I am Batman

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[hereprettykittyselina]

"I was wondering when you were gonna notice me. I guess there are enough beautiful women in this place that it might take a minute for you to settle on this plain old face." She gestured at her visage. laughing as she did so, knowing full well she was the best looking woman inside the establishment. "You may not be the best at conversation but you do know how to keep a girl on her toes. Who needs conversation, when action is always on the table" She smirked, toying with him and loving it.

@thecapedcrusade

[thecapedcrusade]

"Many." He said looking at all of them with his charming Bruce Wayne Smile, to keep up the appearance. "But not enough to keep me from noticing you." His tone hinted at playful but didn't quite reach there. Part of it was he kept an eye on every person in his vicinity at all times, and part of it was he could never miss her in a crowd. There's been too much history to. "Action?" He repeated with a small amused 'humph'. "I'm hoping you don't something about tonight that I don't." He said as he raised an inquisitive brow.

[hoodedfury]

"we should probably head back before it gets any later. I don't mind, I'm just saying the statistical chances of me shooting somebody increases with every passing minute." this was gotham and not that any of the local criminals needed encouragement from the sun going down to try their hand at armed robbery, it certainly made them feel invited.

[thecapedcrusade]

"Jason." Bruce reprimanded with a single word. The the prospect of Jason killing was far from amusing. He was attempting to find some time to reconnect with Jason, their relationship had been anything but easy. Jason was mad and hurt and he had every right to be. Bruce had failed him those years ago. The greatest failure of his life. He hadn't forgiven himself yet, so how could Jason. Shifting away from the reprimand he responded. "I appreciate that you accompanied me tonight." His tone was stiff and awkward. Their rhythm still yet to be found.

[formeroracle]

"—Just hold on one second." The ever incessant buzz of the police scanner was going off once against in Barbara's ear. It only took a second to silence it, and one more to realign her focus to who was in front of her. Old habits died hard, and she liked to stay up to date on what was going on. "You were saying?"

[thecapedcrusade]

He waited with a stone faced expression as she silenced her ear piece. "As I was saying, Barbara. Have you gathered any more information on Firefly's whereabouts? I'm skeptical that he caused the fires Docklands."

[hereprettykittyselina]

"Cant blame a girl for trying, right? Curiosity, right?" Selina was sly, careful as she turned a phrase. "It's boring as hell, to be sure." She hated that she needed him, but there was only so much money she could make stealing from rich, collecting baubles, jewelry, art. Cat statues, in particular. Yes, she could be picky at times, for the aesthetic. "Do you have a different in mind for us to discuss?" she purred.

[thecapedcrusade]

His eyes moved around the busy restaurant before lingering on Selina. She had a way of getting his guard down and she knew it. It was dangerous, exciting, and comforting all at once. Perhaps those three words best described their history with one another. Now that the waitress had stopped lingering by their table he could put this facsimile of Bruce Wayne away and be more true to himself.

"You know you're the better one at conversation." He said with faint amusement in his voice before taking a small sip from his champagne. It was mainly for show, to keep up the Bruce Wayne image. He didn't like his senses dulling. Precisely why he had ingested a small dose of an alcohol neutralizing gel. The night was still young and much could go wrong. When he and Selina got together normally it did.

"It's been a while since I've seen you. Been keeping busy?" He asked, a knowing tone lifting his question.

[bztboi-deactivated20260529]

"are you saying that me being green is a lost cause?" damn, that hurt a little bit. his dreams of becoming as cool as this guy are shattered. "quick question— does that suit make you like, really good at hide and seek? 'cause i kind of want to test that theory out."

[thecapedcrusade]

"The green doesn't assist, but that's not the problem." He replied turning around to face him. As he rambled out his next question, Bruce just stared for a moment. Debating if it was necessary to respond when there were far more important things he could be doing right now. "I don't have time for hide and seek."

[mightycrabjoyfan01]

Clark wasn't exactly trying to be stealthy, but there was only so much noise as he floated above the gotham city rooftop. His cape billowed with the breeze, a soft rustle of fabric among the honking cars and wailing sirens in the distance. And although he made no attempt to hide this, it was a quiet noise most people probably wouldn't have noticed. It made him wonder if the man had elevated hearing. Clark scanned him quickly, taking note of all the gadgets and weapons on his belt, hidden away within various parts of his suit. If he was meta-human, he couldn't tell what kind.

"I'm inclined to agree with you there." he said, floating just a bit lower until his feet brushed the ground and he was standing in front of him.

Clark didn't really have a plan for this meeting, so much as he wanted to ease his own curiosity. After all, there was a man in a bat suit protecting Gotham City. Any one bold and capable enough to take that task on, and do it well, made for a person he wanted to know. "Batman, right?" Clark said. And because its how pa raised him, he offered his hand to shake. "Superman."

[thecapedcrusade]

Superman. Kryptonian transplant orphaned after the annihilation of his planet and current guardian of Metropolis. A man with the power of so called gods. Bruce never took much stock in that word. God. Everyone had their flaws and weaknesses. Everyone could be exploited and broken. Superman for example. He was made overconfident by his immense strength. Naive and reckless, doing whatever he thinks is right without thought. That would be the easiest weakness to exploit of them all.

But now wasn't the time to come up with contingency plans.

He knew the moment he flew into the city. His speed and flight path didn't follow any of the decoded flightpaths by military, civilians, or air traffic control. Left very few options for who or what it could have been.

He studied the man of steel for a moment as the hand was extended. Studied his face for clues. Signs of his intent. An honest face, easy to read. This world would chew him up and spit him out one day. After a moment of silent observation he accepted his hand and shook it firmly.

"I'm aware of who you are. I've been following your work in Metropolis." He neglected to add the part that he found his work sloppy and inefficient. He respected the effort and heart however.

"Why are you in Gotham?" He asked directly. Not taking the time to bead around the bush.

[thecapedcrusade]

"Please, let's leave all this Wayne Enterprises talk for another day. I'm here on pleasure, not business." Bruce responded, his tone and expression care free as his eyes scanned the environment. Always alert.

[thecapedcrusade]

"You're not suited to lurk in the shadows." His voice was came out smooth and stern, as he requested - practically commanded - the figure to step forward.