<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Raven, Hal, Open<br/><strong>Note:</strong> Scared? Me?</span><br/><hr/><br/>Bruce had no ability to sense emotion, but he would have had to been a total idiot to miss the fact that Raven was offended by the new arrivals not only insensitive but inaccurate comment. But then, the remark was so far wrong and thoughtless that Bruce wouldn't have even needed to see her reaction to guess at it. Indeed, he was even offended on Raven's behalf, and he wondered if she could sense that as well.<br/><br/>But that thought was quickly driven from his mind as Raven did...something...and soon a black...something...emitted from her hand and enveloped her offender, and for a moment Bruce wondered if the girl was going to banish, or even kill the man.  He thought about intervening...but to what end? Not that Bruce was afraid of dying...he had made his peace with that years ago. But having his body subjected to some unknown form of energy that for all he knew could send him to literal hell by a young woman ho had abilities he couldn't even begin to grasp? THAT he had not come to terms with, and had indeed spent the past two weeks trying to avoid that fate.<br/><br/>Bruce couldn't take his eyes off the girl, and this time it had nothing to do with the way she looked, as she curled her body up into a ball as she hugged her knees to her chest, fully revealing the rest of the clothing she wore to him for the first time, and even under the circumstances Bruce couldn't help but analyze it, but the plain black jeans offered no new clues to his mysterious companion.<br/><br/>Once again, Raven was the one who broke the silence, though that hardly uttered any credence to the recent accusation leveled against her that she talked to much, as her statement consisted of barely twenty words. Indeed, Bruce wished she talked more as he had a great deal more he wanted to know about her, but now her phone number was at the very bottom of his list.<br/><br/><em> 'Scared?' </em>Bruce wondered, feeling a bit offended himself at the label, but he quickly realized two things. The first one that only a fool fears nothing when there was something to fear, and the fact the teen sitting across from him could perhaps banish him to an eternity in hell with just a thought qualified as something to fear. The second was that one did not take offense at the truth. She DID scare him, which made an interesting counterpoint to the attraction he felt for her, and that brought forth a new emotion in him...puzzlement. How could he be attracted to someone who could do the things she could do? Just because she was pleasant to look at and had a nice voice? No...there had to be more to it than that. Bruce may not have had much experience with women, but he had seen pretty ones before, including several that were dressed way more provocative than Raven, and he hadn't felt...whatever he was feeling...towards them.<br/><br/>Bruce took a moment to analyze exactly why he felt this way before he formulated an answer to Raven's questions, neither wanting to alienate or lie to the girl. He was attracted to her, despite the abilities she had just demonstrated, because...she hadn't used them on him, despite the fact she considered him a threat based on the knife strapped to his shin, and his body language that indicated he was ready to attack her at the slightest provocation. So he'd given her reason to do a pre-emptive strike, and she hadn't taken it. Indeed, even the man who had insulted her and she HAD used her powers on had simply been to make him more comfortable, hardly the action of someone who would harm him simply for the misfortune of being abducted buy the same person she had.<br/><br/>"I...am not." Bruce began carefully, fighting back the urge to ask her what else she could tell from the maelstrom of emotion in him that even he was struggling top make sense of. "I've only seen it once before..." Bruce actually smirked a bit as he shrugged. "Well, before today, that is. And even during the attack, the unexplained powers I saw could have been attributed to telekinesis. But you...?" Bruce shook his head. "You are an empath, I would say...not an ability I would associate with magic, but not one I'm necessarily comfortable with either I'm a very...private person...and I don't like the idea of someone in my head. But I also realize its probably something you can't shut off, so it's...going to take some getting used to. Please don't take any lapses I may have personally as I try and keep my emotions under control. I'm used to keeping stoic on the outside, not the inside." It was more information than he would have normally given to a stranger, but the situation wasn't normal, and Raven had access to more information than a normal stranger would have, so he wanted her to sense his honesty.<br/><br/>"What else can you do?" Bruce asked curiously, having the sense he had barely even scratched the surface of her powers. "And...does the name Damian Darhk mean anything to you?" The teens magic had looked mothing like that of his foe, but he wasn't sure how widespread the practice of magic was and if the girl had heard of the man who wanted to kill him, it was possible Bruce would learn something useful. And that was why he was here...to learn, Which meant he had one more question to ask.<br/><br/>"Where...how...did you learn that?" He asked. Magic hadn't been on Bruce's lists of skills to acquire when he ad started his quest, but he realized now that had been a major omission.<br/><br/>