Babby \o/

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[A toddler is sitting in the middle of the library, all by his lonesome. People who know Damian might recognize the endlessly-judgmental eyes, but otherwise, he just appears to be a dark-haired little boy with big blue eyes and a big stuffed bat under his arm. Good thing he's an independent little guy and doesn't seem to be bothered that he's all by his lonesome. He seems more puzzled by the endless bookshelves around him than anything.

For now, anyway.]



[ooc: Damian's a little bb.]

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[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Walking along a shelf, browsing the titles. Running out of bad movies to watch without actually searching for them. Must. Read. Stuff.

She seems to be totally oblivious to the tiny thing in the library.

For now.]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Someone's just going to be pushing over a pile of books that someone else -- an older him, maybe -- had left lying around.

Oops.]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[She looks over her shoulder at the sound, expecting to see someone--there's usually SOMEONE she knows hanging around the library--but just sees... a child.

A CHILD? Whoa now. She takes a quick glance around, seeing no one else in the immediate area.]

Ooookay. I better not be on hidden camera.

[Who the hell has a kid this age in Paradisa, and why the hell did they leave him alone, around lots of things with pointy corners? Steph heads over to investigate. Unless...]

Hey, bud. What are you doing here?

[Give her a moment or two before it clicks.]

[payback.livejournal.com]

[Well you know the library is Rin's second home.

Tad comes over to sniff the top of his head tho. Where is his trainer? Around... probably.]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Holy batmilk, that is a huge dog. Damian is a little bewildered by this big creature, staring up at its nose with big eyes... and then he reaches up to grab onto Tad's nose.]

[payback.livejournal.com]

[Easy there, baby. Tad sits on his haunches, lifting his nose out of range, and stares down at this little thing. Human babies are pathetic and ought not to be alone. Hm.]

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

["Bruce Wayne" walks along through the library, a couple books in hand. Some may note it kind of suspicious that the air-head is actually reading. He passes by the child without a care at first. He turns back and glances at the baby, the little stuffed bat catching his attention at first. He kneels down smiling.]

Well hello there little guy.

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Sup, daddy? Damian looks up and away from his bat plushie (which he was attempting to remove the eyes from, with those fat little baby fingers) and then reaches one hand up towards "Bruce".]

Dada.

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[He's a bit surprised by what the cute little babby says. He moves and picks him up, cradling him with one arm.]

Oh no, I'm not your da-

[He pauses, guessing if it was possible for Damian to suddenly become an adult, a baby isn't that much of a stretch either.]

Oh, Damian! What happened to you?

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ thanks to charlie's suggestion, she'd gone back to the library to check out a brand new cookbook. maybe something to do with thai cuisine, who knows. humming quietly as she hops down from one of the ladders, she spots the babby.

and stares, going eerily silent. ]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Babby is currently playing with a book that's been left out. Babby doesn't really care what the book is about, because it's more interesting to fumble with the pages and hear the noise they make when they tear.]

1/2

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ holy shit, it's really a babby. doing cute babby things. ]

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ she's already forgotten about her book and is just going over to SCOOP HIM UP. ]

Hi there!

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

[Lois passes the place where he's sitting and then doubles back slowly. Is that a BABY? She blinks and then looks around]

Whoa there, kiddo. Not exactly a playpen. Who left you here?

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Excuse you, the world is his playpen. He looks up at her, then resumes ripping pages out of the book in front of him. If he can't read, what else is he going to do with it?]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Walking along a shelf, browsing the titles. Running out of bad movies to watch without actually searching for them. Must. Read. Stuff.

She seems to be totally oblivious to the tiny thing in the library.

For now.]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Someone's just going to be pushing over a pile of books that someone else -- an older him, maybe -- had left lying around.

Oops.]

[payback.livejournal.com]

[Well you know the library is Rin's second home.

Tad comes over to sniff the top of his head tho. Where is his trainer? Around... probably.]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Holy batmilk, that is a huge dog. Damian is a little bewildered by this big creature, staring up at its nose with big eyes... and then he reaches up to grab onto Tad's nose.]

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

["Bruce Wayne" walks along through the library, a couple books in hand. Some may note it kind of suspicious that the air-head is actually reading. He passes by the child without a care at first. He turns back and glances at the baby, the little stuffed bat catching his attention at first. He kneels down smiling.]

Well hello there little guy.

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Sup, daddy? Damian looks up and away from his bat plushie (which he was attempting to remove the eyes from, with those fat little baby fingers) and then reaches one hand up towards "Bruce".]

Dada.

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ thanks to charlie's suggestion, she'd gone back to the library to check out a brand new cookbook. maybe something to do with thai cuisine, who knows. humming quietly as she hops down from one of the ladders, she spots the babby.

and stares, going eerily silent. ]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Babby is currently playing with a book that's been left out. Babby doesn't really care what the book is about, because it's more interesting to fumble with the pages and hear the noise they make when they tear.]

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

[Lois passes the place where he's sitting and then doubles back slowly. Is that a BABY? She blinks and then looks around]

Whoa there, kiddo. Not exactly a playpen. Who left you here?

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Excuse you, the world is his playpen. He looks up at her, then resumes ripping pages out of the book in front of him. If he can't read, what else is he going to do with it?]