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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[kathy_duquesne]

Kathy stands behind him, silently. Her eyes are observant, taking everything in, and not just from the boy. If this is a trap, he's meant to make the Batman lower his defenses.

Kathy will be those defenses for him if necessary. And when it's done, she will be there for Bruce.

[fanboy_power]

"B-bigger than this?" Eddie trailed off quietly. Wayne manor was huge as far as he was concerned but he'd come from a different place as Damian. The sound of approaching feet caught Eddie's attention moments later and he glanced at the door. When the others arrived, Eddie stood up straighter. His expression went right back to concerned when 'Batman mode' registered with him and he stayed quiet. He gave a little nod of greeting to everyone following Bruce before his gaze settled on Damian again.

[justlikebruce]

Jason slips in. He is trying to stay near Kathy but he is in Robin mode. It feels right to at least slip into that mode. He just feels a bit for the kid.

Too bad Timmy isn't in the room. He may not get along with him but Jason can see where Tim's perspective would seriously help.

[robinrises]

Damian stood, taking a glance at the new faces. So this was Bruce Wayne... finally, he was meeting the person he'd traveled far to see. "-Tt-. Hardly a greeting, wouldn't you say, father?" He tilted his head slightly to the side. He crossed his arms over his chest. "It just so happens that I came for you before her. You live farther away from the League, obviously."

With little expression on his face, he took a good look at the newcomer- a woman, the boy he'd been speaking to previously, and then the other- the one who went to retrieve his father. "I'm surprised you need this many people around. They say they aren't your servants, so what is their purpose?" He looked directly at Bruce, then. "They're definitely not bodyguards."

[mr_bruce_wayne]

"Eddie," he nods towards the youth, "And Jason are my sons by adoption. Kathy is my partner." replied Bruce. He was giving a lot of information, but right now, it seemed appropriate. After all, Damian said he had come to Wayne manor before seeking out Talia. That couldn't bode well.

"Your name is Damian al Ghul." said Bruce then, his voice commanding the boy and the subject back to something under his control. "That means that you, at the very least, are familiar with Ra's."

[robinrises]

"Interesting choices." Damian remarked before listening to the rest of what Bruce had to say. He noticed the change in conversation and knew he wanted the topic changed.

"Correct." He replied. "He was a great man, though not the best at picking for potential." It was clear he held some sort of bitterness toward the other, but there was no evidence as to why as of right now.

[mr_bruce_wayne]

Bruce didn’t seem to like that answer, or at the very least, it caused him to press his lips into a straight line. “And so what brings you here?” he asked, while linking his hands behind himself. His line of questioning was direct, and minced few words.

[robinrises]

"It's simple, really. I had no desire to live my life as some simple 'spare' like Ra's wanted." Damian placed his hands behind his back, holding one wrist. "I'm more than that. I researched and located you, then came here. -Don't get me wrong, I can take care of myself, I merely had some interest in the background of the father I've never met."

All the while, Damian's eyes never left Bruce's. The child had the stern look of an adult, though only 10.

[fanboy_power]

Eddie had been quiet since everyone arrived, just watching and listening. "Sorry but," he was making more of an effort to deal with his stutter now. "Spare for what?"

[kathy_duquesne]

Kathy doesn't say a word, but there's the tiniest shift in her body language, as if she's just a half-step closer to Bruce.

A spare. He was a child, and Ra's called him a "spare." She didn't have to see his face to get an idea of just how angry Bruce must be feeling right now.

[justlikebruce]

Oh Jason is angry. He cannot even begin to touch on just how badly he wants to suddenly make someone bleed. Ra's would be ideal but Jason could settle for some other deserving scum too.

He has to suddenly remind himself that he isn't Red Hood anymore. That he can't just go off and do what he wants anymore.

But he really wants someone to pay for calling the kid a spare.

[robinrises]

Damian seemed unimpressed with the series of reactions he was receiving. Clearly this lot hadn't dealt with Ra's personally- as far as he was concerned, that is. "A spare child. Obviously." He responded to Eddie.

"... In case my parents didn't have their own child."

He looked toward Bruce, waiting for him to say something again. "Well, father?"

[mr_bruce_wayne]

The revelation of Damian’s “spare” birth simply made Bruce ‘s scowl fall into a grimace, and he shook his head the slightest bit. “I am not Ra’s.” he stated, before crossing his arms over his chest. “I am also not surprised that he did this.” There was a pause, and as he looked around the room, Bruce mused “So now what? What did you come here expecting?”

[robinrises]

Damian mimicked his father in a sense that he, too, looked around the room. It was certainly different than he'd expected, but...

"That wasn't obvious from the start?" He inquired. Well, he supposed they weren't as observant as he'd hoped. "While it's true I can very clearly take care of myself," He began, placing his hands behind his back. "I've come here to learn from you, father. The league is behind me, so to speak. I've located you to learn what is so great about you."

[mr_bruce_wayne]

"The League." scoffed Bruce, as he too linked his hands behind him, mirroring Damian. "As for your learning from me, I have to give that some thought. I already have quite a few wards. I'm not certain that I'm ready to take on the responsibility of an unknown's life. Especially out on the streets right now. If you want to learn from me, you will be content to take your time and learn at the pace I set. I can't just go from zero to one hundred; we need to make sure that you can take one hundred."

[robinrises]

Damian didn't like the implication Bruce made with his last comment and that much was clear by how his eyes lit up with fury. "-Tt-. Just what do you take me for?" He grumbled. "I suppose I understand your wariness, father, but you would be wise to take me seriously. I am not one to be looked down upon."