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

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

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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[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

She yawned and stretched. "Yeah, actually. I keep popping in and out of places so much, my body clock's all screwed up on timezones and sleep cycles."

[random_xtras]

"Would you like some warm milk?" offered Alfred as he paused in the doorway that led to the kitchen and study and suchlike.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena never did master the art of being able to turn down anything from an Alfred. "That'd be great, thanks."

[random_xtras]

"I shall bring it to your room." He gave her a kindly smile and turned to return to his domain.

"The bedrooms are this way." Mykayla was grinning. "What's your favorite colour?"

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Purple. Blue's good too."

[random_xtras]

The tiny woman chuckled and led her a ways down the plushly carpeted hall, then stopped in front of a door and pushed it open to reveal a room tastefully accented with pale blue, lilac, and green.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"...You're good," she said, laughing. "What, do you have a room of every color combination?"