Barbara Gordon (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bodilesswarrior) wrote2014-07-23 09:53 pm
bodilesswarrior) wrote2014-07-23 09:53 pm
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27 - Voice
[Iris is dying.
It takes everything inside Barbara, every ounce of training and experience, to be still. She knows she'll be too late. If she goes bursting in without knowing the situation, chances are high she'll just die next.
She knows better than that. It's not what Iris would want.
So she stays in her tower. She maps the way to Jack's cabin in her head, and she gathers her weapons, and she waits.
She's just about to make her own call - to the people she trusts most - when she gets Iris' message. When her heart sinks and bile fills her mouth.
She will not feel guilty or foolish or afraid; there's no time.]
[Voice]
[Barbara's voice is low and grim, betraying none of the rage or grief she feels.]
Jack killed Iris. I don't know why, not yet. She's in his cabin; he might still be there, he might have left.
There's something wrong with Mason - drugs, she said. Not sure how it's connected.
[A slow, deep breath.]
The laughter. The warped mirrors. They might be connected, too. They might not.
Either way, you need to stay on your guard. Look out for each other. Iris might not be the first victim, and she probably won't be the last. That's how the Barge is.
[Private to Cain]
You got one too, right?
[Private to everyone Iris is close to]
[She switches to video for this. She figures she owes them that. Everyone else that Iris loves.
There are no tears streaking down her face. Instead, her lips are curled in a fierce snarl, and her eyes are blazing. Still, her voice is steady.]
No one go out half-cocked. We don't know what we're dealing with, not yet, and the last thing she'd want is you getting yourselves killed.
[Private to Motorcycle Boy]
[Back to voice! Hoarse but calm.]
Harvey may be missing. Have you talked to him lately?
It takes everything inside Barbara, every ounce of training and experience, to be still. She knows she'll be too late. If she goes bursting in without knowing the situation, chances are high she'll just die next.
She knows better than that. It's not what Iris would want.
So she stays in her tower. She maps the way to Jack's cabin in her head, and she gathers her weapons, and she waits.
She's just about to make her own call - to the people she trusts most - when she gets Iris' message. When her heart sinks and bile fills her mouth.
She will not feel guilty or foolish or afraid; there's no time.]
[Voice]
[Barbara's voice is low and grim, betraying none of the rage or grief she feels.]
Jack killed Iris. I don't know why, not yet. She's in his cabin; he might still be there, he might have left.
There's something wrong with Mason - drugs, she said. Not sure how it's connected.
[A slow, deep breath.]
The laughter. The warped mirrors. They might be connected, too. They might not.
Either way, you need to stay on your guard. Look out for each other. Iris might not be the first victim, and she probably won't be the last. That's how the Barge is.
[Private to Cain]
You got one too, right?
[Private to everyone Iris is close to]
[She switches to video for this. She figures she owes them that. Everyone else that Iris loves.
There are no tears streaking down her face. Instead, her lips are curled in a fierce snarl, and her eyes are blazing. Still, her voice is steady.]
No one go out half-cocked. We don't know what we're dealing with, not yet, and the last thing she'd want is you getting yourselves killed.
[Private to Motorcycle Boy]
[Back to voice! Hoarse but calm.]
Harvey may be missing. Have you talked to him lately?
Private
How do we track him down?
['We' is a loose term; he's pretty sure that there are others better suited for stopping Joker than he is. He's a dirty, mean, nasty fighter, sure...but he's nothing like the superheroes on board.]
Private
Stephanie and Steve are trying to track him down, but god knows where they'll find him, and what will happen when they do.
Private
Private
Re: Private
We should make sure there's first aid ready.
[Or a place to put the bodies.]
Private
We'll want to secure the infirmary, too.
Re: Private
I'll sneak by there on my way back... I'm heading to the lab. I'll try to get the dangerous chemicals out, but I doubt I'll know all of them--they didn't cover it in junior chemistry. [He almost laughs.]
Private