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The Next Evening [Apr. 29th, 2007|09:27 pm]
A Different Gotham

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[dbattyones]
Gordon sighed as he walked into the dark warehouse, looking around and waiting for the Batwoman.

"You always did like the darkest places," he said, sighing as he sat on a crate and waited, partially afraid of what he might find left of the Bat after all this time.
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-04-30 04:50 am (UTC)
She watched him from the shadows, her lips thinning as she read his body language and saw how old he was looking now. Arms crossed over the chest of the simple black turtleneck that she wore along with the boot-like robot braces.

"Alright, he's here," she subvocalized into her mike, so softly that the waiting man would hear nothing. "Keep your eyes open."

"Ja," came Dämmerung's equally low reply.
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[User Picture]From: dbattyones
2007-04-30 05:11 am (UTC)
He blinked, ears perking as he sensed something.

"Batwoman?" he stood, looking around hopefully.
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-04-30 05:19 am (UTC)
She watched him in silence for a few moments more, then flicked a pebble so that it rattled off a crate several feet away from her.
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-01 03:24 am (UTC)
"I was there beside him when he died."
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[User Picture]From: dbattyones
2007-05-01 03:52 am (UTC)
"What?" he said, eyes widening. "Why? What happened?"
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-01 04:13 am (UTC)
"You never did ask what happened to Batboy."
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-01 08:12 am (UTC)
Brenda watched him go, then turned blindly and sought shelter between some crates and a wall so she could cry without being discovered or falling over.
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[User Picture]From: dbattyones
2007-05-01 06:43 pm (UTC)
Gordon sat in his car, breathing heavy and labored as he fought the tears. His son, the light of his life, had died, and now he found out that the woman he loved was to blame.

No. Not to blame. But a definite factor.

It gave him no comfort to know of his son's death. And it angered him she would not reveal his killer's identity. He stared out at the empty warehouse, wondering what to do now.

He bowed his head, asking for patience and understanding when it came to the Batwoman, then slowly got up and left the car again. The Batwoman had been near tears, something he had never knew her capeable of. At the very least it proved she loved Brent as much as he did, and deserved more than him swearing at her and leaving.

Sighing he turned and walked back to the warehouse, and to her.
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-01 07:08 pm (UTC)
Brenda didn't realize he'd come back. She wouldn't have. She was standing in her corner behind the crates, leaning against the wall with one arm while her other hand covered her mouth, her sobs echoing slightly as she pushed away the urge to go and make the Joker hurt. -God, it's hard. I can't do this. Not on my own. Help me... please.-
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-02 07:08 pm (UTC)
"He would have done it on his own if I hadn't let him work with me." She stood and let herself be comforted for a moment, then pushed away and lifted an arm to wipe her eyes on her sleeve.
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[User Picture]From: dbattyones
2007-05-02 07:46 pm (UTC)
"You could have brought him home to me," he said. Then he looked at her, eyes soft. "How are you doing?"
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-02 08:36 pm (UTC)
"Did I mention it took me awhile to work out who he was?" She looked at him quizzically, her eyes widening a fraction as she saw his expression. Then she squared her jaw. "My days on the rooftops are over."
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-03 05:25 am (UTC)
"I'm healed." She cocked her head, feeling a surge of sympathy at the look in his eyes and the slump of his shoulders.
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[User Picture]From: dbattyones
2007-05-03 05:44 am (UTC)
"You aren't going to heal any more?" he frowned.
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[User Picture]From: anotherbwayne
2007-05-03 06:03 pm (UTC)
"I'll get stronger with exercise, but barring a miracle, no."
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