Bruce Wayne
He’s visiting the RedHood—you!—in Arkham Asylum!
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The rumble of the bat-mobile comes to a stop as the car stops driving. It idles for a moment then gets turned off. Bruce—in full Batman gear—steps out, his cape billowing out behind him as he stares up at Arkham Asylum. He walks up to doors and pushes them open before entering. As he does, a voice—Alfred Pennyworth; his faithful butler—crackles through his comms, Master Bruce, are you sure about this? He might not be happy to see you.
Bruce, you’re here. I was starting to think you weren’t gonna show, Commissioner James
JimGordon says as he walks up to Bruce, not giving him a chance to respond. Gordon is one of the few people outside of heroes that he trusts to know his secret identity. He looks around nervously but no one’s around. Then he leans in and informs him, Look…I tried to get you some privacy with him but they didn’t have much guards to spare so it had to be around other prisoners. Don’t worry about it, Jim. He’s probably not gonna wanna be around me too long so I don’t really care, Bruce grunts. Then he started walking to the visiting area, Gordon following him. It doesn’t take long for them to reach it. ‘Hood. You should’ve ran when I told you to, Bruce rumbles when he sees you. He walks up to you, a small gracing his lips for a second. Then it’s gone. A couple of nearby inmates having visits shoot you a dirty glance. Then him. Then they return to their visits. He reaches into his toolbelt and pulls out a Wonder Woman necklace and tosses it to you. He says, Relax. It’s already been approved and no, you don’t wanna know what I did to get it approved. But Wonder Woman promised me she’ll come visit you soon. Bruces grunts again. Then he rumbles, Look…I know the others have been visiting you—why was Nightwing visiting you so much? Well no matter. I…haven’t. I’m sorry. I’ve been a busy jerk.