Meanwhile, back in the Cave...

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Dawn has come and gone, midmorning approaches, and Bruce is still reviewing what he might have missed during his visit to Metropolis, City of Tomorrow and Too Many Damned Glowing Things, to investigate the real estate that local business man/tycoon/slimebag Max Shreck is considering purchasing.

Yes, he should be in bed by now. He should be getting food. He should be doing something other than what he is doing now, which is going over data he recorded in Metropolis and reviewing an eye on the police reports as well. Price of taking time away from his patrols to try to contain Gotham scum within the city limits.

And his coffee's cold. Damn it.

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Nor a pastry. Can't win them all. He smiles more easily and takes a sandwich. "Any news I might need to hear that I haven't seen yet?" he asks once the first two bites are gone.

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"Oh, my."

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First sandwich gone, second one started. Chew, chewchewchewche...

Swallow.

"What in the name of..." Bruce shoves his coffee out of the way, turns toward the keyboard, and starts typing rapidly. "Multi-pronged attack, with..." He mutters a profanity, a particularly foul one. So much for food, so much for coffee, so much for rest. Need data, need updates, need it now.