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[hellofist]

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.]

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[hellofist]

[She looks up at him as she goes in, expression somewhere between confusion and wondering if he actually hit his head at some point.]

You're Superman.

[What business would she have in Superman's ice house?]

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[hetrustsme]

Really? Hadn't noticed. [He's allowed to use sarcasm sometimes.]

I had been told my Superman was... well, way less cold than I usually am. I thought he'd like you as well, and let you visit it. Guess the fortress was off-limit to most people in that world too.

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[hellofist]

[Well that's new, a sarcastic Superman. Cass grins when she reads it in him.]

Did talk much, with him. Like you better.

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[hetrustsme]

[He doesn't blush, but it's easy to tell by her body language he's faltered.] You are the first one to say that then.

Come in then.

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[hellofist]

[She just smiles again as she goes in, but quickly gets distracted by... well, it's an ice fortress, it's bound to be distracting.]

... Neat room.

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[hetrustsme]

Isn't it? I'm so lucky to have it. You're free to explore around at will, but please don't touch anything that seems dangerous?

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[hellofist]

Mine's a tunnel.

[Because that's a completely normal thing. Except wait. Okay maybe she's a little sheepish now.]

Well. Staying with Merlin now, so... not tunnel. His room is nice.

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[hetrustsme]

[He reaches to fly a little up to check on the sensors and turn them off, just in case they react to Cass. Most of the fortress doesn't exist in the holographic form but he's still pretty serious about security.]

Merlin. That's your... boyfriend? Friend who's a boy? Roomie?

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[hellofist]

He was. Then he... went home, came back. Didn't remember me. Can't really date someone... that doesn't know you.

[There's a bit of a smile when she says that.]

Remembers me now. Things are just... complicated.

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[hetrustsme]

He... what?

[He hovers down in front of her, looking confused] What do you mean, he didn't remember?

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[hellofist]

That happens, sometimes. People will leave, but... not remember things, when they're back. People they met here, things that... happened, on the Barge.

Sometimes, come back fine.

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[hetrustsme]

How's that fair? I thought we were here to help each others out, not to have our brain played with.

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[hellofist]

[With a frown, Cass shakes her head.]

I'm sorry. Don't have answer, for that. It's just... how it is, here.

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[hetrustsme]

[He raises a hand as he runs the other through his hair.]

Yes, sorry. This kind of thing... I just never know how to react to it.