<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zqjm9YC.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Character Name: Damian Wayne<br/>Date/Time: Wednesday the 1st of May 2019<br/>Location: Wayne Manor, Gotham City<br/>Wearing: Black civilian clothing (nondescript hooded jacket, scarf, cotton pants, sneakers)<br/>Tagged: Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Selina Kyle<br/>Warnings: None<br/><br/>With all of her incessant rambling, Damian almost missed the girl claiming to be Selina Kyle.<br/><em>Impossible,</em> he thought to himself. <em>Selina Kyle is the same age as Father.</em><br/>But after his initial thoughts, he realised that ‘impossible’ was a word with diminishing definition these days. Perhaps she’d taken a dip in a Lazarus Pit, or maybe some freak accident had de-aged her. There were a number of possibilities at play, but if this was some attempt to trick him into revealing his hand, he wasn’t going to bite. Yet.<br/><br/>“My name is Damian Wayne. If you’ve known Father since he was a child, which I very much doubt, then you’ll know I’m his son,” he snapped, haughtily. “And I’ve been training with this ‘pig sticker’ since I was a child, you don’t want to lose a hand.”<br/><em>Which would be a fine penalty for the Catwoman trying to turn over Wayne Manor</em>, he mused to himself.<br/>“You want Bruce and Alfred?” he growled, his voice still muffled slightly by his scarf. “Fine. Alfred’ll be in the kitchen,” he said cautiously, thumbing his blade ever-so-slightly out of his scabbard; if she were planning on making any stupid moves, it would have been right then. “And I’d make that the last time you make threats that you can’t follow up on, girl. Not in my house.”<br/><br/>He stood his ground firmly, and gestured toward the kitchens. If he was to be touring this stray kitten through the Manor, he'd do it on his own terms; with her in clear view, and a blade ready to be at her back if she did anything foolish.</span>