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“This better not be for a transaction,” Bruce mused dryly, drawing a ziplock filled with herbs from the bag she’d discarded by the floor. He glanced at the artifacts that she’d ascertained weren’t stolen - and put it to the back of his mind, returning his attention to the bag in his grasp. Weed was familiar to Gotham’s alleys, though not quite as dangerous other substances littering his city.Â
“I’ve been trying to get drugs off the street, Cat,” Bruce added, tossing the ziplock bag onto the mattress where Selina lounged, raising an eyebrow at her.Â
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“You were reckless,” Bruce informed Damian as they re-entered the Cave. Damian hadn’t actually been reckless so much as less careful than Bruce would have advised - but it all boiled down to the same point. “An hour of training before you go to bed,” Bruce added, after once more glancing over Damian to ascertain the other hadn’t suffered any injuries, and taking a seat by the monitors. Â
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“Nightwing.” There was the slightest inflection in his voice, hinting at mild surprise, at the reflection in the monitor. “What brings you?” He twisted away from the monitor, facing the other man who’d entered the Cave, an eyebrow raised.Â
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“Nightwing. Dick. Answer me. Where are you?” Bruce’s tone was urgent and firm as he spoke into the communicator, sprinting across a rooftop. He’d been attempting to reach the younger man for the past thirty minutes, and with every passing moment - grew more tense. Â
And attempting to track him had proved futile - the other’s signal bouncing back from multiple locations.
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“What is it, Clark?” His voice was more dry, than hostile, glancing at the other man who’d called him - because apparently they had to discuss something important. It was only the two of them - and Bruce regarded the other man with mild impatience.Â
He had been busy. The world around them, with the presidency - with all that surrounded Lex - appeared to, these days, always require damage control.  Â
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“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!” Bruce demanded, eyes flashing dangerously the younger man. Behind them lay yet another body - one that Jason had deemed fit to enact his own definition of justice on. Bruce had done his research - knew that the man now dead was weapon dealing scum but he hadn’t deserved this.
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“You’re late,” Bruce remarked, turning from the monitors when he heard the younger man’s footsteps enter the Cave. “What took you?” He asked dryly, raising an eyebrow at the other man’s state. Dick looked exhausted. Bruce had been keeping up with the other’s activities, best he could, but right now it looked as though the other hadn’t slept in some time.Â
