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Bruce's room at the Arms, Monday morning
"Alfred? I'll be at the airport in a few hours. That should mean first thing in the morning for you," Bruce said, holding the phone on his shoulder as he buttoned up his shirt to finish getting dressed. "Yes, there was strangeness. Again. I think I'm going to have to start skipping these alumni events. Okay, I'll see you first thing in the morning ( Read more... ) -
Park Row, Gotham City, June 8th, Evening
Bruce had been back in Gotham City for a year. Time flew. It flew especially quickly depending on where you were standing when you measured time ( Read more... ) -
OOC: BDE MCA (LLC, PhD, BYOBB)
The living arrangement post made me think about what's going on in terms of town living during the BDE and, um, as it turns out based on signups, most of MCA is in detention or dead ( Read more... ) -
Gotham City, August 3, Friday morning FHT
Time was flying. And judging by the information calls Bruce made to a Fandom number to check in on whether or not he was experiencing any time displacement (because of course he did that), time was flying a lot faster for him than it was for his friends back in school. That was useful. It meant he could get away with being a little lax in his ( Read more... ) -
Park Row, Gotham City, Noon [FHT]
Thomas and Martha Wayne died in this alley ten years ago on this day. Later in the afternoon, there would be a public remembrance ceremony, honoring their memories and the ways they tried to make Gotham City a better place to live ( Read more... ) -
International Space Station, Friday night [FHT]
The night had started innocently enough. Bruce went to the bar where the Most Interesting Man In the World would be tonight and made his way in, faking or bribing his way through security easily. But then the interesting man was wearing a spacesuit. "Bruce," he said. "Come here. What are your measurements? And have you ever seen the Earth from a ( Read more... ) -
New York City, Saturday night
It didn't take Bruce long to realize there was something strange about Doctor McNider. A man who lost his family and his sight to the mob only to continue to be maybe ludicrously competent at his job and who seemingly disappeared whenever there was danger in the area? That raised Bruce's eyebrows ( Read more... ) -
A fancy club, NYC, Late Saturday night
Bruce had been in New York a few days now. Working with Doctor McNider was more fascinating than he expected, especially as he was blind after an incident with local mobsters. It was clear so far that Bruce had a lot he could learn from the doctor ( Read more... ) -
Room 513, Wednesday evening
It was nearly time. A few years of more or less staying in one place (even if that one place didn't always stay in the same place) for the first time since he started training around the world, and now Bruce was just about ready to take one final step before returning to Gotham City. The Plan had progressed nicely. He learned so much about various ( Read more... ) -
Room 513, Wednesday morning
For all of his attempts to make himself out to be a much more fun and outgoing person than he actually was, Bruce still wasn't the type to go to an amusement park. Something about the forced fun and junk food and carefully planned thrills just didn't appeal to him. On the other hand, there was corporate synergy to think of.... But he would also ( Read more... )