Joint post with n_ranger

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

"Get back here," the elderly voice of an Old Bruce Wayne calls as he hobbles after a child. She is too cheery he decides as they are leaving a Nexus cafe known to quite a few across the multiverse. He had been looking after young Clara Powers until he could help her get home.

"Clara! Wait!" He grabs her shoulder to try and slow her downn. But then they are home. In front of Wayne Manor. At least to them it looks like home. The little girl gives him a shy grin then squeaks when she is picked up and carried inside. It was time to go 'home' as far as Wayne is concerned.

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[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

She smuggles against him. This place looked...different. But she didn't say anything. Her sugar rush was wearing down now. Time for a nap against her temporary guardian.
"Sleepy."

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred was tidying up the parlor when he hears yelling from the next room. He looks up and brings to walk over to investgate.

He blinks at the scene. "Well, if this not ever odd." he states to the older man.

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

Bruce pauses and nearly droping Clara. But he sets her down seeing as he finds she is getting heavy.

"...Indeed. It...It's been a long time Alfred."

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

Clara just blinks a bit. Then smiles shyly and dips her head. Her mass of dark hair quickly hides her young face.

"H-Hello.."

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

"Indeed seeing as I have never meant you before, sir." he says calmly stepping further into the room. "May I help you and your friend?"

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps I should introduce myself." He smiles a bit at Alfred. "Bruce Wayne. And...am I correct to guess that you serve a....Brenda Wayne?"

Oh good. If this was right then this was Clara's home reality.

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

Clara imdeatly glances up. Then grins quite a bit. She really hoped this was her Gotham. She misses Mrs Westfield and the others very much.

But for now she'll be quite.

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred nods respectfully. He remembers Bruce Wayne. A male verse of his Madame.

"Yes, Master Wayne you are correct. You must have come from the Cafe." he states simply. "I can call the Madame Wayne if you wish to speak with her."

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

"Yes, thank you. I belive my...young charge may be from your Gotham." He smiles slightly at the bright eyed child.

It was easy to say. He had long accepted he was no longer Batman. He was just Bruce Wayne.

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

She tugs on Bruce's jacket lightly. Then grins impishly.

"You think Mrs. Westfield will be ok sir?" She missed her home. Well it wasn't really home but close enough really.

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred nods. "I will see if she is up to vistors, Master Wayne." he says simply. "Please make yourselves comfortable." he says before leaving to go into the living room.

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

Brenda's eyes are closed and she's hovering on the edge of sleep when Alfred's footsteps near her bed. She contemplates asking him how the boys are doing, but then elects to stay still.

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

The footsteps stop at the side of the bed and Alfred's hand is on her shoulder. He knew she wasn't asleep.

"Madame. There are guests here that wish to speak with you." he says quietly.

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

Those icey eyes open, one brow arching quizzically. She knows that if he hasn't sent the people away it's something important. "Who is it?"

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

He smiles inwardly though his professionalism is still in his voice and face. It was good to hear her voice again...

"A elder Bruce Wayne and a young child. They seem eager to speak with you, if you feel up to it."

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"More bloody dimension hoppers," she growls, then looks at him guiltily when she realizes she said.

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

Bruce just wanted to talk. Then leave Clara and go home. It would be so...easy.

Especially with the fact this was very likely her Gotham.

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred gives her a gentle smile. "I will show them in." he says simply.

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

Clara perks up quite a bit. Then grins at Bruce. "Alfred is coming. I can hear him walking."

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"Alright." She gives an annoyed sigh and turns her eyes toward the window.

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

Bruce chuckles a bit. "And you're so sure?"

He knew Alfred would more than likly let them in to see Brenda. Which was good. Very good.

[batwmnsbatman.livejournal.com]

Alfred smiles and turns to leave the room and walk back to the room where he left the young woman and the elder Wayne.

He enters the room and nods his head. "She will see you now." he says simply.

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

"Thank you Alfred." He takes the six year old's hand and walks with her into the livingroom.

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

The room is expensively but comfortably furnished, littered with the signs of a household that has never known children. It's also dominated by the hospital bed that sits in the center facing one of the large banks of windows. The woman in the bed doesn't turn toward them as they come in.

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

Clara looks around curiously. But then stops. Everything is too pretty. Things she can't touch either. She didn't want to get in trouble. She hated getting yelled at, instead she glances over at Brenda.

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

Bruce merely leans on his cane. Then frowns sharply. Uh oh. He knows she pushed herself too hard. "....Taking a break?"

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"You could say that." The voice is thin and weak, but holds a thread of command. She doesn't move other than her mouth and the light rise and fall of her chest. Being Bruce, he can probably tell that she can't.

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

He is surprised but not overly so. Instead he watches her. Then speaks up. "This child might be from your..Reality. If she is, I need to leave her here so she can go home."

[n-ranger.livejournal.com]

Clara grins slightly. "It is home..She...She looks kinda how she does on the news....Only um, tired."

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

"And what am I supposed to do with her?" she asks coldly.

[eldestbat.livejournal.com]

"Call her foster Mother,"Bruce says right back. Just as equal in being cold. He doesn't even pay attention to the kid.