Cassandra Cain (
hellofist) wrote in
driftfleet2015-02-10 10:30 pm
Entry tags:
first solo mission
Who: Cassandra Cain
Broadcast: video
Action: marsiva
When: 2/10
[All things considered, Cass is taking this weird as fuck field trip pretty well. She had learned that people could go up into space, and the very basics of what space is. It's been something that fascinated her from an early age and now, any misgivings about how safe it may or may not be are overwritten by how exciting this is.
She's standing up against a window with both hands on it, peering out into the vastness of space with an expression that can only be called wonder on her face.
She's also wearing a skin tight batsuit as she does this, like it's totally normal to walk around in something like that. The cowl is off though. Who needs secret identities when you've already been kidnapped?]
Always liked the stars. I know some... of the pictures they make. The bear, and the spoon. [Otherwise known as Ursa Major and, you know, the Big Dipper. For people keeping track.] Never thought I'd... be this close, though. It's cool.
Oh, uh. I'm Batgirl. Or just Cass. Both are fine. [And then she waves. Like you do.] Hi.
Broadcast: video
Action: marsiva
When: 2/10
[All things considered, Cass is taking this weird as fuck field trip pretty well. She had learned that people could go up into space, and the very basics of what space is. It's been something that fascinated her from an early age and now, any misgivings about how safe it may or may not be are overwritten by how exciting this is.
She's standing up against a window with both hands on it, peering out into the vastness of space with an expression that can only be called wonder on her face.
She's also wearing a skin tight batsuit as she does this, like it's totally normal to walk around in something like that. The cowl is off though. Who needs secret identities when you've already been kidnapped?]
Always liked the stars. I know some... of the pictures they make. The bear, and the spoon. [Otherwise known as Ursa Major and, you know, the Big Dipper. For people keeping track.] Never thought I'd... be this close, though. It's cool.
Oh, uh. I'm Batgirl. Or just Cass. Both are fine. [And then she waves. Like you do.] Hi.

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He must have been lonely, she thinks, or vastly outnumbered by enemies he had trouble with. That's about all that makes sense under the circumstances.]
Are you okay? You look... [Like you really need to relax or something, but she'll just keep that to herself.] Not great.
[Yeah, that's better.]
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[It's not fine, but what she really means is it's something she feels she can fix on her own when she's ready to fix it. No one has drugged her or strapped her to tables and there's no water rapidly filling the room and threatening to drown her, so yeah. Everything's fine.]
How do I... get to you? We should team up.
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Assume everything you say is being monitored.
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Is that all?
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This place is disorienting.
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There's shelter, and food. Places to sleep. We know Oracle, so technology... shouldn't be too weird. It could be worse.
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[Is he kidding? There's nothing scary about the Riddler and the Scarecrow is only scary if you let him get his chemicals working on you, which Cass can easily avoid. If those are his frames of references for the danger of this place she's very unimpressed.]
So it's cake.
[She means a piece of cake, or maybe a cakewalk, but either way it's clear she's even less worried than she was before.]
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Like them in style. But they're tapping into our brains, Cass.
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They're not in mine. [But she touches the thing behind her ear, scratches a little at the edges of it. Are they in her head already?] They didn't change me. It didn't work.
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Do you know that? Have proof?
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