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OOM: Gotham; undead helper monkey
Aug. 1st, 2005 06:12 pm( ooc comments, anna pic! )
Cass - it was definitely Cass - turned gently in the current, not even kicking. Oh, no WAY. Steph pushed off - left the Door behind - looked back in time to see it swing shut and vanish entirely, leaving her incorporeal and surrounded by murky water, with only Cass's pleasedon'tletthatbeabody for direction.
How she knew what to do was mystery even to her; the water let her through, and she stretched out her arms and her cape swirled around her and she called to Cass in a voice no louder than the water around them.
Batgirl. Batgirl. Cassandra.
Cass moaned, and her eyes flickered open. "Stephanie?"
Yes, that's right. Come to me...and not into the light.
"What's happening?" Cass asks, weakly, and "Am I dead?"
Well, that's up to you. Steph smiles behind her mask. Here, lemme show you something...
Cass's life unfolds before them both, frame by frame, and Steph speaks words she never knew she had, until they reach now - Cass, drowning, alone.
Do what you do best, Steph says. What you taught me to do. Fight.
She pushes Cass away, towards the surface, and then gathers up Cass's abandoned cape and follows her.
Fight.
There is light above. The murkiness of the water gives way, slowly, to patterns of golden sunlight, and a darker shape, a buoy, bobbing on the harbour.
Fight for your life. Right up to the end.
Cass's head breaks the surface, and Steph, fading, pushes the cape after her until it drifts through her increasingly ethereal hands. Cass, gasping for breath, hauls herself painfully onto the buoy and says, hoarsely, "Stephanie?"
But Steph can't answer. The Door has opened in front of her, and no matter which way she turns it's right there, open, unavoidable.
"I'm not ready yet! I only just got here!" She backs away, and it follows her. "No!"
She jumps, backwards, and leaps off the buoy, flipping backwards towards the dirty water - but she hits a solid floor instead...
Cass - it was definitely Cass - turned gently in the current, not even kicking. Oh, no WAY. Steph pushed off - left the Door behind - looked back in time to see it swing shut and vanish entirely, leaving her incorporeal and surrounded by murky water, with only Cass's pleasedon'tletthatbeabody for direction.
How she knew what to do was mystery even to her; the water let her through, and she stretched out her arms and her cape swirled around her and she called to Cass in a voice no louder than the water around them.
Batgirl. Batgirl. Cassandra.
Cass moaned, and her eyes flickered open. "Stephanie?"
Yes, that's right. Come to me...and not into the light.
"What's happening?" Cass asks, weakly, and "Am I dead?"
Well, that's up to you. Steph smiles behind her mask. Here, lemme show you something...
Cass's life unfolds before them both, frame by frame, and Steph speaks words she never knew she had, until they reach now - Cass, drowning, alone.
Do what you do best, Steph says. What you taught me to do. Fight.
She pushes Cass away, towards the surface, and then gathers up Cass's abandoned cape and follows her.
Fight.
There is light above. The murkiness of the water gives way, slowly, to patterns of golden sunlight, and a darker shape, a buoy, bobbing on the harbour.
Fight for your life. Right up to the end.
Cass's head breaks the surface, and Steph, fading, pushes the cape after her until it drifts through her increasingly ethereal hands. Cass, gasping for breath, hauls herself painfully onto the buoy and says, hoarsely, "Stephanie?"
But Steph can't answer. The Door has opened in front of her, and no matter which way she turns it's right there, open, unavoidable.
"I'm not ready yet! I only just got here!" She backs away, and it follows her. "No!"
She jumps, backwards, and leaps off the buoy, flipping backwards towards the dirty water - but she hits a solid floor instead...
