"Why are you here?" Batman growled low, without preamble. He sat perched on a corner of the cement rooftop, cape covering the whole of his armor and shielding him from the cold and wind.
"I know you've been in my city," he continued, not quite accusing. His gaze flicked once over the intruder, calmly assessing.
Clark nearly fell off the spotlight, he was so startled. As it was, he floated up and landed on the ground in front of the dark shape that had to be Batman. It was bizarre to actually see him; all the times he and Harvey had met here, and the Batman had never once made an appearance.
"I'm Superman," Clark said, crossing his arms. "I've been wanting to talk to you."
Batman paused, considering, before moving effortlessly from the roof wall to the ground. He drew up to his full height, meeting the Kryptonian's gaze fearlessly.
"If you know who I am, then you also know that I work alone."
He turned his back on Superman, more for effect than anything else.
"I think that I can help you," Clark said, undeterred. "And I'm not the only one, either. Harvey Dent wants to talk to you. You're a popular guy."
He paused, unsure about if what he was about to say would make Superman seem weak. He'd found out quickly that part of being a symbol was appearing infallible, at least in public. But then again, this meeting wasn't exactly public.
"If you're as good as they say you are, I wouldn't mind your help, either. Metropolis and Gotham are sister cities. There's no reason we can't be allies."
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"I know you've been in my city," he continued, not quite accusing. His gaze flicked once over the intruder, calmly assessing.
"What do you want?"
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"I'm Superman," Clark said, crossing his arms. "I've been wanting to talk to you."
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"If you know who I am, then you also know that I work alone."
He turned his back on Superman, more for effect than anything else.
"I have work to do. And so should you."
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He paused, unsure about if what he was about to say would make Superman seem weak. He'd found out quickly that part of being a symbol was appearing infallible, at least in public. But then again, this meeting wasn't exactly public.
"If you're as good as they say you are, I wouldn't mind your help, either. Metropolis and Gotham are sister cities. There's no reason we can't be allies."
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