We passed it already, [ he says, voice not really echoing the way one might think it would, on the steel catwalk bridging them to the main cave. ] It was on the other side of the kitchen.
[ The only enclosed room upstairs is a small bathroom cubicle that Bruce can barely fit into - 1960s-inspired minimalism did not have 6'4" brick house ninjas in mind, but at least the hilarious disparity allowed a perfect excuse to hire contractors to build out the innocent, residential lower levels. (Which they bypass, past a door that looks like a wall. No need to wake up Alfred.)
Beepboop. Bruce touches a panel to get a few systems running. It's quiet down here except for the ambient hum of water, and now, the quiet buzz of electronics. Doom and gloom, but Bruce did warn him. If you'd rather not.
But here they are. ]
I can control my heartbeat.
[ —is kind of nuts to announce, but it's going somewhere. Bruce flips on a computer screen, pulls up what appears to be an internal CCTV system. ]
What you said, about us losing to Steppenwolf. I noticed something about my pulse that wasn't right for a few moments. It was familiar, like the sensation itself triggered deja-vu, but I couldn't place it. On the other hand, I had plenty of reason to chalk it up to unacknowledged physiological panic. It was a tense evening.
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[ The only enclosed room upstairs is a small bathroom cubicle that Bruce can barely fit into - 1960s-inspired minimalism did not have 6'4" brick house ninjas in mind, but at least the hilarious disparity allowed a perfect excuse to hire contractors to build out the innocent, residential lower levels. (Which they bypass, past a door that looks like a wall. No need to wake up Alfred.)
Beepboop. Bruce touches a panel to get a few systems running. It's quiet down here except for the ambient hum of water, and now, the quiet buzz of electronics. Doom and gloom, but Bruce did warn him. If you'd rather not.
But here they are. ]
I can control my heartbeat.
[ —is kind of nuts to announce, but it's going somewhere. Bruce flips on a computer screen, pulls up what appears to be an internal CCTV system. ]
What you said, about us losing to Steppenwolf. I noticed something about my pulse that wasn't right for a few moments. It was familiar, like the sensation itself triggered deja-vu, but I couldn't place it. On the other hand, I had plenty of reason to chalk it up to unacknowledged physiological panic. It was a tense evening.