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Who: Bruce Wayne & You | The Batman & You
What: Catch-All for the month of February. Closed and open prompts exist!
Where: Driftcrest, baby
When: Night & Day. The Bat Parties at night, Bruce ows at the day.

THE BATMAN.

The Bat has been active - more so than when Fluxscape had been apart of Wechester City. There's more of a need now. There is a threat. While the Bat may not be the hero for these people as he is in Gotham City? The need to solve the pressing questions of Driftcrest call for his attention. A few have already seen the towering figure of the Batman on the rooftops of the town and the skii lodge.

This is exactly where you can find him now.

[ LOCKED ] @ BARBARA GORDON / BATGIRL

The Bat - and therefore Bruce Wayne - had been forced to adjust his idea on the scope of reality some time ago. The Superman and the Kryptonians. Then, an Amazon Princess. A cyborg, metahumans. In a way it seemed like too much. Sometimes he wondered if he had really gone crazy. Or, maybe, the world was always crazy, and now he was simply seeing how truly crazy it was.

If anything? It made the adjustments for Fluxscape - this weird blending of realities - easier to process. Especially the potential idea of someone else from another Gotham. Hopefully it wouldn't be as strange as when he spoke to Gansey or Evie. Given he was fairly sure they knew the alter identity and simply kept mum about it.

The Batman sat on the top of a rooftop of the skii resort. His eyes slowly moved over the snow as they had thousands of times already. They were looking - hunting. The first generation of Waynes were hunters. This couldn't be any different.

BRUCE WAYNE.

For those looking for Bruce Wayne? Well, he can be in a place of your choosing. He has been a bit more lax on his duties at Wechester Enterprises. Of course, he'd be honest, if asked. He sees himself as the in between for Mr. Wechester and the people who flux in and out. Which means he needs to be out and about more in the locations to be able to give better reports. A way for him to be a bit of a face to build trust on both ends.

Being a CEO would be easier.

[ LOCKED ] @ MILES MORALES

Bruce has taken to the back of a local coffee shop. He has a workshirt on as opposed to his regular suit. It might look like a down day for him. If it wasn't for the fact he has one sleeve rolled up and is looking over the very particular interesting wound. There is a reason he is hiding in the back looking at this. It started to itch - usually that means its healing. Instead, he swears it is actually being iced over.

Sure, why the hell not.

Reality broke a long time ago.

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He - or another version of him - had taught her well. And she was aware that he was out there, possibly. Though part of her hoped that some version of Bruce Wayne just got to live a normal life. Just one who didn't have a story about an alleyway and shots in the night. Just one.

But she was on the trail of what was happening here - and especially of the people who preyed on the fear that such situations created.

She wasn't as mighty as a Batman - but she was quicker. She flitted from shadow to shadow, making no din. Making her way to the statues. Her daytime observations had been fruitless, at least they would be so long as she couldn't properly examine them for clues.

Tonight would be a different story.

She hoped.

Miles had come by to pick up a quick drink on his way home from school. He hadn't been paying much attention to the other customers in the coffee shop, but while he was waiting for his drink his Spider-senses had started going off. Not for danger, but for...something.

As he glanced around trying to figure out what the feeling was, he spotted the businessman at one of the back tables. And with growing curiosity, he started heading over.

"...Mr. Wayne?"

Evie's trying to keep with a routine. She misses her sister fiercely, but she can't let herself sink into any kind of depression about it. Especially not right now, not while things in Driftcrest are going to Hades in a handbasket. So on her day off from work, Evie takes her sketchbook and her colored pencils and heads to the local Starkbucks.

It's around mid-afternoon, so it's a little crowded. Seats aren't really easy to come by, but Evie's not taking up much space.

She's settled at the seat by the front window, people-watching and waiting for her name to be called for the double mocha latte and bagel with cream cheese. She spots Mr Wayne waiting in line and stands up, heading over to say...

"Would you object to me buying your coffee? There's a small part of me that says it's the thing to do." Or it's just possible Evie saw a friend and wants to be nce.

If there was one? Then, unfortunately, it was not this Bruce Wayne. This one had been fighting crime in Gotham for twenty years. It had all gone down hill recently, crowning off with the fight in Metropolis with the Doomsday creature. He had been in the process of making a team with one Diana Prince before he ...fell? Woke up? He wasn't sure what it is anymore. Sometimes Fluxscape felt like a dream. Until he actually dreams.

Reality seemed like it flew out the window a long time ago.

The Batman carefully watched the figure as she sprinted across to the statues. He shifted only slightly. He was there to help if he was needed, but, he was more curious about this other young hero that had arrived.

Bruce glanced up from the arm he had over the table. His eyebrows furrowed together for only the briefest moment before nodding to Miles. He should of expected to see some of his fellow displaced dimensional hoppers. He was just hoping he could meld into the backroom as well as he could when he was in the suit.

"Miles," Bruce replied in his normal tone. "I wasn't aware you liked coffee."

Bruce turns his head to look down at Evie. There's a moment before he offers her a tired smile. It's... awkward. Just a little. He isn't sure if he should treat her like extended family or a stranger. After all, she and Gansey are some of the few who actually know his alter ego. Though, he'd argue that he is more the Batman than Bruce Wayne. Not that it's a discussion he plans on having with either of them.

"Something tells me you'd insist even if I objected." He smiles at her. "It looks like you're holding up."

True to her word, to whomever she gave it to, Tandy had a plan. She had been waiting and watching the guards every night, waiting for a time near curfew when she might find a moment to touch one of them. Finally, the chance came when she came across one who was momentarily alone and getting ready for her shift.

Once again, she found herself wishing that Ty was around or that she had his power since it would make the whole thing easier. She could poof in and out before they knew what she was doing but, for now, she only had her own skills to rely on.

