“There we go.” He placed it on the table, then began to clean and disinfect the wound. “This will sting a bit.” Spraying it, it started to
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“There we go.” He placed it on the table, then began to clean and disinfect the wound. “This will sting a bit.” Spraying it, it started to
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Tim rolled over the cold steel operating table. “I’m no Alfred but I promise, I can stitch pretty okay.”
He reached over to the rack and grabbed a few things. Thread, needle, spray. “Ready?”
Tim rolled over the cold steel operating table. “I’m no Alfred but I promise, I can stitch pretty okay.”
He reached over to the rack and grabbed a few things. Thread, needle, spray. “Ready?”
Tim placed his hand on Bruce’s shoulder. “Lets get you fixed up, Bruce. What was it this time?”
Tim placed his hand on Bruce’s shoulder. “Lets get you fixed up, Bruce. What was it this time?”
He huffed. “What brings you to Gotham?”
He huffed. “What brings you to Gotham?”
“Kon!” He stood up and dusted himself off. “Dude, I didn’t even know you were there. What the Hell?”
“Kon!” He stood up and dusted himself off. “Dude, I didn’t even know you were there. What the Hell?”
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The Signal, Duke Thomas
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The Signal, Duke Thomas