Let me lift from the ground like my soul is in flight
“I don’t want to insult you, O, but the fact that you’ve never seen Showgirls is an abomination. It’s an amazing, glorious piece of truly terrible cinema. It’s awesome. We’ll have to have a Batgirl movie night. Put that in the priority one file.”
Stephanie Brown is flying. The line is strong and steady in her hand, the night breeze cool against ( Read more... )
Stephanie Brown is flying. The line is strong and steady in her hand, the night breeze cool against ( Read more... )
There were papers placed carefully in front of Kurt that afternoon as he laid stomach-down on the warm, dark surface of the trampoline, letting himself soak in the sun- although, notably, with plenty of protection in the form of multiple applications of sunblock- as it shone down from above. Although class has only just begun, Kurt's sure that any acting class would necessarily involve some kind of performance, and while the others are still getting their chops in at all, he wants to make a splash. He wants to be prepared for any type of play announced, wants to be prepared for spontaneous monologues, impromptu performances, and saw to it by pulling out as many scripts as he could from the island bookshelf, arduously taking notes on each. Pros and cons, mostly, for his own comparison.
He's only finally settled on acting the part of Dick Avery from Funny Face when suddenly, the world jars underneath him. Sheets go flying in every which direction as Kurt yelps, ( ... )
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With effort, she takes a breath and avoids taking out her sudden bad mood on this poor kid she just narrowly missed falling on top of. He looks pretty harmless, probably not a supervillain who dragged her out of Gotham City and into...wherever here is.
"Right, do you want to tell me what's going on? I can't pick up a signal on my comms."
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For a second, Kurt wonders if she's the girl that he hears about in rumors every now and again, the girl that seems to give more than a few people doubts about the Compound roof and its safety. But the longer he thinks about it, the more the idea starts to sink in, that maybe she's one of the few people who's arrived later than Kurt himself. Embarrassed over his quick outburst, he bites down on his lower lip, sitting up and on the side of the trampoline, cheeks still flushed from the sudden interruption.
"Sorry," he mutters, properly abashed. "I thought you were just some- some overexcited girl intent on interrupting my day. Kind of self-important of me, but it happened often enough in high school that I suppose I got used to it."
With a soft smile, he begins to carefully gather a few of the papers, clearing out a spot for the girl, if she wants it. "And, uh. You're... probably not anywhere near where you want to be, so you might as well prepare yourself for the shock right now."
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Straightening up, she brings a hand up to her ear and flips through all the frequencies in the hopes of catching Babs on the line. Still nothing. Taking a deep breath, she lets it out slowly and puts her game face on. She is Batgirl. She can handle this. "I was on my way to an apartment fire in Aparo Park, and yeah, this is definitely not on the way. So where is it?"
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He accepts the papers with a gracious smile and a nod of his head, but the expression washes away from his face quickly enough as he's faced with the prospect of explaining to someone else the nature of the island. Because, frankly, he's only beginning to wrap his head around it himself. And still isn't entirely convinced (part of this is for his own sanity, he's sure) that this place is real, that he is truly and completely trapped on an island with no way off and made to waste precious weeks, months, even years somewhere his talents can't be fully utilized and his dreams realized ( ... )
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If this kid is even telling the truth at all. She could have been kidnapped and taken somewhere else, even if she doesn't remember losing consciousness. Teleported, maybe. She glances around to inspect the rooftop and the cover of the trees for eyes watching them, some sort of threat. There's nothing she can see, which doesn't mean it's not there.
For the sake of a civilian, she has to stay calm. "This- this is not great. Tabula Rasa, really? That's a bit on the nose." She takes a deep breath. "Who brings us here then?"
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"As far as we know, you just... show up. Although there does seem to be evidence that there's, I don't know, a conscious mind or choice behind it all, as Tabula Rasa frequently throws hurdles at its citizens in ways that don't seem entirely random. Once again, these are things that I usually ignore, more often than not."
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"Okay, so, let me see if I got this right." She takes a deep breath and starts ticking things off on her fingers. "You show up literally in mid air, no one knows where we are, and no one knows how to leave. Assuming this is all true and this isn't some sort of prank the Batgirl joke. What am I missing?"
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His brows furrow, a hand raising as he backtracks against his thoughts. "Wait..." he murmurs. "Did you just say 'prank the Batgirl'? You are just wearing a costume, right?"
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Her Batgirl suit is bulletproof, insulated, made to withstand extreme temperatures, and generally designed to withstand as much as ass kicking as physically possible. It fit her like an especially badass second skin. She loved it completely.
"I like to think of it as more of a uniform, honestly," she says with a shrug. "But costume is not inaccurate."
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He shakes his head, patting the spot next to him and waiting for her to sit. "Sit. Unless you'd rather head inside, it's probably cooler there, and your... outfit doesn't look quite weather-appropriate."
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She glances around the island and then shrugs. The suit is warm in the sun and she's starting to sweat, but she's put up with Gotham's August heat waves for years. Still, might be a good idea to start getting the lay of the land. "Let's head in." She nods to the largest building. "I take it that's headquarters?
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He slides off the side of the trampoline, careful to gather his notes in his arms before rounding the building and waiting for her to follow. "I'm pretty sure there are some people you might know around here, but uh."
Pressing his lips firmly together again, he chances a question. "How do you feel about
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Stephanie bounces off and lands neatly on the ground, managing to resist the urge to do some unnecessary flips just to make herself feel better. "I feel annoyed if the multiverse is about to make my life more difficult." She's Batgirl. She can handle this. "What do you mean people I might know here? Is Batman here?"
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"I should probably talk to Clark Kent...since he is such a reliable and knowledgeable Daily Planet reporter." She worries her lip for a moment and tries to plan her next move. If Superman is here, he'll know what's going on. Or maybe she should get some civvies first. "Right, let's do clothes first. And, I'm sorry, you're being so helpful and I didn't catch your name."
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