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[bodilesswarrior]

[Her eyes are red, and her voice is flat.]

Cassandra Cain is gone.

Does anyone feel like sparring? [She wants to hit someone. She wants to sweat and ache and bleed.]

[Private to David Cain]

Not you. [Her laugh is low and choked.] It's funny, isn't it, that I don't want to hurt you? [But she's not sure she could stop herself from going for his throat, right now.]

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[bodilesswarrior]

Right? [Her voice cracks, a little.]

Glad to hear your voice, at least. [There's a hint of humour there, but its drowned out by something deeper, something desperate.]

[mistconduct]

Yeah, hey. I'm still here, Barb.

She's okay. She'll be okay.

[bodilesswarrior]

[No. No, she won't.

She closes her eyes, for a moment, lets her fists clench.]

Are you in your room?

[mistconduct]

Yeah, where else?

[bodilesswarrior]

You and Bowie feel like company?

[mistconduct]

Yeah, roll on over here.