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hellofistUm. 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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22/2/13 06:52 (UTC)[The next one she breaks open first, then hands the paper and half the cookie over to Wade.]
What's it say?
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22/2/13 18:08 (UTC)"Keefer goashs a'ay f'm roashs".
Re: spam!
28/2/13 02:06 (UTC)Roaches?
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28/2/13 03:05 (UTC)Trolls. Keep your goals away from trolls.
...although you make a valid point, it would probably be wise to keep 'em away from roaches too. It just doesn't rhyme as nice.
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5/3/13 20:03 (UTC)[She's not the only one right?]
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6/3/13 12:10 (UTC)[Spirit fingers go here.]
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9/3/13 18:59 (UTC)Oh. I guess... that makes sense.
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12/3/13 12:03 (UTC)[Brightly; don't doubt his wisdom, Cass. He Knows Things.]