Ooc: Dude! Lurkers already?! Kick ass! And damn, but intro’s quick and dirty. XD
“I do not approve of this, Master Bruce…”
“Alfred, we’ve been over this a hundred times; Stark Industries is a good investment for Wayne Enterprises.”
“Regardless of the investment purposes, Master Bruce, Tony Stark and Stark Industries sell weapons of mass destruction. I do not think that Wayne
Enterprises should-”
“That was years ago, Alfred; I’ve been told by several reliable sources that Stark Industries no longer dabbles in that kind of business.”
“If you say so, Master Bruce…”
“You worry too much Alfred. Everything will be fine.”
“Straighten your tie, Master Bruce.”
“Thank you, Alfred.”
~*~*~*~*~
Bruce Wayne was a complicated man. He had been that way ever since he was child and he witnessed the murder of his parents. Back then, though, he had
been called reclusive and reserved… Now he was just ‘complicated’. No one could figure out the darker side of the seemingly normal Bruce Wayne. Well…
except Alfred. But the butler didn’t count. He had known Bruce since he was a boy and that, quite frankly, was an unfair advantage.
The limousine cruised smoothly; Bruce’s champagne barely moved around in its glass. The Wayne heir looked out the window of the car, watching the
buildings of Gotham’s upper-class neighborhood fly by. When he first heard about Tony Stark and Stark Industries, Bruce had been a bit wary; the
company’s image and past were not something that he wanted his family’s company to get tangled up in. However, several friends that were also
investing in Stark Industries assured Bruce that Tony Stark’s company was a wise and fortuitous investment.
But that was far from his mind at the moment…
For years, Bruce had been operating as Batman, the ‘vigilante’ hero who does what Gotham’s police and citizens are afraid to do. Yet try as he might,
Bruce could not rid his home city of the villainous men and women who also called Gotham home. It was endless, tiring work. Lately, though, Bruce had
begun to feel… Strange. He did not know what it was, but he had begun to feel a little lonely. Dick was off in college as Nightwing, and Tim was on
vacation with the Commissioner and his daughter… He was alone in Wayne manor with Alfred… And as if that wasn’t creepy enough, all of Bruce’s regular
dates were either out of town or currently attending the Stark event with another person…
Speaking of the event…
The limousine stopped in front of the event, and the door was opened so that Bruce might step out. His dark suit glittered in the camera flashes; he
waved to the crowd, flashing a crisp smile. Reporters clamored after him, but Bruce was quick to slide into the building where the banquet was being
held. He instantly recognized several faces, but he could tell from the atmosphere and the way many of the guests were sitting at their tables that
the dinner was about to start, so Bruce dashed over to the bar to order himself something a little stronger before he continued to drink champagne for
the rest of the night…
However, he was not the only one to head to the bar. Bruce did not recognize the man approaching the bar with him, but he gave the other a grin,
ordering a quick scotch. “Well, I’m glad that I’m not the only one who can’t stand champagne for the whole night…”
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