[action]

[brbgoing2russia]

[Hello Mayfielders! Are you out in the middle of the night? Perhaps walking down a dark alleyway? Stumbling home drunk from the bar?

Never fear, because BATGIRL is here. And out way past her bed time. You can meet her A here, out on the streets in the middle of the night, or

B. Sneaking back into her bedroom window at 1645 Albright Lane. ...

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C.

[geassedmassacre]

[Euphie is standing beside the tree, looking pretty distressed. She just found that poor kitty, and now it escaped...!]

Can someone please help me? It's important!

[The cat, for its part, is clinging to the branche mrrrow-ing in terror.]

[brbgoing2russia]

Please tell me you're not going to ask me to get that cat out of a tree.

[geassedmassacre]

Oh, could you? Please?

[brbgoing2russia]

Yeah, I'm on it! [and suddenly, she's in the tree.

getting scratched by a cat who's probably scared shitless.]

[geassedmassacre]

Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!

[brbgoing2russia]

[Charlie's struggling to get down with the cat]

Uh- right, no problem.

[geassedmassacre]

[Euphie is going to reach out and take the cat, now. Even if it struggles or scratches her, she keeps smiling.]

That was a very kind thing you just did. I must get your name!

[brbgoing2russia]

[With the cat free of her arms, she's able to teleport down now.]

Oh, I'm Batgirl!