though it was likely just the rulers of this city toying with him, making a show of stripping the power of the once king, now purely a child. He didn’t even need to eat.

          It had been interesting to see he wasn’t the only one however, and while he was taking the loss of power in his stride, rather accepting of it in fact, others were not. Such as the boy he had come across, one around his age, the main reason for picking him out among the crowds. That, and he was absolutely alone. The way he held himself spoke wonders of his abilities from sight alone, except the wooden sword at his side didn’t seem to be much use as a weapon beyond its value as a blunt instrument. 

          ❝ You’d think they’d have a little leniency for those our age, but then again I suppose they at least understand the dangers some children can pose. That could be taken as a compliment... albeit a twisted one, ❞ striking up conversation with a stranger was easy, even if this one didn’t look the most sociable. You couldn’t rule people if you couldn’t speak with them. ❝ I still feel I got the worst hand out of this situation. My entire treasury is currently inaccessible. You could probably get a real sword pretty easy. Me on the other hand--  what a pain. ❞ Yet for one who was supposedly upset, Gil spoke with a rather content tone.