[ bruce crashes through a window, narrowly avoiding the barrage of gunfire. his suit is built to take punishment, but not quite like this. he immediately meets some of the men coming up the stares and decides to deal with them immediately. fighting them in the stairs would be more manageable than staying flaked on the rooftop. with his vision reduced by the fists and legs flying in the large skirmish, he doesn't see jason as they both work their way into the middle.
once they're there, bruce's eyes widen. he wasn't expecting jason here, but his batarang is already poised in the air at him... seemingly. until he yells and fires it off directly at jason's face... and the person coming up behind him. ]
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once they're there, bruce's eyes widen. he wasn't expecting jason here, but his batarang is already poised in the air at him... seemingly. until he yells and fires it off directly at jason's face... and the person coming up behind him. ]
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