The Nexus - or Xanadu - has a way of conveniences that Bruce has come to accept as common practice; his last several visits, sporadic as they've been, have always heralded coincidental run-ins with nearly everyone he ultimately feels the need to check in on. (A normal person would feel 'Everyone he's friends with', but. Well.) This time - and he wonders if it "counts", being more accidental than usual - his interactions were limited. Not that he doesn't care to know how Sol and Leila are doing (especially considering the fact that he really aught to keep tabs on what he's supposed to be doing in their wedding), but there's a short list of other people he'd like to check for signs of life, and the fact that they haven't mysteriously appeared is bothersome
( ... )
Later, she will be proud in a strange way of having earned laughter, even if it was via her own ridiculousness.
"You," she says with great certainty, shoe abandoned, failing to miss a beat, "are not sorry."
Her heart is still going a little too fast, but the adrenaline build will slow and fade soon enough, now. Hasi gives Bruce her most ruefully amused smile and moves forward to...hug him; he is cornered on the balcony, he has no escape from her affections.
"You could have just asked me to let down my hair, Jesus. It's good to see you!"
He might not be sorry for inspiring the scene of shoe vs Batman, but in a while he will be genuinely sorry for frightening her - Bruce tries less hard to appear sane and normal around some people, Hasi being close to the top of the list, and while spiriting about on rooftops and thinking nothing of it is closer to his real persona, sneaking up on people who've been dealing with - well, what she's been dealing with - isn't very nice.
Cornered, he squeezes Hasi's side in an affectionate but not-quite-a-hug greeting. "You never told me your address," he explains, like this makes up for him being an enormous creep and not just calling her. "Don't you have some huge man-eating dog..?" Why are you out here using shoes as a weapon, lady, where is your defender.
"He's not a fan of the stairs," she admits, "they're tiny and spiraling and he's not in love with heights."
She steps back through the balcony doors, lightly beckoning Bruce to accompany her.
"But he'll be thrilled to see company." This is a lie; Huan is the closest thing Hasi has to an overprotective family member. (Martel isn't overprotective, or he would have shoved her into a tower by now.) "What brings you by?"
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The Nexus - or Xanadu - has a way of conveniences that Bruce has come to accept as common practice; his last several visits, sporadic as they've been, have always heralded coincidental run-ins with nearly everyone he ultimately feels the need to check in on. (A normal person would feel 'Everyone he's friends with', but. Well.) This time - and he wonders if it "counts", being more accidental than usual - his interactions were limited. Not that he doesn't care to know how Sol and Leila are doing (especially considering the fact that he really aught to keep tabs on what he's supposed to be doing in their wedding), but there's a short list of other people he'd like to check for signs of life, and the fact that they haven't mysteriously appeared is bothersome ( ... )
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Later, she will be proud in a strange way of having earned laughter, even if it was via her own ridiculousness.
"You," she says with great certainty, shoe abandoned, failing to miss a beat, "are not sorry."
Her heart is still going a little too fast, but the adrenaline build will slow and fade soon enough, now. Hasi gives Bruce her most ruefully amused smile and moves forward to...hug him; he is cornered on the balcony, he has no escape from her affections.
"You could have just asked me to let down my hair, Jesus. It's good to see you!"
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He might not be sorry for inspiring the scene of shoe vs Batman, but in a while he will be genuinely sorry for frightening her - Bruce tries less hard to appear sane and normal around some people, Hasi being close to the top of the list, and while spiriting about on rooftops and thinking nothing of it is closer to his real persona, sneaking up on people who've been dealing with - well, what she's been dealing with - isn't very nice.
Cornered, he squeezes Hasi's side in an affectionate but not-quite-a-hug greeting. "You never told me your address," he explains, like this makes up for him being an enormous creep and not just calling her. "Don't you have some huge man-eating dog..?" Why are you out here using shoes as a weapon, lady, where is your defender.
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"He's not a fan of the stairs," she admits, "they're tiny and spiraling and he's not in love with heights."
She steps back through the balcony doors, lightly beckoning Bruce to accompany her.
"But he'll be thrilled to see company." This is a lie; Huan is the closest thing Hasi has to an overprotective family member. (Martel isn't overprotective, or he would have shoved her into a tower by now.) "What brings you by?"
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