Futureknight universe. A bistro in Paris. A girl day and goodbye.

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Brenda dug through the amazing amount of tissue paper that the tiny pink shopping bag held, then held aloft the lovely bra that she'd bought at the last shop they'd hit before stopping to eat. "Is it me, or are we just too big for most of what's available? I mean... I never realized that there were lady's sizes below zero before."

Her eyes flicked toward a floating paparazzi camera and then rolled as she folded the garment and put it away. "I know for a fact that I'm not fat."

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[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena laughed at that and did a reasonable job of not looking bothered by the flying camera. "I know I'm not. You don't work out as much as I do and get fat," she said. "Or get away with it with what I usually wear.

She laughed again. "If it's bad enough that I can hardly walk into a store without feeling out of shape... I'd hate to see what they'd make of Kara."

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Brenda's eyes went wide, and then she facepalmed. "They'd be asking her if it was a benign condition."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena had to hold her head in her hand she was laughing so much. "Oh God, she'd kill 'em."

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"All the little skinny waif men... phoot!" Brenda stopped and looked down at herself. "Should we just get fitted and order some custom things?"

Another spycam joined the first and she resolutely ignored it.

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That made her blink and then frown slightly in deep thought. She'd never really stopped to consider how she and Porthos' children would someday be raised.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Did I... say something wrong?"

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"No." She blinked again and looked up with her easy socialite smile. "I just realized that I'm going to be a mother some day, and Porthos and I will need to decide how our children will be educated and all that sort of details."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

She smiled. "Hey, if Dad's any indication, Bruce Waynes... or variants there of... make pretty darn good parents."

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"People are getting more and more afraid of adulthood." She paused and looked over at a waifish couple who had just taken a seat not too far from theirs, then smirked slightly as she heard the girl excitedly telling the boy that that was BRENDA WAYNE! She'd seen a face shot of her in so and so a magazine!

The boy observed that Brenda was pretty fat.

The girl retorted indignantly, then asked the waiter to bring them whatever Brenda and her companion had ordered.

Brenda turned back to Helena and arched one eyebrow.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena simply smiled a knowing smile. Points for their side, so to speak.

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Brenda smirked, then smiled sweetly up at the waiter as he brought a large wedge of chocolate cream pie for each of them.

"Oooo, whipped cream." Brenda calculated the calories and then gleefully ate the whole slice.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena went after hers with similar gusto.

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"They cover your assets." Brenda lifted her eyebrows as the waiter came and took the card.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Wait... you're saying..."

She trailed off for just a moment. "Ho-leee cow."

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"I've been mooned more times in 'polite company' than I care to remember. That's part of the reason I'm such a hermit."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Lord have mercy... I mean, I know fashions change and all, but that's just tasteless."

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Brenda looked sideways. "I think I've been playing an airhead too much."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

She shrugs. "Don't worry about it. I don't think I mentioned him maybe once or twice."

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"And always while I was distracted."

aka flirting with Porthos.

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Brenda chuckled and leaned back, her eyes going to the window as they flew through a low cloud. "If you do go back before your things are finished I'll leave them for you at the cantina."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"I appreciate it."

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"It's no problem." She frowned slightly. "I wonder what you're here for?"

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Brenda went up the steps and inside, her mind on the bar and the flavored water that she'd put in the fridge earlier. "Do you want a drink?"

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena would answer, but as she entered the jet, she vanished.

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Brenda looked over her shoulder, then went to the door and looked around before glancing at the scanner on her watch.

"Huh." She went and flopped on the couch, booting her shopping bag out of the way.