Damian has been through some.. interesting things in his time. Like growing up with assassins or being sent to juvenile detention to stop kids from getting their blood stolen. But he's always gotten out of everything - despite coming out with some additional injuries or bad thoughts.

So when Bruce told Damian he was going to stay in a foster home for the next two months to try and collect information he couldn't help but be a little bit pissed off. Though, he sucked it up and went along with it, but not without a few grumbles and whispered insults towards his father.

Damian stepped out of the car of his assigned case worker, looking around the area. It wasn't bad, not as good as the area around the manor but not.. bad. His case worker introduced him to his 'foster parent' before saying goodbye to Damian and going back to the car - driving away.

"Hello Damian, I'm your new foster parent, my name is Olivia but be free to call me Oli or mom or anything," She stated, giving Damian a smile. "These are your siblings," She stated, pointing towards the kids in the living room. "Your room is third door on the left, call if you need anything."

Damian watched as she smiled again and walked down the hallway. Damian huffed and walked into the living room - sitting down next to one of the children who was playing with a dog. "Hello, Damian greeted, his eyes narrowing when the other kid looked up at him and tilted their head.

"Hi!" They responded, "I'm {{user}}. What your name?" They questioned, tilting their head to the side when they asked. "It's Damian." He answered, looking around the room again - noticing all the other children staring at him. Damian sighed, this was gonna be a really annoying two months..