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Selina Kyle ([personal profile] meowminx) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-05-06 08:06 pm

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WHO: Selina and Bruce
WHERE: Selina's apartment
WHEN: Friday evening before everyone gets kiddified
SUMMARY: Selina finds a copy of a certain movie with a certain ex of hers and decides to give it a watch. Bruce stops by while she's watching.
WARNINGS: Possible angst and definite spoilers for Casino Royale
FORMAT: Whatever

It had taken some searching of old conversations. Maybe it had only been weeks here, but for her it had been more like a year. But she'd finally found that movie that Kurt had recommended she watch. The Princess Bride. A comedy.

Maybe not the best choice after the whole mess with the Ren Faire. But yet another friend had been Ported out. Lassiter had been her for almost as long as she could remember. He'd helped her get Ramus properly licensed, which had made things a lot easier despite her utter disregard for the system. She'd liked him, for all he was a cop.

So yeah, a comedy seemed the right choice right now, rare as it was for her to actually sit down and watch a movie.

She'd gone down to a small video store not too far from her place. One she'd never actually been in, and it looked like they were going out of business. She was searching for the comedy section when a familiar-looking face caught her attention from the cover of a case on the endcap.

It was James.

She snapped up the disc case. Yes, it was definitely him. Hard not to recognize a guy you'd slept with for a few months. Plus it said "Ian Fleming's James Bond" right there up at the top. 007. She flipped it over and caught a glimpse of a woman she was pretty sure was Vesper. Herd to tell with the small picture. But sure enough, the little blurb on the back mentioned her by name.

She figured he'd probably been Ported out when she'd lost touch with him after the whole faking his death stunt. But still, holding the movie in her hand cut a little deeper than she would have expected.

The Princess Bride was forgotten. Twenty minutes later, she was back in her apartment, watching black and white grainy images of an all-too-familiar face. And several she didn't know. The menu music faded out and started over. It sounded appropriate to her somehow, not that she'd ever really thought about anyone she knew having theme music.

James' life, which he'd tried so hard to avoid discussing. Splashed up on her big-screen TV for less than $10 with the closeout sale.

She only hesitated a moment longer before hitting play.
crusades: (fire escape)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-08 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It was late and that meant he came through the usual entrance. The low grinding noise of the apartment window sliding in its frame, followed by the tiny snow-bed crunch of his feet touching down on the carpet. Without pause or remark he disappeared into the bedroom to dress his wounds (a burn on his shoulder and a few small lacerations elswhere. All in all, a cautious night) and to forage for a change of clothes.

Eventually he came and stood quietly against the door frame, one hand pushing unkempt cowl-hear from his face. He'd already noticed what she was watching when he came in.
crusades: (bruce| walking wounded)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-09 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He studied the action onscreen in that Holmesian, glancing manner that would make one doubt he had so much as considered it until he came out with a revelatory observation at a later parlor scene.

The silver screen Bond was decisive and relentless; brooding, a silent predator. What did she ever see in him? "Doesn't strike me as a popcorn movie," Bruce remarked. It might have been were an ex-boyfriend not featured so prominently.
crusades: (bruce | wayne bruce wayne)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-09 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce had been to a lot of dimensions and seen a lot of weirdness in his time. The curiosity was never sated, of course.

"I thought that I might be intruding." He gave enough pause to dissuade the idea that he did anything simply because she told him so - honest - before gliding over to sit beside her.
crusades: (bruce | ginger ale)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-10 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think he saw it that way," Bruce replied doubtfully, draping an arm over the back of the sofa. He'd met the man only briefly, but the encounter was only lacking a decent right hook for him to have been a textbook 'friend' of Selina's.

As the movie progresses he finds his attention divided between Selina's reactions to it and the plot, failing not to measure it by how he would have done things differently.

"We're still working on a more tasteful name. Nothing's taken with her so far," he said with a wry cant of the mouth.
crusades: (bruce | taking care of business)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-10 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce weathered it without comment, at least until he had to endure Bond's poison-wracked thrashing with a defibrillator. "Tch!" he audibly scolded when the ambient music swelled violently and a wiring problem of all things is revealed. As a man who had immunized himself against most venoms and poisons and carried pre-tested insurance for the rest, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at the superspy's lack of preparation.

As odd as Batman watching the Princess Bride might seem, Bruce would have been more agreeable to Wesley and Vizzini's battle of wits over iocane powder. It was entirely possible that had her ex-boyfriend been the Dread Pirate Roberts, he and the Caped Crusader might have got along rather well. Obviously it was a Zorro thing...
crusades: (bruce | what's that smell?)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-11 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
When the gasp escaped, he briefly squeezed her hand. It passed quickly enough and they were suddenly plunged into a dank, unforgiven dungeon with Bond disrobed and strapped to a chair. Bruce hadn't been tortured as often as maneuvered into preposterously elaborate deathtraps, but there had been some visceral moments over the years. What he was seeing onscreen, however, was something he had thus far been mercifully spared from.

He doesn't quite wince empathetically with Bond. Not quite, but close.
crusades: (bruce | eh?)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-11 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
One would assume she was thinking of the scene where Bond emerges from the sea in his Namor the Sub-Mariner speedos? Happy-ever-after soon turned sour and of course the accountant was the traitor. For all its deeply aspirational exotic locales, lavish hotels and must-have product placement, it seemed ironic that money was the universal evil in Bond's world.

But Bruce refrained from commenting glibly, because being betrayed by women that he had allowed to get too close was familiar to Bruce. Instead, he snugly held against himself the woman in whom he had always had faith, if not always trust.
crusades: (bruce | pondering)

[personal profile] crusades 2011-05-13 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce felt dissatisfied with Vesper's unfortunate end, too. He had never gotten a chance to meet her nor had he ever felt the desire to either, but he had just sat through the second half of what was starting to feel like a very long movie. One can only hope Selina hadn't found Quantum of Solace too...

With the movie over he shifted to alleviate some of the stiffness in his limbs and asked, "Satisfied?"