Summertime Sadness (open)

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Bruce Wayne sat in the back of his limo, rested against the dark comfortable leather. The tv screen on the other end of the limo was almost never on. Even with all the technology to simply watch the news, Bruce always opted to instead read a news paper. Talks of different political positions, how the local movie star was working out, and what gym, and for some reason everybody cared about what brand work out towel he had. I mean honestly, who cared? There it was, Bane found depleted of venom, barely alive, hanging by his feet from the docks. Just the way he was left. Job well done.

Bruce decided he wanted to take a short walk through the park. As it came into view through the side window, the leaves were orange, yellow and brown, all perfect shades of fall. Very rarely did he get the chance to just simply enjoy the day, and relax.

"Right here is fine, Alfred.."

The limousine came to a halt. Bruce reached to the handle and opened the door. He stepped one foot out and took a small breath of the fall air. It was that kind of perfect weather where it wasnt too hot, but just enough that required him to wear a light wind breaker.

Newspaper rolled up, held under his arm pit, he shoved both hands in his pockets and began to walk. he took notice of the the people jogging, some walking their dogs, and others just sitting on the park benches as well as the sides of fountains. No one had recognized him, which was good. Made it that much more enjoyable not to shake any hands or take pictures with people.

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Selina had her headphones in her ears listening to I Love It by Icona Pop as she jogged through the park, her hair pulled back out of her face. As the music pulsed in her ears, she stretched out into a sprint, pushing herself further during every exercise routine. She had talent and flexibility that allowed her to sneak into an area without anyone ever knowing. Her talent, however, had to translate into protection in case an evening ever led to physical altercations. She trained with Catman often, and also kept herself on a regular exercise routine. Her long legs stretched as she ran past the people sitting, picnicking, and enjoying the day. She hadn’t planned on running into anyone and conversing. She would prefer not to play the socialite in the middle of her routine yet fate has a funny way of playing with life.

Her eyes caught to the handsome familiar fellow walking in her direction, and she found a slow smile cross her face. Mr. Bruce Wayne. The Billionaire Play Boy and CEO of Wayne Enterprise. She had met Mr. Wayne on quite a few occasions, usually one charity gala or another. She could hardly keep up with all the names. She had even been his guests on some evenings, playing the girl on his arms until she became tired of the dull occurrences and escaped into the evening.

He wasn’t Batman, but he certainly was good to the eyes.

She slowed in her running until coming to a full stop in front of him. Her skin gleamed in the sun from the light layer of moisture on her skin. Her work out attire tight on her body the same way her costume clung to her at night. She wiped her brow with the back of her hand, pulling out her earbuds as well. “Bruce, I had never taken you for the outdoors type. I always assumed you were too afraid to ruin your soft manicured hands,” she teased, having no trouble getting into his personal space, her hand lightly tracing down his arm.

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Though many people may come to the park to relax, Iris is having a bit of a difficult time keeping relaxed at the moment. As she comes down the path at a brisk pace, she's looking very carefully at her surroundings - clearly looking for something. But though there's a concerned edge to her expression, she doesn't look too worried yet.

Seeing two people ahead, when she gets close enough for her voice to carry easily, she calls out, "Excuse me!" Finishing her approach, she says, "Sorry to interrupt, but have you seen a little girl, about six, wandering around in this direction? Almost a spitting image as her sister here, except older?" She's referring to the three-year-old toddler in the stroller she's pushing - a round-faced, wide-eyed little girl with honey brown hair and a hint if freckles on her slightly dirt-smudged cheeks.

Sensing that she's being spoken about, the girl inquires, "Iris, where is Chloe?" She doesn't sound concerned at all, merely curious about where her sister could be hiding. "I don't know, Ashley, that's why I'm asking this nice lady and this nice man," she responds, her voice just this side of artificially bright - she doesn't want to worry the little lady, especially when the child hasn't been absent for long enough to be that concerned.

Though the sheer fact that her niece has been out of her sight for more than a moment or two is inherently worrying, especially in Gotham, even if the odds of something horrible happening are really quite low. Kids just wander away like that all the time, right?

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Bruce was always aware of his surroundings, a trait he developed from the League, and various ninja clans. This level of awareness made it nearly impossible for someone to get the drop on him. So it was no surprise as soon as he noticed a particular jogger turn the corner, he immediately recognized her. A woman of dark hair and beautiful eyes, the local socialite, Selina Kyle. The way her pants hugged her thighs and legs triggered something in Bruce's brain. Not in a sexual tension type way, more like he was familiar with those particular curves, but from where?

No time to deduce, she was slowing down as she made eye contact with him, then stopping to approach his personal space. She took out her ear buds, and began to question his leisure day enjoying nature.

"Well, Selina.. Sometimes even Bruce Wayne has to get out, slow things down, and try to enjoy li-"

Before he could finish his conversation with Selina, they were interrupted by a woman pushing a stroller. Bruce could tell by her tone and the look on her face she was in distress. She appeared to be less than 30 seconds from freaking out. Bruce listened to her talk and ask if he's seen a girl that looked similar to the young one in the stroller. Obviously the woman was on baby sitting duty and had lost her. This could get bad very fast. As long as Bruce was around, no one will be in distress.

"Ok, just remain calm.." he spoke to her

"Do you have a picture I can use for reference?" he asked