#destiniism

             The kid certainly didn’t look suspicious, but Terry had been Batman long enough to know something shady when he saw it. And whatever thing on the boy’s arm that he’d been fiddling with for the last fifteen minutes certainly didn’t look like anything he had business carrying. It was odd and platform-like, and had the look of some sort of weapon. Whatever it was, Terry, or, really, Batman couldn’t allow the kid to just walk around with it. At least, not until he knew for sure what it was. And so, with little ceremony, the vigilante stepped up from behind, grabbing the boy’s arm and holding it up above him to neutralize any possible threat the device might hold.