DK-Verse: Batcave?: On the Road Again (and Again)

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Great.  One moment she was in the Nexus--having previously been in a Gotham more than three hundred years in her future--the next she's in the Batcave.  Only... it's definitely not her Batcave.  Some of the souvenirs were off, for one thing.  And, well, she just had a sense about this kind of thing.

Truth be told, the more she examined it, the greater the differences became.  No giant penny, no mechanical dinosaur, no old Robin and Catwoman costumes stored in glass cases, no Batmobile--at least not that she recognized...

She was definitely far from home.

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[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Once. Got shanghaied with some of the Justice Society and Justice League off to New Genesis and Apocalypse."

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His keen interest in this called Bruce strongly to mind, but at that moment the sound of the Nighwing got close enough for Helena to hear it too.

The black, mynock-winged ship- too streamlined to really be counted as a shuttle- came hurtling down nose first, and then pulled up at the last moment to land on a clear space with a soft thump.

Ace rumbled happily and went to scratch his back on the nose.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Whoa! That's just... that's incredible!"

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Lon grinned as he took the caf pot off the fire and reached for one of the mugs sitting on a rock nearby. "Dad always made sure he was strapped in when he let her fly."

A door opened on the side of the ship, and a slender figure leaped lightly past the steps and walked with feline grace to greet Ace and rub his ugly head. The woman was fit and clad in a low backed black leather jumpsuit that was dull and supple with age. Her long red hair fell freely down her back, and as she turned her head green cat's eyes took in the group at the fire and smiled quizzically.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena felt the slightest twinge of jealousy at another person calling Bruce Wayne "Dad", but she fought it down. She offered a small wave in greeting.

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The woman's smile widened, and she walked over, the lights illuminating her more clearly and showing Helena a face that was very familiar but for the contentment in it.

Lon stood to meet her and gave her a hug, then looked at his alter sister. "Mom, this is Helena. Helena, this is my mother, Pru Dace."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

She just shook her head, but smiled. "The more things change..."

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"Mercy," said Pru softly, catching the younger woman's scent as she reached to take her hand.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena took the hand in hers. "A pleasure," she said.