Plus she only needed a moment to touch them and that was all she was focused on, completely unaware that she might have an audience. One who would be able to watch her as she snuck up behind a guard, one of her hands glowing softly with a strange white light as she reached up to press that same hand against the side of the guard's neck. The man tensed for a second before relaxing again, staring straight ahead while Tandy frowned to herself.

Now that he was closer, he could see that the man was wounded. And somehow, his Spider-senses were going off even stronger than before.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

He couldn't tell much about the injury itself, other than there was something along the edges of it...was that ice?

He could only think of one way to get an injury like that right now...

She slipped down to ground level as she approached the statues, pulling out an infrared visor.

It might reveal something. Or not. But she wasn't leaving anything to chance around these parts.

"I might," Evie replies with a small smile. "It's my good deed for the day."

But this is Evie. She's not the type to just do one 'good deed' and then leave the rest of the day to whatever. Evie lives off of good deeds and kindness.

"I'm trying to. I'm missing my sister, and her wolf keeps looking for her. But I think we're adapting."

Hm. Someone still had their tools. That was good. Most of the Batman's tools were back at the Batcave at home. It had been work to get things to where he needed them to be for this strange world. Even then? Things were not up to the level he'd prefer.

He kept is eyes on the area that the other young hero was in it. It was impossible to see when these things would attack.

"Looks like I went down the alley on the way home last night." Bruce replied with a practiced smile, gesturing to the wound. "I figured it was best not to alert the local population."

It was definitely turning into something like ice.

He chuckles gently at that. Good deed for the day. Well, he'd have plenty of those lined up if they really existed and meant much. Although, what left can he really do? All he knows is the life as the Bat. Devoting all he had to Gotham like his parents had.

"She has a wolf?"

Unusual to find another person stalking the way around looking for answers. Perhaps more of them had decided to get active. Good. The more looking into things? The more information they could find.

The Batman jumped down from his perch to stand behind Tandy. There was still a few feet between them. He rose slowly, allowing his cloak to cover his body. It was all about presence and making him seem like he wasn't quite real.

She takes her time scanning the ground around one of the statues, then steps back with a muttered curse.

Nothing.

And she was finding herself very, very hopeful this wasn't magic. Because that left very little in the way of discernible traces, at least the sort that could be detected in her line of work.

Ugh, what she wouldn't give for Zatanna to be around right about now.

Tandy might have maintained contact for only a few seconds but it always felt longer when she finally let go, leaving the person to look mildly stunned as they stared straight ahead and seemed unaware of her behind them.

She was ready to slip away as she turned around to leave, moving a couple of feet before she seemed to realize someone else was there. Or at least she sensed it enough to be startled as the glow in her hand came back, this time forming a glowing shard of light that looked like it could be a dagger.

Holding it up, her eyes narrowed as she looked at the strange figure standing in front of her. At first, just for a second, there was a flicker of emotion as she thought maybe it was someone else but then she realized this person was too tall and the cloak wasn't quite right. Her face went stony after that as her eyes narrowed and she held the dagger up a bit. "Who are you?"

Magic. That is one thing the Batman is still trying to get his head around. Atlanteans, Kryptonians, Amazons. Magic is real too. There's times where he feels compartmentalizing it all might be the best way of dealing with it. Let the people who know those walks of lives deal with it until he needs to step into those parts of life.

He moves then. Quickly - from one edge of the roof to the next. He drops down onto the ground from it, letting his cloak cover his body as he stands. The typical silhouette of the Batman. Still, he gives her space and room to work.

"Batman." a modified voice left the cowl. His gaze glanced at her hand and he nodded to it. There was no need to use any of her powers with him. He had no intention of attacking or removing her from the area. "It seems like you've found a weakness to exploit."

Tandy doesn't look so sure for a second or two until the glowing dagger faded from her hand and she glanced over her shoulder at the guard. "Kind of but we shouldn't stick around."

She looked around as she started to walk again, wanting to get out of sight of the guard when he started to come out of the momentary daze he was in.

There's only one person who can sneak up that well, especially with her training - and that means the costume doesn't surprise her at first. Not until her brain realizes that he both shouldn't be there, and that there are differences.

Which is when she does startle, reaching for a batarang.

His frown and concern deepens, and he leans a little against the nearest chair to get a better look a the wound. "You were out after curfew?"

There's something about the act that he isn't buying, and he isn't sure if those are his Spider-senses or just a gut feeling.

The Batman merely tilts his head at her reach for a batarang. She's welcome to try it, but, it'd be better to use her resources for something else. He takes a few steps towards her, noting the outfit and emblem on her chest. Hm. So, another Batman has sidekicks... hopefully it ended better for them.

"Nice suit." The modified voice came through the cowl.

"I think we're all out after curfew sometimes." Bruce replies easily. "Can't help it when meetings run late."

It's as good of an excuse as any. Maybe even realistic or believable. Until it comes into the fact that he should have gone to the medical professionals to look at the injury. Although, he imagines there would of been a panic if that had happened.

There was a nod to her statement. There was a quick glance around before he motioned for her to follow. Down the alley and into the backdoor of another building. Enough until they could make a plan to get her to a place where the police wouldn't ask questions.

"Did you find anything useful?"

Tandy gave a quick glance around as well as they moved down the alleyway and finally in through a backdoor into a building where everything was quiet around them. A perfect place for them to talk as long as he didn't mean her harm.

"It wasn't much but," She turned to look at him. "I saw him standing by the ice statues, right in front of two in particular. After a moment, the ice started to fracture and I saw a woman along with a young boy break out. He was happy to see them."

She pursed her lips for a second. "It was his family. That was his hope, that they would get free and he could be with them again."

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