Ra's sat down at his bedside trailing his eyes over Bruce's face. With only a few wrinkles and some gray still in his hair, Bruce looked to be anywhere from late 30's to mid 40's.

"Exquisite. "I can see why she had such admiration for you." Ra's whispered. He's seen Bruce drugged...no...unconcious before. Now maybe he would get to take advantage of it. Again.

"Still oh so perfect."

Ra's trailed his long-fingered hands over Bruce's still body. He ran palms over muscular pecs, a six-pack and under Bruce's belly button. Raising a sculpted eyebrow, Ra's noticed the slight bulge in Bruce's white shorts.

He gave a knowing smirk. "I see that hasn't changed either, Detective." Ra's slid his hands down to the beginning of the shorts and slipped his fingers under the elastic band and trailing further. The scenerio was all too familiar.

Bruce began to stir, and Ra's quickly removed his hand.

"Good morning Bruce. You're looking well, beloved." he said in a feminine voice.

The voice of his own daughter,Talia.