#gothamlegacy

[redhoodbird]

gothamlegacy started following you

Thomas narrowed his eyes at stared at the other from under his helmet. He was focusing mostly on the red bat across the other's chest. This wasn't someone he knew. "Who are you?"

[itsjustwaiting]

+ gothamlegacy

The night was cool in the streets of Gotham's East End. Holly was perched on the top of a two-story building, peering down at the late night bustle of people at cheap restaurants and pubs, hailing cabs and making noise...

He didn't quite fit in, though, Holly thought of the young man who held her attention at that moment. Something about him was... what was a good word for "out of place"?

Curious, she kept an eye on him, clambering to her feet and making her way down to the street to get a better look.

[thethirdbatman]

gothamlegacy was spotted

"Identify yourself." Batman ordered.

[gothamlegacy]

"You think this amusing. As always."

Damian scrunches his face in disapproval when he says it, but his voice is much less disparaging than he intends. It’s difficult to maintain any facade of frustration with Grayson— much more now than when he was a small child. 

"You might at least keep proper reports detailing your activity," Damian chides as he settles upon a kitchen chair. 

[theflyingwonder]

"What, did you want the play-by-play? How about this. I'm looking down on some arms dealers. They're small fry, wouldn't expect to grab our attention. I'll follow them up the chain of command until I find their supplier. That sound good to you, boss?"

[timetoservejustice-blog]

Damian’s mouth quirks at the familiar rejoinder, somewhat more good-natured as a young man than when he first issued his orders as a child. “They wouldn’t be amiss, no. Bring a cup for yourself,” he adds, arms draped over his chair, “and we’ll discuss your shortcomings. And perhaps other topics.”  

"I think you'll find that list to be quite short." Alfred replied. Damian had gone though a lot of changes, but his sass still remained throughout the years. "Very well, only since you asked so politely."

[favoritelittlefairy-blog]

I will make you experience unimaginable pain.

    “Wh-what? Hang on a s-second, please—!” the words were blurted out with a panicked tone. Cullen quickly held his hands up in a surrendering manner, stumbling away from the other. He hadn’t ever seen this guy before, was he…new to the gang? Oh god, he looked really capable fulfilling his threat—

[timetoservejustice-blog]

Chai tea, Pennyworth, with ground cloves. I want it in one of the cups with the purple iris pattern on them, and be prompt about it.

"Perhaps Master would like warm mixed nuts and a moist hand towel." 

[onlytalia]

gothamlegacy

Damian cannot help but mirror her smile, at once enraptured by her radiance just as surely as he had been as a child. It’s a gesture that finds itself more at ease upon his face now that he’s a young man, his churlishness having been tempered by the years— though not stifled entirely. “Indeed, it can. I still marvel as the seasons change, no matter how often I observe it. Some part of me holds fast to the memory of an endless string of warm days in the desert at your side. When the frost falls upon Gotham, I am always surprised.” 

It's odd for Talia to see her son so grown up — now with his own air of elegance, one that seemed tempered in Al Ghul blood. Her expression remains pleased. 

"A beautiful image, Damian. I admit, a miss the desert sands. Particularly during winter."