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.

Comments

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[patheticvillain]

[He looks thoughtful.]

I never had one before.

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[hellofist]

[She hadn't had siblings either, until she'd gone home and learned the truth. At least having Cassel as one felt good.]

First time for everything.

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah.

[He hugs her again, briefly and tightly.]

It's weird, having family here. It's better.

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[hellofist]

[She wants to keep him close, but she'll let him go when he wants to go.]

Always here for you, Cassel. No matter what.

[Being dead, everything that happened, it's changed a lot. There's blankness in her in places that used to be happy, the parts that smiled don't seem to remember how anymore, the humor that was never very refined is subdued, but one thing hasn't changed. One thing, she thinks, will never go away.]

I love you, you know.

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[patheticvillain]

[He, in turn, wants to make her smile. He wants to make her happy. But he's not very good at it.]

[He bows his head and pulls away.]

I know.

I don't - know if I love you. But I think so.

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[hellofist]

[It's enough that he even wants to try, and to Cass that looks like that love.]

If you ever... want to know? Could read you, tell you. But, pretty sure... you'll figure it out.

[She touches his cheek, very gentle.]

Very smart, Cassel.

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[patheticvillain]

[He nods.]

I'll figure it out. [He's figuring so much out, lately.]

And I'll try to be smarter.

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[hellofist]

You will.

[And he may even be surprised by how long he's been doing it without realizing it.]

I'm... glad you were here. For Chris.

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[patheticvillain]

[Whatever tension was left in him slips away at this. He's glad, too. Pleased that she's glad. Most of all, that he was able to help even a little bit. He grins.]

Yeah. Me too.