Ninteenth Unused Utility Belt | Video, backdated to after the breach ends (cw: fire damage)

[hellofist]

[The feed comes on to show Cass... well, she kind of looks like crap. But more than that, behind her her room, her real room on the Barge, seems to be confused about what it wants to be. In some places it's a replication of what Merlin's room looks like - there's his bed in one corner, a large wooden table with a red rose in a pot, for example.

Other parts are what the inside of a burned down building would look like. There's smoke damage, blackened walls, the remains of a dresser. The big computer is halfway melted and warped, the screen cracked and beyond repair. Looks like the Barge couldn't recreate what home is for Cass because she doesn't even know herself anymore.]

I'm back.

[There's not... that much to say after that, really. She's back, yay, no she doesn't want to talk about it.]

It was... about a week? I think. Learned... lots of things. About me, about... what I'm for. Why I... was made. It's funny, how you can... be so sure, who you are, but be... completely wrong.

Anyway. Back.


[Private to Merlin]
Are you... working? Or in room?


[Private to Dean, Chris, and Cassel, sent separately]
Have... to give you something. Can I come over?


[Private to Stephanie]
I understand, now. Why... I'm not Batgirl. Why you are. I didn't really, before. But... I'm glad you are.


[Private to Kon]
[After far too long passes with no answer to Steph, Kon gets a slightly panicked message from Cass.]

Where is Stephanie?


[Private to Dick Grayson and Tim Drake]
I know... that you won't see this. You can't. I just miss you. I shouldn't, but I wish... you were here.

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[velocette]

Why?

[He asks it immediately, just burning with curiosity. But it occurs to him he's never really spoken to her before, and it's one of those questions she might not answer, not with him anyway.]

I never heard of anyone going back to how they were, not right to the letter. I mean you can recover some good bits, but-- you know, even if you can't be the person before, you don't have to be the person you are now for the rest of your life.

private

[hellofist]

Before was easier.

[Not the most enlightening answer, but it's painfully true. Everything else will be difficult, it seems impossible. At least before, she had some illusion of what she wanted to do, to be. Now she feels like nothing.]

There's no going back, now.

private

[velocette]

Yeah...I know.

But if you're here part of you believes in second chances. Redemption. Right?

private

[hellofist]

Absolutely. That will never change.

private

[velocette]

You deserve a second chance, just as much as the inmates. Otherwise we're all a bunch of hypocrites.

private

[hellofist]

It's more a question... of what to do, with second chance.