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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. ]

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[isthenight.livejournal.com]

Other people?

[eighteensouls.livejournal.com]

[Just gonna go ahead and assume here that Babs has already explained to Simon that "the Bat" was, in fact, short for something. And not an actual crime-fighting bat, which would be considerably weirder.]

Yes.

[A nod.]

Police radio talked about a Bat-man. Others too, but mostly him.

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

A Bat-man... That sounds crazy.

[eighteensouls.livejournal.com]

Maybe. Shape-shifters are real. But the three I knew could only pick one form at a time.

I've never seen a bat-man. Or any animal-man before.

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

[ He gets up and throws a wave over his shoulder as he moved for the door. ]

Enjoy the sunset.

[eighteensouls.livejournal.com]

I will. Thank you.