alter-Mykey: the Richard Grayson building (caveside): Far From Home

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She still wasn't home.  Dammit, she still wasn't home!

Another Cave of some kind... there was definitely a Robin costume over there, but also much more spartan than the ones she'd seen before.  Which meant sooner or later, she was going to run into more relatives.  Or near relatives.  Or something.

Frankly, Helena was homesick beyond words.

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A black German Shepherd sat up as they came into the room, his brown eyes turning quizzically toward Helena.

Mykayla told him to lay down, then set down her crutches and pulled herself up onto the black leather couch.

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Helena smirked. "Let me guess... his name is Ace?"

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"Ah, no." She chuckled as a second black shepherd, this one a female, sat up beside the empty easy chair. "That's Ace. This is her son Jet."

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She smiled. "Well, guess I can't be right all the time."

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"It was the logical conclusion, without knowing about both dogs." Mykayla got herself settled and crossed her legs so that they didn't dangle.

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Helena settled herself into a chair. "Nice place you've got here," she said.

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The small woman blinked and looked around as though seeing it for the first time. "Thank you."

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"Definitely not the Manor... so where am I, exactly?"