023. This morning Jukin rises at night.
It was so early that no one could say with total aplomb, it was am. But whatever. Jukin was standing and had to start his day. Breakfast is valid on departure. Outside, the city was quiet, like a protective cocoon. And this time, the night was heightened this sense, rather than bringing terror and anguish. The impression to start your day in a calm and cool was surely the reason for this change. He sniffed the perfumed air in his window before going out randomly in the streets. It felt good, without all the sweat of the day. Jukin seemed to walk neighborhoods unknown, as the streets were different without light. Or as it was the city negative. In passing, he glanced in a perpendicular street, picked it up, took a few steps in the main street and froze. Thought generated by the vision could not fight their way through the convolutions of his skull. This image seemed absurd in reality. Yet the same as his memory, a deadlock is created when she was thrown into the real world.
He had just seen the bottom of a dark alley, Batman! Totally enthusiastic, he was petrified. He dared not go back to make sure. He went his way but stopped later. He accepted not to flee as well. After being told he would regret all his life, he emptied his head and blew into the lane without thinking.
Batman was always there. He ended a nasty against the wall. Now it is all true, not a guy in disguise. Jukin had gasped. He let out a burp nervous when Batman turned to him. This vision would be stamped on his retinas, for time immemorial. The Caped beckoned him. He secretly thought it was for him settle his account because he had witnessed. Then he remembered that he was not a criminal and therefore he had a priori, nothing to fear. However
his legs refused to budge. Batman comes to him, followed his cape floating majestically: "Sir, have you seen his accomplice who fled? The question was simple, clear. Jukin responded much more sharply that he would have wanted: "No. "The Dark Knight made a gesture of irritation and calmed down immediately:" It will be for the next night. "Jukin dared look really take the time to detail the texture of his suit, the harmony of the cut, the choice of curves at once powerful and prominent.
Batman interrupted his remarks by asking "You like it? This time, the response expressed his enthusiasm: "Sure. It's perfect! An ideal balance of force, threat and distinction. "Batman looked very relaxed, even nonchalant. His daily round was probably over. "Want to try? "Jukin's jaw loosened and remained suspended. Batman placed his heavy gloved hand on his shoulder and added: "You are to me nice. I do not have anything planned for early this morning, and we must nurture relationships with the public from time to time. "Jukin
barely had time to nod, he was engulfed in a bag, strolled on the back of Batman! He never saw the batmobile, to his great regret. However, she carried him to the batcave. The images paraded before his eyes then were stored somewhere in his brain, but would be analyzed and understood until weeks later.
When Batman took off his bag, he had been tabled before the cabinet costumes. It was actually in the sanctuary. The mysterious vigilante took him a little further, before a cabinet inlaid with a brushed steel plate which was engraved "costumes visitors. Batman studied it from feet to head, opened the door chain, slipped his arms inside and came out a copy of his costume, but smaller. "This is exactly the same make as mine, in various sizes for everyone. He handed him stating: "There is no dressing room here, this is not a shop either. So do you change it. "Jukin
complied. He felt the gaze of the hero weigh on him. The sweat beading on his forehead. Shirtless, he took off his pants and took down the suit. Batman stopped him, telling him: "You will not succeed in putting on the panoply than being totally naked. "Jukin risked a glance toward the mask and two black eyes met the requirements of justice to the shadows. He could not help but obey.
Of course, wanting to rush to don the costume, it s'emberlificota and stood naked in view of the hero, even longer. He finally put the mask and felt much better. It was worth it. A flash of light dazzled him a moment. Batman brought him a mirror encircled money for him to contemplate. In all modesty, he looks great. He wondered what was it like his heroes naked, given the magnificence of what was in the costume.
Then the legendary bat man approached him: "It's time I let you. He looked again to undress and get dressed without moving an eyelash. Jukin blushed, and imagined that the cameras had recorded thousands of men and women naked in the batcave. Batman and traveled at the DVD compilations of his fans.
It was then extended, bag over his head, at an unknown location. His hero shook his hand vigorously, "Do not remove the bag a minute after I left. Then stood motionless for a moment: "Goodbye. "Jukin listened away, and the roar of the Batmobile, which subsided quickly. He almost even raise his bag to try to see it.
