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batmantled in capeandcowllogs

don't tell me it's not worth trying for

Oct 29, 2011 08:20

WHO: batmantled and abirdcodename
WHERE: The porter room
WHEN: Now!
WARNINGS: BLOOD AND INJURIES and batangst
SUMMARY: Dick is back from the dead. Babs is back with two main arteries slit. Also the world is ending soon.
FORMAT: words

( you can't tell me it's not worth dying for )

dick grayson | batman, † barbara gordon | oracle

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abirdcodename October 29 2011, 14:51:15 UTC

[Babs remembers being terrified, her photographic memory still won't release her from that day: she can still smell gunpowder, feel the carpet that's long since been replaced underneath her back. Crawling for her life is one of those moments she'll never, ever forget, but considering her current state, she's not sure how long she'll have to remember it, especially now that she's suddenly cold, ripped from Dick's arms and face down against a metal panel ( ... )

batmantled October 30 2011, 00:30:03 UTC

[ All the nights he's spent missing that voice in his ear like it's an ache; all the cases that could've done with a little of that implacable logic; the months he's lost here without that friendship; now is when the Porter decides to dump her back. The memory hits like a two by four - the formula, the knives, James. She's bleeding to death. She's dying.

He's on his feet again and moving until somehow he's on the floor beside her. One knife out, just like before. Goddamnit. ]

Say something. [ Get her talking again. Keep her breathing. ]

You remember this, right Babs?

abirdcodename October 30 2011, 00:38:46 UTC

[Never in their many years of working together had she pictured going out like this. She'd always thought that it would be a blaze of glory, an explosion, something more than a flicker that she sees this moment. Still, as she shifts a little toward him, weakly attempting to stay up on that elbow, she really can't have imagined anything better than being with her best friend at the end of her life. She knows that time is ticking down against her, but she still takes the moment to glance around.]

The City, Dick. Yeah.

[The weird part is that she feels like she's literally fading, like she's somehow becoming more transparent with every drop of blood that leaves her.]

He got away, didn't he.

batmantled October 30 2011, 01:48:42 UTC

...No. We- [ No. No don't say that. He cuts the fabric around the wound and tears hard, then goes in again with the cauterizer. They need to operate to unblock the artery, so be it. ]

Long as you don't leave me in the lurch again I think we'll be alright.

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