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He had not lied to Damian when he said he was back in Gotham to work. He had not lied when he said that sometimes it was Security detail, and sometimes it was extermination.
He had not mentioned that on some nights, he worked multiple jobs at once.
Bane had never taken issue with taking life. With his background, it came as easily to him as a child in karate breaking a board. Simple. Quick. Effortless. So when these two men decided that they were going to become a problem for his current employer, the man knew exactly who to pay to get rid of said problem.
The first one was stupid, or naive. He'd chosen to rush Bane, as if he were a typical bouncer. Bad decisions are the easiest to make. It was a quick task to flip the foolish one around and let him go--right through the glass. If he screamed, Bane didn't pay any attention to it. The second hesitated for a minute, and the mercenary couldn't tell what the bigger emotion on his face was between fear for himself or the chance at not having to split whatever their intended prize was to be.
The decision to run took him a moment too long to make.
"Partners until the end, if I heard you correctly." Bane commented, taking hold of the second man. Pleading and screaming to be put down, let go, and allowed to leave, the man took the same exit as his companion before Bane followed in a more efficient manner.
They had two more lackeys downstairs. From the chatter he'd heard earlier in the evening, they seemed to be pawns meant to be cut from the deal when the first set of men had found their success.
Pawns had to be taken as well, if one wanted a clean victory.
At least these two recognized him. He could see it in their faces when he landed. They certainly didn't look that pale under fluorescent lighting.
Their panic was his benefit, and they too were quick work and loud cracks. In less than a minute, two became one, and one became a highly panicked nothing.
Bane popped his neck, debating what to do with the bodies. He could leave them here, but proving they were dead meant heads, usually. That was messy work for an alleyway, and he didn't need the Batman to battle him into yet another prison he would eventually bypass.
He turned to see the company he'd attracted. He never did care to explain his actions to a witness.
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