(rp for busty_robin)

[butimwondergirl]

Cassie would rather be home in bed. Or somewhere else in bed. She's exhausted by all the Serious Conversations she's had over the last forty-eight hours. Drained, and wanting to be in bed, and enjoying the results of those conversations, in one way or another, instead of flying the skies of Gotham looking for Stephanie. Knowing that when she found

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[busty_robin]

On the plus side, when Steph was pissed off she fought very well. As the would-be burglar, whose face was currently making nice with her first, could attest.

But she was still pissed off. About a whole lot of things. Most of which, she didn't have any right to feel one way or the other about. Tim could date who he wanted -- she was the one that left. Steph didn't like it, but that was the reality.

But what was also the reality was that no one involved -- all of whom claimed to be Steph's friends and future teammates -- had thought to give her a heads up. She hadn't even mattered enough for a stupid phone call. And that was...well, not an unfamiliar thought. She'd been kept in the dark plenty of times. By Batman, by the Birds, even by Tim himself. And maybe she was just a little too sick of all that to put up with it again.

((ooc: sorry about the lag! Papers ate me!))

[busty_robin]

At Cassie's response, Steph just deflated. At least Cassie hadn't lied. But Steph didn't know what to do with all that. She didn't know if she'd been betrayed, or if Cassie's intentions had been in the right place. And Cassie didn't know either.

It was easy to be angry at someone when they had a clear motive. With this, there wasn't an easy answer. Instead, Steph had this whole big mess of panic in her stomach, and no one to direct it at. She leaned against the wall, resting her hands on her thighs and breathing out slowly.

"Okay. I don't know where this leaves us."

Because it wasn't alright. She couldn't say that. But she couldn't write Cassie off, either. Even if she wanted to.

[butimwondergirl]

A cool wind blew over Cassie. The city didn't care about her heartache or Steph's. Cassie had come here to fix this but she realized it was going to take more time. She just hoped it wasn't one of those things that can't be fixed.

Cassie straightened, squaring her shoulders into the wind. "Broken," she said. Their tentative friendship had a number of cracks. "But not irrevocably." Or so she believed and would continue to believe. "I...clearly we both have some things we need to work through." She didn't say think about. Cassie and Steph, and most of their friends, were the type to work an issue more often than think it over. "Take whatever time you need, Steph. But I hope this doesn't leave us here."

[busty_robin]

Steph nodded, making no moves to leave the wall. She did straighten up a bit, resting her hand on her grappling hook. She had to go, soon. Gotham was busy tonight, though not nearly as busy as Steph was pretending.

"I can't promise you anything, Cassie. I know me better than anyone, and I still can't tell you how the hell I'll feel tomorrow. But I appreciate you coming out here."

[butimwondergirl]

Cassie pulled her lips in over her teeth and nodded as well. Words didn't exist that could say how she felt or convey what she wanted Steph to know. She reached out as if to touch the other girl but hesitated. The right thing to do was elusive.

She took a breath and reached closer, grasping Steph's arm and giving a small squeeze. "You know how to find me." She turned and walked quickly to the edge of the roof; blinking back tears she jumped into the night and was gone.