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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Pru turned and scaled the side of the Nightwing to sit and watch her with all the patience of a mother cat, letting Oracle know that she and her guest would be a few moments later in their meeting with Huntress.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena is, no matter what else, a Batman's daughter. It doesn't take her long at all to get the hang of things. "All set, I think."

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"Alright." Pru came down with a leap, then raced away across the rooftop, her grapple shooting out as she reached the edge of it and leaped into an abyss full of walkways.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Here goes nothing," Helena said, racing after her and executing a leap and grapple fire of her own.

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At the bottom of the arc Pru made a fist and dropped to the walkway, her arm already sending the grapple toward a ledge lower down as she ran and leaped again, heading ever downward.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena followed along, perhaps a bit more hesitantly, due to her unfamiliarity with the area, but with a confidence all the same.

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Things grew darker as they descended; less cared for. Furtive movements in the darkness increased.

Then Pru stopped on a chipped and potholed walkway, looking around calmly as she waited for Helena. From all around came the music of bars and other even less savory places. Neon signs blared weakly, overpowering the few streetlights that weren't broken.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena dropped down next to her and looked around cautiously. It was, of course, the caution of a crime-fighter, looking for potential trouble.

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Pru looked at her and smiled, then led the way down a dark passage between buildings, the crowd parting for her as though by magic as she passed. Fearful and respectful glances were tossed her way, and no one made any move to molest her or her companion.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena followed behind, mindful of the looks.

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They stopped in front of a shabby little bar devoid of even a sign; its one outstanding feature seemed to be a front door that would have admitted an Earth truck. Pru glanced upward and listened, then stepped inside, her passage through the forcefield over the doorway loosing a cloud of smoke.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena hesitated, finding it all a bit strange, but put on her big girl panties and followed.

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The interior was thick with smoke and odd smells. She nearly ran into Pru's back before she saw her.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena stopped suddenly. "Sorry," he said. "Little hard to see in here."