Turning over in bed, Bruce sighed. There was a familiar smell of moisture in the air and dust settled into the cushions of antique furniture. It reminded him of the mansion, of Gotham; home.
Though as he opened his eyes, Bruce discovered that he had traded going to bed with Harvey in the pocket dimension for waking up in his own bed, without him. His throat seized dryly, he could remember them all ... he could remember!
Throwing the sheets off, even as they vined around his ankle, causing him to stumble as he dragged them off the bed and across the floor with him, Bruce picked up the nearest pen and piece of paper and began to write short hand notes before the memory of the place was stripped from his mind. Everyone else had been from his future (or that of another universe), he had listened to their stories and experiences and now, Bruce had the opportunity to adjust certain errors ... he wouldn't have to make the same mistakes ... as long as he could remember.
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Date: 2011-03-26 02:32 am (UTC)Though as he opened his eyes, Bruce discovered that he had traded going to bed with Harvey in the pocket dimension for waking up in his own bed, without him. His throat seized dryly, he could remember them all ... he could remember!
Throwing the sheets off, even as they vined around his ankle, causing him to stumble as he dragged them off the bed and across the floor with him, Bruce picked up the nearest pen and piece of paper and began to write short hand notes before the memory of the place was stripped from his mind. Everyone else had been from his future (or that of another universe), he had listened to their stories and experiences and now, Bruce had the opportunity to adjust certain errors ... he wouldn't have to make the same mistakes ... as long as he could remember.