[ Bruce is too old for this shit. This particular shit being the spicy red salt that he had initially mistaken for actual salt, just with a strange hue. He had, in fact, shaken a bunch on his potatoes in order to improve the flavor. That turned out to be a mistake.
Not that he's never made those. It's just. He's been here for over a month. Some devil salt isn't going to keep him down for long. This is partially the reason he's seated in the shade of a large tree, trying not to gulp down a glass of water, a stack of felled saplings awaiting their eventual fate as bows. And maybe arrows.
Because if that archer guy can make his own weapons, so can a Wayne. ]
bruce wayne | dceu
[ Bruce is too old for this shit. This particular shit being the spicy red salt that he had initially mistaken for actual salt, just with a strange hue. He had, in fact, shaken a bunch on his potatoes in order to improve the flavor. That turned out to be a mistake.
Not that he's never made those. It's just. He's been here for over a month. Some devil salt isn't going to keep him down for long. This is partially the reason he's seated in the shade of a large tree, trying not to gulp down a glass of water, a stack of felled saplings awaiting their eventual fate as bows. And maybe arrows.
Because if that archer guy can make his own weapons, so can a Wayne. ]
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Anyone interested in an expedition north?
Wildcard:
[ hit me. ]