Enter: Damian...... Wayne?

[robinrises]

The arrival to Wayne manor was less than difficult; after all, Damian had been raised since his early life to pull off any sort of scheme thought up. This was different, though. Damian had defiantly disappeared from the League of Assassins due to needing change. Yes, he was Ra's al Ghul's grandson but it meant little to him anymore- he was nothing but a 'spare' after all. There in case the 'real' plan were to fail.

But Damian was more than some simple 'spare'. He would never allow himself to sink into the life of a low-level tool that was to be used strictly as back up. He was more than that- better. So he made a big decision and set the plan into action.

He would meet his parents.

His mother, perhaps, would have been a simpler lead. After all, she was Ra's al Ghul's daughter. However, Damian sought to disappear from Ra's' plans entirely and knew it would be foolish to remain within reach of the League. This is what truly confirmed his decision- his father was the one he had to seek out first.

After plenty of research and thoughtful planning, there he was, standing on the doorstep to Bruce Wayne's home. He stared up at the building, a disinterested look on his face, but green eyes glittering with a kind of anticipation he didn't yet understand.

"So this is the fabled Wayne Manor." He muttered, glancing side to side. "It's smaller than I expected. Hm." Now was the biggest step. He'd made it this far unnoticed and without struggle. Was he to simply ring the doorbell, or did he need to take different initiative? Deciding to go with a more socially acceptable approach, the boy stepped forward and pressed his first finger up against the button on the side. He stepped back immediately after, staring directly at the door with hard eyes.

This was the moment of truth.

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[robinrises]

Damian walked behind and slightly diagonally from Eddie. He had his hands behind his back and as they went, surveyed the surroundings once again. Memorizing it.

"Correct." He replied. It was clear he expected it to be soon. The way he stood, presented himself, all of it- it was clear he was raised by Ra's al Ghul and the League of Assassins. There was a dangerous aura he carried with him.

[fanboy_power]

"Sit anywhere you'd like," Eddie offered as they entered the sitting room, gesturing to the sofas and chairs in the room. Eddie certainly noticed that dangerous aura, surveying Damian the same way he was looking over the room they were in. The older teen carried himself in a more shy and careful way, not exactly giving off a dangerous himself.

"I'm s-sure they'll be back soon," he offered, standing rather than sitting down. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "So um...did you have to travel long t-to get here?" he asked, not that good with small talk.

[robinrises]

"I will." Said Damian as he took a seat on one of the sofas. Crossing one leg over the other, he pondered Eddie's question before giving a very direct answer. "Tibet. It was a journey, but nothing impressive. I've completed a number of journeys far greater. This place is... acceptable. Different than I imagined." He wasn't one for small talk, really, but for the time being he may as well.

[fanboy_power]

"Tibet? That's pretty far," even if Damian said it wasn't, Eddie did think that trip was a bit impressive. While he had done more travel than one might expect of someone with his history, Eddie hadn't been outside the United States very much so travel from other countries still caught his interest. "J-just acceptable? What did you think this place would be like?" he asked, genuinely curious.

[robinrises]

Damian gave a shrug. "Bigger." Was his simple answer. There was no need to describe any further detail, or anything. He clasped his fingers together over his knee. He pondered what his father would be like.