@rosetheravaged
//Continued from here
It's been years since Damian had last been to Gotham. He had matured since and he had changed a whole lot, both in personality and appearance, but his feelings towards the place and its residents were the same as he left them, except right now, he didn't mind the colder air, after years in the desert. He missed his friends and siblings, though he still held anger towards his father for how they parted ways. He wondered if the man ever even bothered to look for him.
But tonight wasn't the night for dealing with him. He decided he would see his friends and siblings first, after all, he did only leave them with notes that explained his absence.
He was going around, looking for a specific friend he hadn't seen in a long time. He was wondering how she was doing and whether or not he was gonna get a kick in the balls for up and leaving like that. He had to admit that it would have been better to have come to her personally and then deciding what to do next, but that couldn't be changed now.
He stopped on a rooftop, taking a short rest. The bats wouldn't come for him for a while. His new costume and matured appearance were enough for them not to recognize him.
Knowing it wasn't any of them, he didn't panic too much when he heard footsteps on the roof behind him, instead just simply turning around to see who he was dealing with.














