Barbara Gordon (
bodilesswarrior) wrote2015-03-25 04:27 am
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Video | Early Afternoon
[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.]
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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[He isn't sure how to react. Flinch? He wants to, can feel himself start to, but it turns into a short, cynical laugh.]
I know how to make an impression on you, huh.
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[He doesn't feel threatened, exactly. He certainly doesn't feel upset.]
You could've. I wouldn't have put up much fuss, anyway. Course that might've ruined it, huh?
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[He snorts, shakes his head]
I don't think I've heard that story. What'd he get up to?