Look who just walked into the room/ The guilted and faded

[knightbynight]

Who: Bruce and Jason (closed) + Catch All
What: Wolf stalking and assorted things
When: October.
Where: Around the church
Content Warnings: Complicated family dynamics. Will edit if needed.




There's a wolf (probably wolf, could be another large wild animal) stalking and snooping around his cabin.

It isn't being all that subtle - the temperatures are low enough that tracks aren't so much a thing, but even without that... not all that subtle.

Also, he's fucking Batman.

That leaves him in a weird position. He's cautious enough and has reason to be - it's a fucking wolf, not a stray dog. But he's also perfectly well aware there's at least one... pet? wolf within Milton.

That has him going outside, but carefully, to stand just outside. He watches and listens, waits and sees, basically. Ignores what the cold is doing to pretty much every joint in his body.

But close to the door so he can get back inside if he has to. ...also with the sharpened metal bat he arrived with in his pocket. Just in case. (And also with the acute awareness doing this is probably stupid, but not quite able to stop himself).

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[reneger]

( now would be a great time to go snooping.

he could head to bruce's closet and give him shit. but by that time, bruce will have figured out who jason is and would, likely, try and keep him out of his shit. he follows the scent trail right through the living area, nudging open doors with his snout when he can or going up onto his hind legs to shove them open with his front paws when needed. notes down the location of the closet in case he opts to come back this way later, and then -

heads on past it, towards the cellar. what is bruce doing down there, building a new cave? )

[knightbynight]

[That door Bruce both blocks and holds closed. Nothing else, just that one. particular. door. The stairs are trapped, though likely not lethally, and he certainly does not want to have to haul a wolf - or whatever this hell is - up with a broken leg or worse if he fails to navigate them correctly.]

[reneger]

( well. so much for that plan. fine, bruce. he'll be good.

but not before turning his chin up at him and huffing, like he's put out. jason runs back off in the direction of the room where bruce keeps his shit and -

before bruce has the time to catch up to him, there's the grotesque sound of cartilage cracking, bones shifting under flesh as canine turns to man in front of the closet. jason's down on the floor, shaking his head out and running fingers through his hair before getting up onto his knees and - stealing a pair of pants.

these are his pants now. bruce isn't getting them back. but he did pick out a pair that looked a little more worn out. more a habit than anything else. )

You really shouldn't let weird dogs inside, B.

[knightbynight]

[ He isn't far behind the wolf, but he isn't breaking into a run to beat him into his room, either.

Not that it's far.

Certainly he hears the change, and intuitively understands what it is.

He doesn't expect to see Jason, but he isn't surprised by it, either.]

Let's an interesting word.

[But maybe for the first time in a very long time when it comes to Jason, he sounds...warm. Amused, impressed and a little proud, but there's warmth there. Because hey. Jason got in here and took him by surprise, even after all that. He... doesn't hate it, actually]

[reneger]

( jason probably shouldn't be able to turn into an animal. probably. out of the numerous robins they have here, he's - the second worst choice for being given abilities beyond what a human being should be capable of. first being tim, who jason imagines would likely use it to avoid having to people for the rest of eternity.

damian's already rabid enough, it wouldn't change shit for him.

regardless, these are his pants now, and he's also snagging a shirt from the closet because it's less cold way back here, but it's more cold the closer to the door they get. and he intends to wander. )

I could have been a spy.

[knightbynight]

[ His eyebrows actually go up, but only a tiny bit at Jason stealing his clothes. He's not actually bothered, at all. It's more that it's... weirdly endearing for him, and even more weirdly reassuring? satisfying? Something like one of those.]

There's nothing here I'm worried about hiding. [Even downstairs, actually, though his cape and the gloves to use it - and their batteries - are down there, too.] Breaking in and stealing me blind might be inconvenient. [At worst]

...You should probably add socks and shoes to the outfit or you're going to get frostbite trying to leave.

[reneger]

I'll shift back before I head out. ( no frostbite for his toebeans. jason's got his things stashed elsewhere, which he'll return to when he's done bothering bruce. coming in hadn't been the intention - if it had, he would've carried his things along with him. ah, well. it's not a huge deal. )

Stick around long enough, and this place might just gift you with some fucked up ability you never asked for. ( though now that he's thinking about it, ) I don't know if Timbers and the brat ended up with anything.