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Who: Bruce Wayne/Batman batsymbol and others
What: a halloween-themed housewarming
When: end of october
Where: primarily central
Content Warnings: TBD but let's just say Bruce being Bruce is always likely

It's Friday October 27th when this housewarming shindig happens at the townhouse in Central he's recently purchased for himself and with it being so close to Halloween, he decides to decorate it a little. Or maybe a lot. He's still trying to get the hang of this whole Bruce Wayne thing. Either way, the lower floor of the five-story townhouse is decorated for the spooky season and the one floor he'd prefer people to stick to since he's not the only one who lives here. There's food and refreshments available with something hopefully for everyone and if you're in the mood for something a little more spooky for a drink, there's this little guy lined up along one of the tables to be enjoyed, the flavor being a tart pomegranate with a touch of sweetness to it. Yes, it can also be alcoholic and yes, he has someone stationed there to ensure those of age to drink are the ones taking the alcoholic version of that. On your way in or out, don't forget to say hi to the concierge for the night and feel free to take your complimentary pumpkin bucket filled with candy he has for guests. Don't worry about checking the candy for trackers. It's not like he would ever do such a thing. 😇 Happy Housewarming Halloween. ooc notes: just a stupid little housewarming mingle thrown together where bruce makes an attempt to Do Something for his kiddos and friends he has here. Diana also lives within the townhouse and so friends of hers are welcome to stop by as well if she'd invite them. whoever the kiddos want to bring along with them are also welcome to stop by but please stick to the first floor where the shindig is or else bruce is going to be Disappointed aka i'm still figuring out the rest of the floors.

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( giving another glance to the sleeping pup, bruce follows on after diana, hands shoved in his pockets as they go. he knows what her place looks like. obviously. yet it's such a stark contrast to how his own currently looks what with the lack of lavish decorations and all.

at the mention of kyle, he looks over to her. )

Eavesdropping, were you?

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That's more in your line than mine.

[ She pours two glasses of a wine she's found that reminds her a little of home, berry-red and just a little more sweet than dry, and offers him one. ]

But I do have eyes, and I saw you speaking with him.

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( taking the glass in hand, he raises a brow to her. amused. )

Nothing bad about you, I promise.

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[ She laughs at that, a little. ]

I wasn't concerned.

[ Taking her own glass, she leads him into the living room, where a few low lights don't manage to drown out the moonlight flooding through the window. Diana curls into a seat on the couch and waits for him to join her. ]

Look at that. The moon is nearly full.

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( while a few had decided to come wearing costumes or something costume-like [jesus christ, jason] to the party, bruce had opted to simply keep it simple with wearing black. black dress shirt with sleeves rolled at the elbows, black slacks, black tie. all black for a man who lurks in the shadows. maybe he should have gone as a shadow.

taking a seat there with her on the couch, drink in hand, he glances around, fingers tapping gently at the side of the glass he holds between his legs, hunched over some. )

Hunters moon, is it?

[avatarfortruth]

That's what they call it. The last full moon of this season.

[ She looks up at the waxing moon, the light of it spilling over them both. Bright enough to be seen even with the many lights of Central all around them. ]

I was born under a hunter's moon, with Cassiopeia in the sky. Although born might not be quite the right word.

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( slowly, a curious turn of his head, eyes soft as always with her as he looks to her. )

No?

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[ She looks back at him, resting her elbow on the back of the couch and her head on her hand, and smiles, small. ]

No.

There are no men on Themyscira. There had not been children for thousands of years. But my mother so desired a daughter that she molded a baby from clay taken from the heart of the island, and on a night of wind and storm and a hunter's moon, she prayed that the little clay child be brought to life.

And the gods answered. They granted her a miracle. Life from clay. A daughter with no father.

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( a slow blink — a moment to process what she's said with gaze drifting off. )

Is that... normally how it's... done?

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[ Her lips quirk. ]

No. I was Themyscira's only child. There have been no others born of clay.

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Oh.

( it's said softly, gaze dropping down to his drink there between his legs. )

Jason... mentioned a Donna?

[avatarfortruth]

Donna.

[ She looks back out at the moon, wishing she could see the stars beyond, the ones that remind her of Donna's suit, of her sister's hair. ]

My sister. She came to be in a... different way, born neither of Hippolyta's flesh nor of clay. And I have a third little sister as well, Cassie. Wonder Girl. She is not of Themyscira, and her mother is not my mother, but she earned the right to be called Amazon long ago.

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( bruce being an only child, he can't really relate to having siblings. though he's wondered sometimes if it might have made things easier if he had any after the murder of his parents. )

You must miss them.

[avatarfortruth]

I do. But I was rarely with them.

[ She thinks of Cassie's fury, the pain and betrayal in her voice and words and eyes and winces. ]

Not as much as I... should have been, perhaps.

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( a moment to let his gaze linger there on the wine held between his legs, he looks over to her slowly, expression soft as often his blue eyes are when they're on her. )

Family can be complicated sometimes.

[avatarfortruth]

Yes.

[ She watches him back, feeling the softness of that glance like a touch. ]

I met a boy tonight. He'd known the other me was she was here. I think she was like a mother to him.

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( a slight huff through his nose, he slowly licks over his lips as he looks back down to his glass, a couple strands of hair falling in front of his face as he does. )

Yeah, it's... a little weird, isn't it?

( absolutely speaking from experience here. )

[avatarfortruth]

Mm. I don't know if I can be that for him. I don't know him, not yet.

[ She looks into her wine, then back out at the moon. ]

But the look on his face when he saw me broke my heart.

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( a glance over to her again. )

Because he looked to you with recognition while you didn't know him?

[avatarfortruth]

Because he was so happy to see me. And then had to remind himself I wasn't her.

[ She's never really considered herself all that maternal, much as she adores children, but she has rarely had the chance. ]

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Yeah.

( he knows the feeling. )

But you can be you.

[avatarfortruth]

I can be no one else, so I suppose being me will have to be enough.

[ She reaches out, a gentle hand, and tucks some of his falling strands of hair back. ]

I hope the children will soon recognize the same is true of you.

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( faintly, a smile comes to his lips at her touch. )

Think they still have their moments, but. It's not their fault.

( jason, the older one, has been better, though, and they've shared a moment or two of vulnerability between them... of bruce being the one to offer support and a parental touch to ease him. )

[avatarfortruth]

They're getting there. Be patient with them.

[ She allows herself another stroke over his hair, then pulls her hand back and sips at her wine. ]

Did you enjoy having them over?

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( swirling his own wine around in his glass a little, he looks down to it. )

Didn't hate it.

( a sip, he licks over his lips, sigh leaving him as he leans back against the couch then, stretching a leg out in front of him there on the floor as he does. )

Did you enjoy it?