Requiring Calculator's services
From within her den of inequity, Cheshire has been following the news. It would be hard not to do so with the broadcasts on all local stations of people dropping on the streets, of even superheroes falling ill, massive panic and all-around chaos. Normally, the idea of the those with a penchant for capes suffering from a massive epidemic would please her-it would certainly rid her of more than a few nuisances-the current repercussions were far more serious.
It meant that no one-not even the Man of Steel, if the news wasn't sensationalizing that particular detail-was immune. Aside from noting the aches her battle with Shiva had left her, Cheshire has been monitoring herself carefully for any sign of infection. She also can't help marveling over the scope of the epidemic, while being well-aware that it should have been expected.
Shiva had had her take Nightwing's DNA and had then taken her own as well under the orders of The Demon's Head. Given the scope of his influence, it was not unlikely that a connection did exist between those dealings and the current situation.
While she isn't fearful as she knows most would be, Cheshire does feel something that most people would deem impossible for a person of her character. She is of all things concerned and in this instance, not for herself. Lian is with Roy and as a child, has a greater risk of infection.
Unfortunately, she can't visit her daughter to see how she is faring-ill or not, the Titans would undoubtedly risk all Hell to see to it that she was kept away from her-so she must make use of a more...unorthodox method of communication.
Cheshire reaches for the telephone and dials a number that may prove to make a difference.
"Calculator, this is Cheshire. I have a small task for you, if you are interested."
It meant that no one-not even the Man of Steel, if the news wasn't sensationalizing that particular detail-was immune. Aside from noting the aches her battle with Shiva had left her, Cheshire has been monitoring herself carefully for any sign of infection. She also can't help marveling over the scope of the epidemic, while being well-aware that it should have been expected.
Shiva had had her take Nightwing's DNA and had then taken her own as well under the orders of The Demon's Head. Given the scope of his influence, it was not unlikely that a connection did exist between those dealings and the current situation.
While she isn't fearful as she knows most would be, Cheshire does feel something that most people would deem impossible for a person of her character. She is of all things concerned and in this instance, not for herself. Lian is with Roy and as a child, has a greater risk of infection.
Unfortunately, she can't visit her daughter to see how she is faring-ill or not, the Titans would undoubtedly risk all Hell to see to it that she was kept away from her-so she must make use of a more...unorthodox method of communication.
Cheshire reaches for the telephone and dials a number that may prove to make a difference.
"Calculator, this is Cheshire. I have a small task for you, if you are interested."