nine | video | (batgirl)

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ a vigilante wakes up in an alternate universe, suits up, and is promptly attacked by the Vine. Batgirl's barely tugged her cowl back on when the mirror leaps out at her, and for the first few seconds, the transmission consists mostly of spandex-clad hands wrestling with it, trying to turn it skywards ] Goddammit, don't you know that I'm only supposed to come out at night? What part of Dark Knight don’t you get? [ frustrated, she hits the front of the mirror. It doesn’t seem to mind, and just backs off, getting a full shot of her. Batgirl takes a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. Talking to plants is never a good way to start your day ]

… it's sentient. Don't try telling me the Vine doesn’t understand puns.

[ she straightens up, putting on her Serious Face ]

If this is another girls-only alternate universe, you guys are gonna have one pissed Bat on your hands. I'm not even kidding. I was just given a shiny new secret hideout full of futuristic gadgets that put the iPhone 4 to shame, a new car, a sidekick-slash-stalker, and I invented Magnaelectrogooparangs. I had Reapers to reap! I was going places! And now? Now this.

I need a roll call, the 411, and something shockingly unhealthy to eat.

Comments

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Pft, mothers.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Heh. Cute apron. [ ] Wanna hear some heroic stories, now I know you've been all safe and sound?

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Thanks. And yes, please!

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Okay, so not heroic, just incredibly annoying: I have a new man in my life. I first met him when I had to stop him from delaying the rail service via explosives strapped to his chest, and apparently the police couldn't hang onto him. So now he stalks me. Dressed as a TV character, while claiming to be my sidekick.

... does make me feel kinda legit, though, before I remember how damn annoying it is.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

It's a step in the right direction, though, eh?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Kiiiinda! It's like someone stepped in the right direction, but they also dragged thirty-pounds of crazy and a sack full of creep nicknames with 'em. [ ] But I'm surviving! Jeez, there's so much I could tell you. I've literally spent my life since I was fifteen wearing dumb costumes, punching my way out of problems, and having a hunger for justice. And waffles.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

I can get behind justice and waffles. You can tell me if you want, you know. About the costume and Bat-car and stuff. I'd like to hear it.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Wow. This is gonna take some explaining. I mean, this is my third identity. I was a Spoiler, a Robin, then a Spoiler again, before settling on Batgirl. Batman, he's—kind of a big deal, really. A symbol of justice known all over my world. He started it all, this whole Bat-thing. The Bats are my extended family, 'cause I don't have anyone but my mom, anymore. It's because of him that we took to the streets, to try and keep our city safe. The world, by extension. He's a great man. [ ] He's also kind of a dick. I slapped him once, and trust me, nobody slaps the Batman.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

... Huh. How did the, umm... Bats find you? Or you find them? Or whatever?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I taught myself to jump between buildings, put on a hood and a purple cloak, and went after 'em for help. I think my reckless abandon meshed well with their way of life.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Your mom was okay with that?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Hell no! At the moment, she's happy I'm giving this “normal” thing a try. Little does she know that I'm currently in an alternate universe, gallivanting around with a personified country.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Gallivanting's a good word.

And I've missed you. Did I mention? Am I overdoing it now?

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ ]

Nah. Not even a little bit. [ ] I'm a needy creature. I require constant attention.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

You will find no complaints here, I assure you. Be as needy as you'd like.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Really? [ ] Doesn't it make cooking waaay more difficult?

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Nah. My youngest province likes to sit on my shoulders while I cook sometimes, so this is nothing.

Besides, didn't I mention I've missed you? I don't want you to be too far away right now.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

I won't go that far, but... [ ] Hope you know what you've gotten yourself into.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

I'm still not sure I have any idea what I'm doing with you. That's not about to stop me, though.

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

Try not to think about it too hard. [ ] You're making waffles. You're having your face kissed all over, because it's been a long time since I had the chance to kiss your face. Simple!

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

When you put it that way...

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

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[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

[gravityfists.livejournal.com]

[ ] Careful. I'm fireproof, but I don't want you catching alight over the stove.

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Burning waffles don't work that way, Steph.