The First Day - Origin [Action]

[cowledcrusader]

 [It's been a week now since Bruce landed in Luceti.  Being the detective he is renowned for back home, he was quick to study Luceti, the guide, and other aspects about the place as quickly as he could.  Being caught unprepared might be lethal.  So when he was confident he had absorbed enough through the guide, simple experimentation, and the like, he decided to strike it out and learn more about the people here.  He already discovered the existence of something called a "Justice League" here, but there was only one name that rung a bell.  Superman.  He didn't know who the Man of Steel was, save that he was a metahuman from Metropolis.  Relatively speaking, he was a new guy.   For now, though, he was going to avoid contact with him if at all possible.  If he was from his world, he might recognize him as Bruce Wayne, something he didn't want to risk.

Especially considering his Batman gear hadn't shown up yet.  Bruce was doing his best to gather supplies under the radar in case they didn't show up, but given Luceti's low-tech level, getting most of the gear he was acclimated to would be difficult without help.  But that wasn't about to stop him.

But either way.  Bruce will be wondering around Luceti for most of today, loitering at the library to read some, stopping by Good Spirits for a cup of coffee, browsing the stores, and making a stop at the Smithy.   He's a man on a mission.  Meet people, learn more about this place if at all possible.  And to play up his act a bit more, if you're a beautiful woman, expect him to be extra polite.  And don't be offended if he doesn't introduce himself as Bruce Wayne... a man has to be extra cautious in the unknown.]

(OOC: Replies will come from nocapesorcowls .  Members of the League who can identify him as Bruce Wayne may do well to keep their distance for now as a matter of preference, or expect to be lied to.  A lot.)

Comments

[nocapesorcowls.livejournal.com]

A singing android. Who would've guessed? Is she any good?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Well, of course! And you know, not even a week ago I met a guy who had to be more than two-thirds machine. It was pretty cool.

So I'm guess you're a new feather, huh?

[nocapesorcowls.livejournal.com]

Yeah, just got in last week. Name's Gaff. Gaff Morgan.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Winry Rockbell, a pleasure to meet you sir.

[nocapesorcowls.livejournal.com]

[And he'll shake her hand firmly.]

Pleasure's all mine, Miss Rockbell.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

If you ever need anything don't hesitate to ask, okay?

[nocapesorcowls.livejournal.com]

I certainly will. I know there's no money here, but would there be something I could do for you in return?

[Ah, there's a foil. He picks it up by the handle and looks it over for a moment.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

There's nothing I need or require. I'm simply happy to have work.

[nocapesorcowls.livejournal.com]

Good to know.

[And he gives the foil an experimental flip as he steps forward into a stance. Good weight and feel so far. He looks like he knows what he's doing.]