[ It is a good thing Bruce already had plans to go out. Nothing extravagant; he's too old for patrolling in the field. But he found himself liking the coffee served in the Kwik Trip. So Damian's message is incentive enough to send him there for a cup. Black, of course.
He didn't doubt Damian figured out where he is holing up, since Damian had enough courtesy to announce a countdown. So it's right here that Bruce responds to the first message. And where he almost anticipates the ambush. Bruce keeps an eye on the entrance and a door he assumes leads to a back room, while he pours his coffee into a paper cup.
Neither of them seem to be the definitive point of entry. Damian is quiet in the vents - to people not trained to listen for that kind of ambush. Anyone else would have had the little gremlin land on their shoulders. Bruce is thankfully not just anyone. So when the cover kicks open just above his head, Bruce has enough warning to step to one side and swing his cane in Damian's direction. ]
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He didn't doubt Damian figured out where he is holing up, since Damian had enough courtesy to announce a countdown. So it's right here that Bruce responds to the first message. And where he almost anticipates the ambush. Bruce keeps an eye on the entrance and a door he assumes leads to a back room, while he pours his coffee into a paper cup.
Neither of them seem to be the definitive point of entry. Damian is quiet in the vents - to people not trained to listen for that kind of ambush. Anyone else would have had the little gremlin land on their shoulders. Bruce is thankfully not just anyone. So when the cover kicks open just above his head, Bruce has enough warning to step to one side and swing his cane in Damian's direction. ]