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(no subject) [Nov. 27th, 2005|10:37 pm]
Bruce Wayne
[mood |determined]

Alfred didn't like it. But Bruce was stubborn. He had wasted enough time already. If he wanted to fight crime, he needed to know more. And he couldn't learn it if he was cooped up at school, no matter how good the school was.

So he was leaving. Taking advantage of his fortune and going out to learn what he would need. He had already located the dojo he wanted to train at, and learned at least rudimentary Japanese. He had the few things he was taking with him in his backpack; there would be no need for more. A few books, his magnifying glass, a change of clothes, and, tucked away at the very bottom, a well loved teddy bear. There was also a bat on his shoulder, but no one but him knew that. He was ready.

Bruce opened the door, expecting to see Alfred unhappily waiting to take him to the airport...

...and stepped into Milliways.
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(no subject) [Aug. 18th, 2005|08:58 pm]
Bruce Wayne
[mood |crushedcrushed]

Bruce hasn't been in the bar for a few weeks, because school's just started, and he didn't want to miss anything important. He's left most of his things there, except for Teddy, and he's starting to want his books. So he goes to the door, and pushes.

He steps through into a dusty room, unused for over a year.

He tries again, and again, until it's time for bed and Alfred comes looking for him. He doesn't cry until he's safe in bed, where Alfred can't see.

He's all alone now, really.
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(no subject) [Dec. 25th, 2004|11:55 pm]
Bruce Wayne
After going to Val's party for bit, Bruce returned to the bar to look for Cordelia. She had promised him she would stay with him for Christmas.
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(no subject) [Nov. 21st, 2004|08:43 pm]
Bruce Wayne
[mood |accomplished]

It's been *days* and he *still* hasn't found anything out. Mostly because Alfred won't let him go anywhere fun to investigate.

Today, they are visiting Dr. Thompkins' clinic. Bruce is helping out, hoping to find some clues, but so far all he's found is screaming babies and weird old men who smell funny. He's in Dr. Thompkins' office now, sitting in a chair and trying to find clues.

"Hello, Bruce." Dr. Thompkins has just come around a corner and spotted him trying to read the papers on her desk upside down. "How are you?"

"I'm ok." He didn't tell her about the chicken pox, because she won't understand. She doesn't see Mite, either, so he figures she wouldn't believe him if he told her about Milliways.

"That's good. What are you looking for?"

"Clues. I'm trying to solve a mystery."

"Oooh, a mystery." She looks interested, but not quite believing. "What kind of mystery?"

"The secret kind." Bruce isn't telling.

"That's too bad. Otherwise I could help you with it." She walks around to her chair and sits. "I guess I'll just have to tell you a funny story."

Bruce sits up and pays attention.

"There was a lady who came in the other day with a squid on her head."

"Squid?" Bruce's eyes are wide. It's a *clue*!

"Yup. A squid. Not only that, but she said the strangest thing."

"What? What did she say?"

"She said she had to go visit an invisble hairdresser. Isn't that strange?"

Bruce nods and smiles like she expects him to, but secretly he's repeating the clue over and over.

She smiles back and then looks down at her papers. "All right, you go run along to Alfred. Thank you for helping."

"You're welcome," Bruce calls as he bolts out the door. A clue!
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(no subject) [Oct. 27th, 2004|10:55 pm]
Bruce Wayne
[mood |confusedconfused]

I didn't give Alfred the note. He wouldn't believe me. I tried telling Dr. Thompkins, but she didn't believe me either. She just said I had a very active imagination, and that I should go and play in my room.

I took the pills though. They didn't hurt me. I had to lie to Alfred to get him to take me by alleys for a week, but it worked. I'm not scared of them anymore. I think.

I want to go back, but I don't want Ms. White to be mad at me. It's just that Dr. Lecter told be the truth before, and he didn't hurt me, he tried to make me better. So I believe him. Why doesn't Ms. White believe him?
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(no subject) [Oct. 20th, 2004|08:05 pm]
Bruce Wayne
Raph scared me yesterday. We were going to get me another bell, and then we were outside and it was dark and it was just like *there*.

I tried to do what Dr. Lecter said and be big and scary and brave, but I was still scared. And then Raph moved real fast and scared me more, and he grabbed me just like Daddy did and for a second it was happening again. Then Raph took me back inside and was really nice and said he was sorry, but I went to Ms. White's room and hugged her and stayed their a long time until I felt better.

It was really scary.
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(no subject) [Oct. 19th, 2004|02:03 pm]
Bruce Wayne
Doctor Lecter says I should keep a journal. So I will.

Today I talked to Dr. Lecter. He's going to help me feel better, like Cordelia and Ms. White. He asked about Mommy and Daddy, and I was brave and told him.

I don't like talking about it. But it was important, and he says that eventually I will feel better and the nightmares will be afraid of me.

They will be. I will be big and strong and scary. I promise.
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(no subject) [Sep. 19th, 2004|11:21 pm]
Bruce Wayne
[mood |sneaky]

Bruce walks quietly past the room where Alfred and Dr. Thompkins are talking. He has a backpack full of clothes and books, as well as Teddy. Mite follows behind him. He is being quiet because he does not want Alfred to see him and think he is running away. He would never run away, but he does want to go back to the strange place with Snow White and the angel and Raph.

As he passes the door, he can hear Alfred talking. "Master Bruce has been behaving quite strangely of late. I'm not sure whether to worry."

Dr. Thompkins answers him seriously. "What has he been doing?"

"Talking to himself. He has asked me for dishes of fruit on a regular basis, to feed something he calls Mite."

Dr. Thompkins sounds a little worried, but not much. "It's not unknown for children who have experience trauma to create protector figures that only they can see. It'll go away with time. Is he doing anything else?"

Bruce thinks Dr. Thompkins and Alfred are wrong, because Mite is real. He doesn't know why they don't believe him.

"No, though he has developed an unhealthy interest in the fighting arts. He asked if I would sign him up for karate lessons."

"That sounds perfectly normal for an eight year-old..."

Bruce ignores the rest of the conversation and keeps sneaking along. Soon he is at the door that will take him away. He opens it and steps through.
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(no subject) [Sep. 11th, 2004|10:15 pm]
Bruce Wayne
Bruce emerges from the bar into the Manor. The clothes he was wearing change back into pajamas as he does so. The house is just like it was when he left, dark and silent. Mite has perched on his shoulder.

He begins to walk silently back towards his room when something comes around a corner and surprises him.

"Master Bruce! What are you doing out of bed?" Alfred is not pleased to find Bruce wandering around when he should be asleep.

"I wanted a glass of water," Bruce lies. He does not want to upset Alfred, but how can he explain where he was?

"All right. We will get you one, and then you will sleep. You have school tomorrow." If Alfred notices the bat on Bruce's shoulder, he says nothing.
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(no subject) [Sep. 10th, 2004|12:04 pm]
Bruce Wayne
[music |Batman theme]

Bruce sleeps the deep, dreamless sleep of the exhausted. Mite watches over him, ensuring his sleep remains untroubled.

Sometime in the middle of the night, Bruce finds himself in the vast dark. He is in a cave, darkness stretching for miles around him. He is not afraid, because Mite is with him.

He turns to Mite. "What do we do now?"

"We grow up. And we grow strong."

Bruce embraces him, not noticing Mite has grown to the size of a man as he said this.

Somewhere, Destiny smiles.
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