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tushanshu_logs2013-02-19 05:49 pm
hackingyoursensors) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-02-19 05:49 pm
Entry tags:
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † aisha al-fadhil,
- † alcuin nó delaunay,
- † amon,
- † bruce wayne,
- † bruce wayne (animated),
- † cassandra cain,
- † clark kent,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † favrielle nó eglantine,
- † inara serra,
- † jack frost,
- † javert,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lina inverse,
- † logan,
- † lois lane,
- † namorita prentiss,
- † oliver queen,
- † tony stark (mcu)
[open] In comics, 35 is the new 55.
Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, and YOU
Date: Today!
Location: Metal Sector
Situation: It's Bruce's birthday! And he'll celebrate it whether he wants to or not.
Warnings/Rating: C for cute
It was mid-afternoon by the time Dick managed to make a video post to the network.
"I doubt he told anyone, but today is Bruce's birthday. I say this calls for a party, don't you? So I'm throwing one in Metal sector this afternoon. Be there or be a quadrilateral with four right angles and sides of equal length."
He grins.
"And don't worry. I'll make sure the birthday boy shows up."
The feed ends. He won't reply to any of the responses, but he'll be clearly visible whenever your character decides to wander over to the party site.
It's nothing too stellar, compared to the birthday bashes back home. Then again, those parties never really suited Bruce. That plus the limited resources he had in Keeliai meant the party was pretty low-key.
The party itself takes place outside in a spacious area in Metal that nobody ever really used. A few tables are covered in snacks and drinks from all over. No booze, so it's BYOB. He's pretty sure he'd be grounded for life otherwise. The decorations leave a little to be desired. There's a banner with "Happy Birthday, Bruce" in English in what is clearly Dick's handwriting. That's more or less it.
But he did clear an area as an impromptu dance floor and managed to set up a soundsystem. It's playing the closest approximation of the music Bruce actually likes. Some of it sounds suspiciously like The Clash.
He did manage to acquire a cake and some candles, though. (Dick tried to make one. It wasn't pretty.)
All in all, he was satisfied. Now to find Bruce and make good on his promise.
Date: Today!
Location: Metal Sector
Situation: It's Bruce's birthday! And he'll celebrate it whether he wants to or not.
Warnings/Rating: C for cute
It was mid-afternoon by the time Dick managed to make a video post to the network.
"I doubt he told anyone, but today is Bruce's birthday. I say this calls for a party, don't you? So I'm throwing one in Metal sector this afternoon. Be there or be a quadrilateral with four right angles and sides of equal length."
He grins.
"And don't worry. I'll make sure the birthday boy shows up."
The feed ends. He won't reply to any of the responses, but he'll be clearly visible whenever your character decides to wander over to the party site.
It's nothing too stellar, compared to the birthday bashes back home. Then again, those parties never really suited Bruce. That plus the limited resources he had in Keeliai meant the party was pretty low-key.
The party itself takes place outside in a spacious area in Metal that nobody ever really used. A few tables are covered in snacks and drinks from all over. No booze, so it's BYOB. He's pretty sure he'd be grounded for life otherwise. The decorations leave a little to be desired. There's a banner with "Happy Birthday, Bruce" in English in what is clearly Dick's handwriting. That's more or less it.
But he did clear an area as an impromptu dance floor and managed to set up a soundsystem. It's playing the closest approximation of the music Bruce actually likes. Some of it sounds suspiciously like The Clash.
He did manage to acquire a cake and some candles, though. (Dick tried to make one. It wasn't pretty.)
All in all, he was satisfied. Now to find Bruce and make good on his promise.
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Still, she takes hold of that non-alcoholic champagne and sets it aside.]
I cannot believe that your boy--from a different reality--managed to feed me free food before you take me out for coffee.
The least you can do is dance with me.
[Code: You, me, talking.]
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[He offers his arm in a suitably gallant fashion, but behind the act he's already scanning for somewhere they can be out of earshot of everyone present save his best friend and her husband. He finds it in a small pocket of space just beside one of the speakers. The music will help to cover their conversation well enough, and he guides her that way with a bit of a laugh.]
We'll have to be careful we don't make Kansas jealous.
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[It's said with the worldly knowledge of someone who is The Expert in her field. True, Playboy Bruce probably isn't supposed to be as quick on the verbal fencing as she is--so the advice will probably fit--but honestly.
But while she's the master writer, he's the master of stealth, so she'll keep this up until he indicates he thinks it's safe.]
Besides, did you see that kid on the Network who called Clark 'sensei' a week ago? [Funniest. Thing.] Apparently he has cred now.
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Please, Lois. Strip a man of his freedom of speech and you may as well be leaving him naked.
[A BIT OF A PLAYFUL LOOK.]
I can't say I did. 'Sensei', really? What prompted this?
[oh he saw it. And it was hilarious.]
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[Which, of course, leads straight to the fun part. She grins smugly.
Of course Bruce saw it, he's the goddamn Batstalker.] Being married to me.
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[He smiles just a touch. It's a cheeky expression, very nearly more Batman than Bruce Wayne. Lois has that effect on him from time to time. The music picks up and, true to form, he arranges his hands in a suitable pose for a waltz he has no real intention of dancing.
It's a matter of appearance.]
I admit, that is quite the remarkable feat. And is he going to be teaching a seminar on the subject?
[After a moment, he tugs her in a little closer than is strictly appropriate for a playboy billionaire and a married woman. Under the cover of the music and the dance, the fact that no one is watching them in any fashion that would merit attention or care, it's safer now to talk.]
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[She glares. Just because it is a friendly glare doesn't mean that wasn't a low--and distinctly Bat and not Fop-like--blow.
But then her glare dissolves into a light laugh as she steps closer. Excellent, safe speaking distance (and okay, tweaking Clark's nose is fun).] Besides, then I can put the blame on him if Perry complains.
[Beat.]
You're good at the day face act, but I'm assuming you're as miserable as ever?
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[Please say no, Lois.]