( B. he's been called a lot of things. myth, man, bat, the bat, vigilante, freak, batman. but B... that's almost said with a sort of familiarity to it. a familiarity that's very much one-sided for the moment.
the fists are kept up, cape billowing at his feet from the gentle breeze that passes through. he doesn't let his eyes off the other β doesn't take the chance to and ignores the way his injury throbs at his side while maintaining that hard stare to the other across from him. he needs to be careful here. this isn't gotham and he doesn't have access to his usual resources if something goes awry. he sort of hates it. )
Who's asking?
( no voice modulator here. just a gruff voice with an ever-so-slight tilt of his head. )
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the fists are kept up, cape billowing at his feet from the gentle breeze that passes through. he doesn't let his eyes off the other β doesn't take the chance to and ignores the way his injury throbs at his side while maintaining that hard stare to the other across from him. he needs to be careful here. this isn't gotham and he doesn't have access to his usual resources if something goes awry. he sort of hates it. )
Who's asking?
( no voice modulator here. just a gruff voice with an ever-so-slight tilt of his head. )