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"Suits you?" The girl repeated with a small tilt of her head. "Do they know you murdered Snoke? Or are they over-looking that little flaw in your leadership?" Perhaps she should have chosen another attack. After all, if he hadn't acted that way against Snoke, she would be dead. Nevertheless, she...

Everything had changed. In the past two years, she had gone from an everyday scavenger to using the Force. Never would she imagine that she would hold any importance to the Rebellion. Or to anyone. Now, she felt as if she wasn't alone. Yet at the same time, she had never felt so alone. So lost...

The Goddess narrowed her eyes at her beloved, clenching her jaw as he spoke the bittersweet words. It was humiliation. In front of the mortal who was in the room, listening, most likely enjoying her weakness in the relationship. After taking a sharp inhale, fists clenched at her sides, she...

All her effort was put into the panicked struggles in the chair, her breathing heavy and just as panicked as her struggles were getting. Her mind was all over, desperately trying to remember all Batman had taught her, how to escape these situations. Everything her own father taught her for...

Everything was dark. Her mind was dark and all she saw was the dark. The only noise she could hear was her own labored breathing and faint footsteps around her. She moved to try to stand. Legs weren't working. No, not again, no. She tried her arms. Nothing. No, no, this was worse. Her breathing...

Stay calm. You can't help yourself if you're panicking. Everything is fine and under control. No. No, everything was not fine and under control. It wasn't like she could fix this with Batgirl. Slip on the cowl and pretend to be other than Barbara Gordon. They would all know. She couldn't do...

Barbara was quick to do just that, making sure to get the message straight to GCPD under 'Oracle'. They knew the name by now, knew it was friendly and helpful. Someone close to Batman. A little too close it felt like at the minute. Letting out a long sigh, she leaned back a bit, stretching her...

(No worries!) Frowning, her head jerked away from his hand on her cowl, glaring at him while her hands grasped tightly onto the arms of the chair. By the time he left she found herself... Worried. Her identity wasn't as major as Batman's. Find out who Batman is, you find out who Robin is by...

Seeing as he began to work on the mask, she gave a disgusted sound before quickly shutting off the camera, frowning. He didn't seem very welcome to her help either. Figures. The moment she went out on the streets as Batgirl, Bruce would find her, probably harass her for information about Jason...

As predicted, the next day at the library, Barbara was fighting to stay awake. By the time her work was done, she somehow found herself at the Batcave, hair messy and glasses on the tip of her nose as she stood impatiently, staring up at Bruce. Almost as if she was giving him a challenging look...

For a few moments, Barbara remained quiet, staring at the phone screen. She kept her distance a bit from him, not wishing to find out if there was anger behind his teasing. "Well, at least you're rising up fast." She tried, glancing at him with a small smile as she shoved the phone back in her...

There was a small hitch in her breath feeling his hands on her back, before mentally cursing to herself. At least it wasn't a fear of Jason, more of the fear of remembering what she let happen that night. The night she didn't fight back, react quick enough to pull the gun away from him, to close...

A small smile appeared on her lips hearing him, shaking her head a bit. Her attention then went back to the computer screen to point to one of the sections on the spreadsheet of test results. "This is the result to some of the basic drug tests. Let's just say I hope you're not looking to apply...

"You would not look good with red." Another laugh escaped her lips as she smiled, watching him with the hood as she stood with hands on her hips. "I'll call it 'Barb tech' the moment I lose my sanity. Which might be soon so, get ready for it." She teased a bit before inhaling deeply and glancing...

Normal for her was dressing wounds and typing up some extreme code at four in the morning. The idea was tempting. To just take a day, the two of them and relax. It would be impossible with their... careers. And the last thing she needed was not one but two 'Dad lectures' from her own Dad and...

This was when Barbara finally allowed herself to be fully relaxed and happy for once. To let someone else in and let them make her happy. Slowly, she rose from the chair, her eyes closed as she moved to place his hand on her hip before her arms moved to wrap lightly around his neck. "You're my...

It wasn't very long before Barbara was typing the new information into the computer. Her life had easily become computers and punches. Just what most little girls dreamed of growing up to be. A small, light chuckle escaped her lips feeling his hands on her shoulders. It felt nice. Hell, more...

At his information about one of the criminals, she frowned and moved quickly to tear it off her wall and put in on the desk. "Used to be a lot worse than it is now. I told him it's just my way of helping. Besides, he's worse. Keeps scrapbooks of most of the bigger criminals like Catwoman...

At the sight, she couldn't help but let out a laugh, shaking her head slightly at him before setting her laptop aside. She stood and approached the window, raising an eyebrow as she opened it. "Romeo, O, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" She teased before offering him a hand to help him inside...

There was a clear grimace from Bruce after hearing the man's words. Then, the coughing from the three of them due to the smoke. Robin was the first to move after the criminal. The youngest had the best sight out of them all. Not to mention he was pretty good with the grappling hook that managed...