Dinah had kind of lost track of how far the procession had come across Glacia, by this point. If you'd pointed her to a map with a big YOU ARE HERE, she would've shrugged and said, "Okay. Sure."

But what she did know was that she was not 'on', today. The procession had taken a a find-food-and-rest-rejuvenate break for the next day and a half, so ( Read more... )

Barbara was waiting for them when they teleported in after dealing with Eric.

"The police are very confused. And the neighbors heard female voices shouting. But otherwise, nothing to identify you." She looked from Blossom to Raven to Dinah. "Are you all okay?"

[ooc: for the three mentioned]

"Here we are. No Man's Land." Which did not look like a bar at all. It looked like used-stuff store: books, CDs, DVDs, clothes, junk. A funky mix of really cool and what the hell.

Dinah grinned at the guy behind the counter. "Is Gibson around?"

[for heromaniac and trigons_child]

Dinah woke up to screams. Specifically, Momoko's. Then Gabby yelling threats. Falling out of bed, she staggered in the direction of all the noise, then stopped at the doorway of the bathroom ( Read more... )

"HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!" Dinah yelled along with everyone else in The Library (the bar, clearly, not the actual Gotham U. library). So she was two months from legal? Pfftt. This was more about getting chocolate and phone numbers and watching people get silly, than about drinking. Plus, she'd already gotten goodies from Priestly, so today was ( Read more... )

Barbara had managed to get the medical examiner's report on the girl found near Gotham University campus (female, Asian, 21, identified as Miriam Cho... a junior, like Dinah) and was now reading over the medical details ( Read more... )

Dinah had been heading to Wired for more coffee before her next class when she spotted the police tape and patrol cars at the edge of campus ( Read more... )

"You ready for this, Raven ( Read more... )

Welcome to the Wayne Enterprises New Year's Eve Steampunk Masquerade ( Read more... )

There were delicious smells coming from the kitchen already, and Alfred had chased Helena and Dinah out twice now. "Not until tomorrow! And I need you to go to the store, Miss Helena, and pick up more pickles."

Dinah decided to content herself with sliding down banisters.

[open for very SP arrivals of anyone who wants to visit Dinah and her ( Read more... )