Um. I'm awake, now.
[Have a wave and half a smile, Barge.]
Didn't mean... to worry anyone. Sorry. I'm okay, though. I know... things have changed. Birthday passed. Was going to be... first one. Never knew it, growing up. Guess weapons... weren't allowed them. Merlin said, can have party. Don't know how, though. Could use tips.
Want to see everyone. Can meet somewhere, or you... come to Merlin's room. Staying here now, moved stuff already. It's... safer, this way. For my heart.
[That doesn't make a lot of sense out of context though, does it? She sighs and her smile fades, dissolves into a look that's somewhere between uncomfortable and just sad.]
There's a man here, David Cain. My father.
[She's truthful almost all of the time anyway, but this is when it becomes clear she's affected by this flood.]
Don't kill him. He's not... worth your time. Deserves a chance. Bad father, bad man, deserves to die, maybe should die, but... deserves his chance, too. Just leave him alone. Don't want people... getting hurt. Love you all too much.
That's... guess that's all.
Private to Bruce Wayne
Don't anymore, okay? Once is enough.
I love you.
Private to David Cain
Promise still stands. You kill anyone, I kill you.
... Hope this place... works, for you.
Spam for Dean and Barbara, separately
[Some people deserve to see her in person without waiting so she goes to them first, knocks and knocks and knocks on their doors until they open up, let her in. Once they do, they'll have an armful of Cass because there's no stopping her once she sees those faces again.]
[Have a wave and half a smile, Barge.]
Didn't mean... to worry anyone. Sorry. I'm okay, though. I know... things have changed. Birthday passed. Was going to be... first one. Never knew it, growing up. Guess weapons... weren't allowed them. Merlin said, can have party. Don't know how, though. Could use tips.
Want to see everyone. Can meet somewhere, or you... come to Merlin's room. Staying here now, moved stuff already. It's... safer, this way. For my heart.
[That doesn't make a lot of sense out of context though, does it? She sighs and her smile fades, dissolves into a look that's somewhere between uncomfortable and just sad.]
There's a man here, David Cain. My father.
[She's truthful almost all of the time anyway, but this is when it becomes clear she's affected by this flood.]
Don't kill him. He's not... worth your time. Deserves a chance. Bad father, bad man, deserves to die, maybe should die, but... deserves his chance, too. Just leave him alone. Don't want people... getting hurt. Love you all too much.
That's... guess that's all.
Private to Bruce Wayne
Don't anymore, okay? Once is enough.
I love you.
Private to David Cain
Promise still stands. You kill anyone, I kill you.
... Hope this place... works, for you.
Spam for Dean and Barbara, separately
[Some people deserve to see her in person without waiting so she goes to them first, knocks and knocks and knocks on their doors until they open up, let her in. Once they do, they'll have an armful of Cass because there's no stopping her once she sees those faces again.]
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1/2/13 22:57 (UTC)I - really? I don't... I mean, I'd love to be. But I'm also afraid. [A wry, sad little smile.] I've never really had one for very long.
The last thing I ever want to do is screw something like that up. To hurt you.
Spam
1/2/13 23:31 (UTC)Spam
2/2/13 17:53 (UTC)Cass, I -
[She's hugging you again, Cass.]
We...I don't know if we can make it official here, but I - could always ask the Admiral for the papers. Or I could write up my own, I remember what they look like.
Spam
3/2/13 02:21 (UTC)I want that. Want it... official. If we can find way.
Spam
3/2/13 23:53 (UTC)Finding a way is what we do. Or it's supposed to be. [...She wasn't supposed to say that last bit.]
Spam
4/2/13 07:08 (UTC)Supposed to?
Spam
4/2/13 10:30 (UTC)It doesn't always work out that way.
Spam
7/2/13 07:48 (UTC)No. But, can move forward. Better to... keep moving. Can't give up, dwell. You taught that.
Spam
10/2/13 10:51 (UTC)[A strained smile.]
I've been dwelling too much, lately. Thinking about - what I should have done.
[Her gaze drops.]
I know what happened to Stephanie.
Spam
11/2/13 05:35 (UTC)[She'd been smiling back until the Steph part. Now, she frowns and looks down at her hands in Barbara's.]
She told you everything?
Spam
11/2/13 20:03 (UTC)And she told me who.
[A harsh, brittle laugh.]
Roman Sionis is only alive because I hesitated a second too long.