( the suit [usually] does its job in keeping him safe anyways, so. no. not much need at the moment. maybe it'd be different if he had dick with him as his partner. but he doesn't. not back in his gotham.
he watches out of the corner of his eye as jason gathers a piece of gauze for him and he stares in silence for a moment before he takes it from him between gloved fingers. a slight tilt of the neck, an internal wince he tries not to show, he presses the gauze down flat against the wound, knowing it'll be dyed red soon enough.
with that said and done, he revs the engine again β lets fingers grip the steering wheel tight, and hits the gas with a heavy boot as he peels them out of there. away from it all. but not without bruce looking up to the rearview mirror and watching as the corpses of his "parents" become smaller and smaller the further away they drive.
just another trauma to add to the ones he's already carrying.
they speed along the streets, bruce not making much effort in maneuvering around beasts and monsters that they in his way. he hits them β lets the batmobile plow them down with slight jostling around for them as they do. he's made sure the batmobile can take and give a lot. he needs it to protect him while intimidating those it comes into contact with, just like his suit.
at some point, it starts to get dark around them β just them. as if a dark cloud has dropped over them. that's when the darkness around them starts to move in a way β where within it, it has an almost sheen to it and with the way bruce keeps himself looking ahead, it's obvious then that this is his doing. that he's moving them through the shadows. )
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he watches out of the corner of his eye as jason gathers a piece of gauze for him and he stares in silence for a moment before he takes it from him between gloved fingers. a slight tilt of the neck, an internal wince he tries not to show, he presses the gauze down flat against the wound, knowing it'll be dyed red soon enough.
with that said and done, he revs the engine again β lets fingers grip the steering wheel tight, and hits the gas with a heavy boot as he peels them out of there. away from it all. but not without bruce looking up to the rearview mirror and watching as the corpses of his "parents" become smaller and smaller the further away they drive.
just another trauma to add to the ones he's already carrying.
they speed along the streets, bruce not making much effort in maneuvering around beasts and monsters that they in his way. he hits them β lets the batmobile plow them down with slight jostling around for them as they do. he's made sure the batmobile can take and give a lot. he needs it to protect him while intimidating those it comes into contact with, just like his suit.
at some point, it starts to get dark around them β just them. as if a dark cloud has dropped over them. that's when the darkness around them starts to move in a way β where within it, it has an almost sheen to it and with the way bruce keeps himself looking ahead, it's obvious then that this is his doing. that he's moving them through the shadows. )