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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[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?

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Baffled look. Daddy, what are you talking about? He's happy to be picked up, though, and he settles right in there, still holding onto the bat... which he lifts to show off.]

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[He can't help but smile as Damian settles into his arm. Though it's not a loving fatherly smile. It's a rather sinister smile.

His finger moves and pokes at the stuffed animal as Damian shoes it off.]

Oh, isn't that a nice little bat. I'm sure you'll have lots of fun with him... And daddy.

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[He shoves the bat in Hush's face. YOU HAVE TO LOOK UP CLOSE, DAD :| Also, have some babytalk.]

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[FINE FINE! GET OFF MY BACK ALREADY! He pulls back, kind of annoyed as the toy is shoved in his face. But takes it from Damian, he holds it just inches away from Damian's face if he tries to grab it, he'll pull it away just out of reach.]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Hey, that's his bat. Damian reaches to grab it.]

Bat!

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[Nope! He pulls it away as he reaches for it. What a villain!]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[He reaches forward again, still determined to get it.]

BAT!

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[Pretends to toss it behind him. Then keeps it hidden behind his back.]

Bat went bye-bye.

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[He kind of rocks in Hush's grip, trying to lean to see where it went. Grabby hands at thin air.]

Give it!

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[He stuffs the bat into his back pocket, though it can't quite fit and hangs out. He brings his hand out showing he doesn't have it anymore.]

It's gone!

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[He tries to climb in Hush's arms to peer ever the shoulder.]

Where'd go?

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[He lets Damian climb up onto his shoulder, his hand moving back from his pocket to grab the bat, pulling it out and trying to keep it hidden from his view.]

It went bye bye.

[Just like someone else is going to.]

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[When he doesn't see a bat there, he looks at his daddy's face, instead.]

Byebye?

1/2

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

Yes Bye bye!

[This suddenly gives him an idea. He moves and gently sets Damian on the ground. Walking away waving, still holding the little bat.]

Bye-bye Damian!

2/2

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[Problem Solved]

AHAHAHAHAHAH I LAUGHED SO HARD

[babbydamian.livejournal.com]

[Confused look. WHY... WHERE ARE YOU GOING... IS THIS A GAME?]

I'm such a monster.

[foolishrisk.livejournal.com]

[He kept on walking out of the library and didn't look back even once. Deal with it.]