[He starts to disassemble pieces of the pod, whatever he could recognize at least. For a moment, he considers breaking the glass just to have a weapon, some kind of sharp object.
He'd probably have better luck with the coils hanging out of the sides. The door wouldn't make for bad armor either.]
I'm Bruce Wayne, by the way.
[He says while he unscrews the bolts holding the glass onto the hatch. There's something oddly liberating about throwing around Bruce Wayne, without the billionaire aspect attached to it.
But it just means he's got another face to hide his night job.]
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[He starts to disassemble pieces of the pod, whatever he could recognize at least. For a moment, he considers breaking the glass just to have a weapon, some kind of sharp object.
He'd probably have better luck with the coils hanging out of the sides. The door wouldn't make for bad armor either.]
I'm Bruce Wayne, by the way.
[He says while he unscrews the bolts holding the glass onto the hatch. There's something oddly liberating about throwing around Bruce Wayne, without the billionaire aspect attached to it.
But it just means he's got another face to hide his night job.]