The noose tightens

Jan 28, 2009 10:35

Barbara is ensconced in her backup-backup-backup command center. Which was worrying. She only has one more fall-back plan, and that is so desperate that she'll try everything else before resorting to it. Apparently she cares more about her secret identity than she thought ( Read more... )

dinah lance, barbara gordon, hunt for oracle

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serinusniger January 28 2009, 19:24:20 UTC
It's funny how men don't look too closely to check on your state of consciousness if you lie twisted on your back with your cleavage well displayed.

Dinah waits until the scarred knife-midget-guy has his back turned before she pounces, making sure he calls up front to get the attention of Lady Teaspoon before she dispatches him. No reason, she just wanted to smirk smugly and wave as she said 'Ta-ta' in a much better English accent before bailing with the parachute. She hadn't expected the warrior princess to jump on her and try and kill them both by fighting in midair, but it wasn't hard to deal with.

Shame about Lady Vic's nose, though.

Still, at least she's now in the good ol' USA, and there's a car rental place on every corner. Just the thing for a girl in a hurry.

Now what?

Oh, right.

"You there, Oracle?"

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twiceahero January 29 2009, 18:37:02 UTC
"Dinah," Barbara's head snaps up in surprise. She takes a deep breath and a moment to grin in relief. "You made it."

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serinusniger January 29 2009, 18:49:08 UTC
"You have a cold, Oracle? Sounds like sniffling."

Hey, no way is that girl getting away with crying on Dinah's watch.

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twiceahero January 29 2009, 18:53:33 UTC
Half a laugh chokes out before she can stop it. "Just a pity party, Dinah. But it's over now."

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