Cat Scratch Fever

Bruce leaded Rogue and Chloe to the room, "We are just going to spar, alright?" He received a quickly nod from Rogue.

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Rogue looked at Chloe, "Um, wanna sit in the spectator's spot so... encase Bruce brings out a smoke bomb you can actually see?"

Chloe nodded and then headed up to the spectator's spot, her eyes on the two figures below.
[Ooc lame post I know]

Bruce cracked his neck, pressing a button on his shirt. His suit grew on top of his others clothes. He cracked his knuckles, the sound going through his gloves. He pulled his mask on, crackling his neck. He was ready.

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Rogue took off her jacket, stretching out her muscles. A few popping from her joints and she was ready, "Melee only? No powers, no gadgets." She added in quickly.

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Bruce nodded, giving a look to the spectator's box. He mused about what she would think about him.

Chloe watched nervously from her spot way up in the rafters, she snorted at that thought bats and rafters. She hoped he would be all right of course she would heal him if absolutely needed but she hoped she wouldn't have too.
[Ooc random post lol]

Rogue purred lightly, performing a cart wheel, throwing herself into a bicycle kick. Bruce caught it with practice easy, holding her there before swinging her around behind him. He threw Rogue a few feet away from himself, distancing them once more. Rogue quickly ran at him, pushing herself off from his shoulders. Her motive was to get behind him. Which worked for the moment. Rogue kicked high and Bruce dropped lowly, spiral kicking her feet from under her. Rogue just merely flipped back, landing in a crouch. She was using the abilities she had gained from Catwoman, but he knew how to counter them. She frowned visibly, a few plans going through her head.

She frowned and watched from where she was at, it looked Bruce already knew what Rogue was going to do before she even made a move.

Rogue huffed lightly, folding her arms, "That's not fair, Grumpy-pants. You already know my tricks." Bruce crackled his knuckles, opening his mouth, "That's your problem. Try not relying on Selina's abilities. Move on to your own." His Batman persona made the pain disappear. He could talk freely about Selina without the tinge of guilt he felt for her. Rogue took that as an oppertunity. Rogue threw herself forward into a run-off, but instead of flying into the air she flung her body to the floor, knocking Batman off his feet. Bruce went forward rolling forward into a standing position. Rogue and Bruce started getting into a serious hand-to-hand combat situation, less of a acrobatics.

She bit her lip and watched them spar, this time it was different and she couldn't help but be awed by how well trained both of them were.

Rogue moved her foot, knocking the back of his knee under causing Bruce to stumble giving Rogue an opportunity to punch him in the face. which she did. Bruce stumbled backwards, moving down on one knee. Their spar time out move, "Jesus, Anna did that punch needed to have powered strength behind it?" Some blood seeped through his hand that was covering his mouth. Even Clark knew better to hold himself back in a one on one with a normal human.

Rogue quickly walked over to Bruce, looking at him a worried voice causing an even deep accent to arise from her throat, "O
m' God. Bruce I didn't 'o God I'-." Rogue was caught off guard, Bruce had kicked his leg causing her to fall. He putting his non-bloodied hand on her stomach, "I win." he muttered through his bleeding hand.

Chloe's eyes widened when she saw the blood spread through his hand and without hesitating raced out of the spectator's box, "Bruce!" She called in worry and raced forward, her stomach twisted when she saw the blood, she leaned over and touched his hand and a warm golden glow spread from her hand all the way through him until she had healed him. She grimaced as the effects of what he had just undergone transferred to her and she cursed as some blood worked its way out.

[[ OOC: Sorry, but I'm being lazy. so sorry. ;_; ]]

Bruce saw Chloe move, becoming a worried person he knew she'd be. He felt a kind of warm sensation from the though, not from her healing but she being worried for him. Bruce felt his face crack as the bleeding stopped, he wiped his hand on his cape, looking down and Chloe. Whom was shorter then him. Her mouth became his wound, but not as bad. He saw the blood leaving hier mouth. He took off his mask, using his thumb to move the blood off her face, "You know you didn't have to do that, right?" Bruce said in a worrying yet thankful tone.

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Rogue groaned sitting up, when Bruce's hand moved she stood up. Watching the two. She almost felt like playing match maker, the two just seemed so... adorable together. Plus it would get Bruce out of his loner, brooding shell a lot more.

She tilted her head to look up at him and smiled, "I wouldn't have done that if I hadn't wanted too." She said quietly, she almost forgot that they had an audience. He was handsome and she was relieved that he had taken off his mask, she had such a hard time trying to figure out what he was thinking whenever he wore it.

Bruce stood up, offering Chloe a hand to get her from her crouching position.

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Rogue bit her lip, looking at the two. It was almost sickening how much the two didn't realize the other's advance, "Well, lovebirds I needa get going." She looked at her device, "I needa talk to someone. I'll see you later, Grumpypants. And you too, Chloe. Would'a been nice to see you in action though." Rogue said quickly leaving the Danger Room.

Chloe watched her go and blushed a bright red, she coughed awkwardly and then looked up at Bruce again. "She seems nice." She said after a a beat, the silence was becoming awkward and she wished that he would say something.

Bruce felt awkward after rogue's statement and leaving. He was sure his face looked as hot as it felt, "She is. But she's gratefully blunt and to the point." Bruce looked at Chloe, feeling the awkwardness of the room suffocating all chances of a normal conversation, "So..." he said lightly, trying to clear the room of it's awkwardness.

She glanced up at him and smiled, "So what? Oh um is your mouth ok?" She asked as she tried to find something to ask him.

"What-- Oh, yes. It feels fine." Bruce was momentarily confused, a feat for anyone, "How about you? Are you feeling better?" He looked down a littler worried if she was okay. He pressed a button on his glove causing his Batman suit to recede off of him leaving his attire from earlier. His white dress shirt and black pants that he was infamous for wearing.

She smiled when he changed outfits and couldn't help but notice how good he looked in that outfit, "Oh yeah I'm fine." She said and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Darn it why can't he get a clue? She wondered, and almost laughed, so much for being the greatest detective she thought wrly.

"That's good." Bruce wasn't stupid. He could honestly see her attraction to him. But he wasn't honestly sure if it had been purely in vanity's sake. He knew he was very good looking, main a talk show host had said that, but he felt like he'd need more of an emotional base before even taking a risk. His eyes looked at Chloe's. She wore her feelings on her sleeves. Bruce would wait a minute to catch her off guard, then he'd make his move.

Chloe glanced up at Bruce, he was staring at her with an unreadable look on his face. "What? Do I have something on my face?" She asked really hoping that wasn't the case.

"You're so odd." He said, shaking his head. Hoping it didn't come out insulting. Oh well, now was pretty much to quickest way to know or not. Bruce looked up, knowing she was feeling awkward under his gaze, he'd attempt at another time, but not he felt like it would be too awkward.

She sighed before she turned to go, "Comes with the territory." She snapped and brushed past him, urgh she needed to find someone else to moon over because this was clearly a lost cause she thought.

"Oh to hell with it." Bruce groaned out, he lightly pulled Chloe towards himself, knowing she'd go with it. He kissed his lightly. wondering if she'd return the favor.

She smiled into the kiss, I never thought he'd actually take the initiative she thought as she deepened the kiss and ran her hands through his hair. He was a very good kisser, much better then Oliver she thought as she pressed herself against him.

Bruce was almost relieved, he almost had a glimmer of doubt behind the entire thing. He pulled himself off of her, knowing she'd be a little upset by it but he wanted to say something, "Happy birthday, Chloe."