[Bruce was always alert to the sounds of the street, the back alleys and alcoves that other people ignored or overlooked. Even as Bruce Wayne, because there was no telling when a situation might happen that needed the attention of the Batman.
Today, he was on his way back from work when he noticed it. A slight rustle, out of place amidst the usual noises of an early afternoon. He stopped, glanced both ways along the street and then slid unobtrusively into the alleyway.
Anything out of the ordinary was worth investigating, in his opinion. And this investigation brought him up short.
A child?
Bruce's eyes narrowed. Hard to tell if it was a kedan or one of the foreigners, though if it was the latter why on earth would the child be rummaging through trash? Every foreigner was supplied with a set amount of money to use at their discretion--
Either way.]
Are you lost?
[... a safe question, and without the low-pitched growl necessary to Batman.]
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Today, he was on his way back from work when he noticed it. A slight rustle, out of place amidst the usual noises of an early afternoon. He stopped, glanced both ways along the street and then slid unobtrusively into the alleyway.
Anything out of the ordinary was worth investigating, in his opinion. And this investigation brought him up short.
A child?
Bruce's eyes narrowed. Hard to tell if it was a kedan or one of the foreigners, though if it was the latter why on earth would the child be rummaging through trash? Every foreigner was supplied with a set amount of money to use at their discretion--
Either way.]
Are you lost?
[... a safe question, and without the low-pitched growl necessary to Batman.]