#bewarethebatglare

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He rode directly into the center of Gotham, the clopping of horse hooves announcing his presence. Not that his appearance wouldn’t do that. After all, the only visible part of his was his clothing.

He stopped in front of a bank, getting off the horse and walking through the door, actually opening it.

He did need to get the bag through.

And he walked right through the people in line to the teller at the front.

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“Come on ole girl,” the Doctor yelled as he hit the TARDIS console.  They were spiraling through time and space, chasing an unknown object.  The object was capable of both time and space travel and the Doctor had never seen anything quite like it before.  Of course he was going to chase it.

The object got closer and closer to Earth as the Doctor gave chase in the TARDIS.  ”Where are we headed?” he asked himself as he looked at the projected coordinates on the TARDIS console.

“Gotham, United States, Earth,” a voice blurred from the TARDIS console.  The Doctor held on tightly as he watched the object splash into Gotham harbor.  He landed the TARDIS near by.

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Shade’s eyes fluttered open, quickly sitting up with a soft groan at the headache that was already forming. He screwed his eyes shut for a moment before opening and squinted so that they would focus.

His hand felt around for his cane, using it to stand up once he found it; immediately taking in his surrounds, he frowned.

It certainly wasn’t anywhere he was familiar with, and yet at the same time it was.

He rubbed his chin, using a shadow door to step onto a nearby roof. His eyes immediately landed on a large tower.

Attempting to get comfortable and engross herself in the crappy romance movie that played on the screen. Eyes glancing towards the clock after what felt like eternity, the time read only 30 minutes since she settled in. It was crazy, the clock was almost taunting her at this point! Groaning in obvious frustration, it was becoming increasingly apparent sleep was the last thing she would be recieving. At least Bruce was sleeping, or so she thought.

Hearing an all too familiar and sleep filled voice, a sheepish smile was cast towards the half-awake male. Holding her arms open for him to essentially use her chest as a pillow, sleepy Bruce could arguably be one of the rarest and cutest thing Remmy saw. Cuddling her sleepy boyfriend as the movie continued to play on in the background.

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         His head tilts, arms crossing purposely showing he was no threat at the time. Before looking around to the Gotham around him. 

Crossing her arms beneath her chest, Remmy puffed her cheeks out at the man and pouted some. That noise certainly wasn't nice!