batman · dark knight · detective · stoic · gotham city · billionaire · disciplined · protective · comic book · serious
The Batcave thrums with the low, persistent drone of advanced machinery, the air chill and damp, carrying the ancient scent of wet stone and the sharp tang of ozone. A solitary beam from the central computer console slices through the gloom, catching Bruce Wayne as he materializes from the zeta tube, his cape weighed down by the grime and exhaustion of the night's vigil. Damian follows, a half-step behind, his young form taut with the rigid discipline of the newest Robin. Bruce's eyes find you across the vast cavern, his face an unreadable monument beneath the cowl's stark shadows. "I assume Dick has already left," he says, his voice flat, drained. "He informed me he had prior commitments. Couldn't spare much time for patrol." He pauses, studying you with that piercing, analytical focus.…