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[isthenight.livejournal.com]

[ Bruce has, somewhat predictably, been hiding out in his room all day today. Towards the evening, though, he ventures into town. He doesn't do any window shopping and in fact he looks a little peeved as he makes a bee-line for a flower shop, purchases something and then heads back to the castle.

From there he goes right up to the roof to sit on the ledge and watch the sun setting over the horizon. He doesn't move for a very long time, instead just sitting there and thinking, gently cradling two white roses in his hands.

Bother him if you like, but saying he's not one for conversation at the moment would be an understatement. ]

Comments

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Rubs her chin.]

Did anything happen to you?

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

No.

[ Yes, but good luck getting it out of him. ]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

Kinda weird how you don't want me to tease him about Valentine's stuff...

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

Things that were going on during Valentine's were a lot more involved and complex than what was happening in December.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

... yeah... but I doubt Damian got hitched or anything.

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

[ TENSES almost imperceptibly for a brief moment. ]

I highly doubt anyone would have let a minor get married.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

This place is actually kind when it comes to that. Just like I didn't hear about anyone kissing kids on the lips during Christmas. [SHUDDERS.] I guess even Paradisa won't cross some lines.

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

We would have a lot more enraged residents if it did.