She rubs her eyes and then readjusts her glasses. She's caught herself staring at Nightwing's cim signal. Still active. Still in Gotham. Still not feeling chatty. Normally, this would be bliss. Dick always wants to talk her ear off about things she'd rather forget...No, not forget. Shelve. Put away in the archive and bring out when it ( Read more... )

Unemployment was supposed to leave Barbara with time to pause and reflect. Instead, she was surrounded by boxes in a loft apartment while she dove into yet another cyber-brawl ( Read more... )

( Possibly Nation-canon. Possibly not... )

Babs just saw something interesting and it's guaranteed to induce mocking. I'm sort of envisioning this as a "call and harass the people in the sketch and those who know them," BS RP thing. Absolutely no thought or plot involved.

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The process is frustrating. Especially to someone like Barbara who is not a natural teacher. A couple of times during this whole process, she's been tempted to call in Helena for backup.

"Okay, Cassandra." She stops and sighs. "Do you remember the rule of spelling regarding EI or IE?"