He's a kid again. Inside the Batsuit, the younger man on this precarious perch is a boy once more, a boy in tights and elfin boots and ready to take on the world, one bad guy at a time, his hero before him. He reaches to the cowl and tears it off, revealing a bruised, battered, unshaven face covered in blood, sweat and, yes, tears.
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Date: 2011-05-06 05:19 pm (UTC)"Bruce...." he whispers brokenly.