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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[fanboy_power]

There wasn't a very long wait before the door opened. It wasn't a butler or even the owner of the mansion that was answering the ringing bell though. Instead it was a teenager in Kid Flash logo t-shirt. Eddie blinked a few times in surprise before offering a smile.

"H-hello. Can I help you?" he asked.

[justlikebruce]

"HEY." What is talking like a normal person? Not something Jason Todd knows how to do.

"Is that my Ubereats guy? He's like fifteen minutes late." Jason of course is pretty much ducking around the corner and half way hanging all over Eddie. Jason really likes his 'younger brother' and may be forgetting to not crowd him.

He blinks a few times at the hard eyed kid at the door. Nope, not an Uber driver.

[robinrises]

Damian quirked an eyebrow. This was the right place, surely, yet who were these... fools? His expression was like stone, eyes sharp and likely familiar to the other two in a weird, de ja vu way.

Without further ado, the boy stepped forward and let himself into the mansion. He glanced around and turned back toward the others. "You two are extremely unorthodox for servants. My name is Damian, and I am here to meet my father. Take me to him." His tone was expectant and the look on his face showed he was more than serious.

[fanboy_power]

Eddie gave a little surprised noise when Jason started hanging on him. He glanced up at his 'older brother' with a smile before returning his attention to the kid at the door only to see him letting himself in.

"Hey," he started to protest only to be cut off. And then there was just confusion. "I...what?" he glanced back to Jason before tilting his head to the side. "Um. I'm s-s-sorry but Damian who? And who's your father?"

[justlikebruce]

Jason feels something curdle in his stomach. He doesn't like the way he is called 'servant'. He is not some kind of hired help and even then Jason thinks that people doing their jobs, the honest kind anyways, deserve respect.

His lips pull back in a sneer. "We're not the help."

His tone is a little harsh but he kind of wants to thrash this kid and for once Jason has no idea why.

[robinrises]

Damian gave an agitated sigh. He should have figured as much, though he wasn't entirely sure who these two could possibly be.

"Damian al Ghul." The boy replied, "But I suppose if I'm to be a little more direct for the both of you, you could also call me Damian Wayne." He crossed his arms over his chest and focused on the young adults in front of him. "This IS Wayne manor, correct?"

[fanboy_power]

Eddie had been thinking they were just dealing with some lost or confused kid. But then Damian gave his name and Eddie's expression became one of shock. The 'al Ghul' name alone was enough to have him worried but the 'Damian Wayne' part was even more of a surprise. What Damian was claiming didn't make sense to Eddie and he looked to Jason again.

"M-maybe we should find a place to sit down and then go g-g-get Mr. W-...get Bruce" he suggested quietly to his 'older brother', hoping there wasn't about to be a fight.

[justlikebruce]

Jason does not like this. The name coming out of the kid's mouth has something howl in the back of his head. He doesn't like his reaction to the kid's name. He doesn't deserve the knee jerk reaction to fight.

Jason decides that maybe he should go get Bruce. He gives Eddie a short nod. "Yeah. I'll go get Dad.... I guess it's okay to bring him to a sitting room."

He just couldn't help but throw a little dig at Damian as he leave to go find Bruce.

[robinrises]

"Tt." Damian remarked with a simple display of annoyance. Watching Jason leave, he grew mildly curious as to just who he was. There was clearly something missing, here. His eyes flicked back to Eddie-

"Dad?" He inquired. Was that other person related to Bruce Wayne? He waited to be directed to the sitting room so he could finally meet the father he'd only ever heard about.

[fanboy_power]

Eddie nodded in reply to Jason and watched him for a moment before attention returned to Damian. He wasn't sure what to make of the younger teen yet but those names had him worried. The question got a nod out of Eddie as he began to lead the way to the sitting room.

"Yeah. You w-wanted to see Bruce so he went to get him," Eddie replied.

[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.