But he found himself in silence, facing the day began to pick up. It took a few steps, a little stunned. And realized he did not know where he was. He almost turn around, but changed his mind. It was in the middle of a swamp. 2 hours were needed to go home, covered in mud and mosquito bites. Half disgusted, he showered and prepared hot chocolate. He sat down, a little relaxed, stay at his desk, the cup in hot hands. He discovered at that time a Polaroid picture, the representative with the costume, standing next to Batman, who smiled warmly. The white border, his hero had written to permanent marker: "I will never forget you. "
He had just seen the bottom of a dark alley, Batman! Totally enthusiastic, he was petrified. He dared not go back to make sure. He went his way but stopped later. He accepted not to flee as well. After being told he would regret all his life, he emptied his head and blew into the lane without thinking.
Batman was always there. He ended a nasty against the wall. Now it is all true, not a guy in disguise. Jukin had gasped. He let out a burp nervous when Batman turned to him. This vision would be stamped on his retinas, for time immemorial. The Caped beckoned him. He secretly thought it was for him settle his account because he had witnessed. Then he remembered that he was not a criminal and therefore he had a priori, nothing to fear. However
his legs refused to budge. Batman comes to him, followed his cape floating majestically: "Sir, have you seen his accomplice who fled? The question was simple, clear. Jukin responded much more sharply that he would have wanted: "No. "The Dark Knight made a gesture of irritation and calmed down immediately:" It will be for the next night. "Jukin dared look really take the time to detail the texture of his suit, the harmony of the cut, the choice of curves at once powerful and prominent.
Batman interrupted his remarks by asking "You like it? This time, the response expressed his enthusiasm: "Sure. It's perfect! An ideal balance of force, threat and distinction. "Batman looked very relaxed, even nonchalant. His daily round was probably over. "Want to try? "Jukin's jaw loosened and remained suspended. Batman placed his heavy gloved hand on his shoulder and added: "You are to me nice. I do not have anything planned for early this morning, and we must nurture relationships with the public from time to time. "Jukin
barely had time to nod, he was engulfed in a bag, strolled on the back of Batman! He never saw the batmobile, to his great regret. However, she carried him to the batcave. The images paraded before his eyes then were stored somewhere in his brain, but would be analyzed and understood until weeks later.
When Batman took off his bag, he had been tabled before the cabinet costumes. It was actually in the sanctuary. The mysterious vigilante took him a little further, before a cabinet inlaid with a brushed steel plate which was engraved "costumes visitors. Batman studied it from feet to head, opened the door chain, slipped his arms inside and came out a copy of his costume, but smaller. "This is exactly the same make as mine, in various sizes for everyone. He handed him stating: "There is no dressing room here, this is not a shop either. So do you change it. "Jukin
complied. He felt the gaze of the hero weigh on him. The sweat beading on his forehead. Shirtless, he took off his pants and took down the suit. Batman stopped him, telling him: "You will not succeed in putting on the panoply than being totally naked. "Jukin risked a glance toward the mask and two black eyes met the requirements of justice to the shadows. He could not help but obey.
Of course, wanting to rush to don the costume, it s'emberlificota and stood naked in view of the hero, even longer. He finally put the mask and felt much better. It was worth it. A flash of light dazzled him a moment. Batman brought him a mirror encircled money for him to contemplate. In all modesty, he looks great. He wondered what was it like his heroes naked, given the magnificence of what was in the costume.
Then the legendary bat man approached him: "It's time I let you. He looked again to undress and get dressed without moving an eyelash. Jukin blushed, and imagined that the cameras had recorded thousands of men and women naked in the batcave. Batman and traveled at the DVD compilations of his fans.
It was then extended, bag over his head, at an unknown location. His hero shook his hand vigorously, "Do not remove the bag a minute after I left. Then stood motionless for a moment: "Goodbye. "Jukin listened away, and the roar of the Batmobile, which subsided quickly. He almost even raise his bag to try to see it.
But he found himself in silence, facing the day began to pick up. It took a few steps, a little stunned. And realized he did not know where he was. He almost turn around, but changed his mind. It was in the middle of a swamp. 2 hours were needed to go home, covered in mud and mosquito bites. Half disgusted, he showered and prepared hot chocolate. He sat down, a little relaxed, stay at his desk, the cup in hot hands. He discovered at that time a Polaroid picture, the representative with the costume, standing next to Batman, who smiled warmly. The white border, his hero had written to permanent marker: "I will never forget you. "
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