Marissa Wayne (batdaughter) wrote in dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-03-28 05:11:00

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As far as she could tell, this was all bullshit and wasn't getting any better. The transition into the care of her father was still rough. Marissa didn't know if it were safe to get to know him at all, especially after discovering that he was...had been Batman. It offered her an outlet, though. After discovering she was hell-bent on being out in the guts of the city to track down the slime who murdered Vicki, Marissa got her own cape, her own job.

Robin.

Batman's sidekick.

Except Daddy Dearest wasn't Batman. Terry was and Bruce had turned her over to him completely. This soured with Marissa. Who the hell was this...kid that he could have authority over her? That alone irritated her. The costume she was supposed to wear irritated her more. Marissa was not wearing the green-red-yellow disaster. It was ugly. And obvious. No. No way.

She had spent the better part of the past two weeks redoing the costume. Batman wore black. Okay, fine, no black. But there was nothing wrong with a blood red so deep it was almost onyx. It called up in her the sight of her mother's spilling blood. It drove her, that hue. Geared up completely save for her mask, she idly noted that she looked a touch like a red Batman with boobs. She didn't care.

But Terry might.

"I'm here."

And early for a change instead. Reporting for patrol always pissed her off.

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	batdaughter 2010-03-29 12:55 am UTC (link)
	She's oddly quiet for a moment. "I really don't want to. I don't care for nightmares." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	newimprovedbat 2010-03-29 01:17 am UTC (link)
	He knew how that felt. He had them for weeks after his dad was murdered. "Nightmares suck." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	batdaughter 2010-03-29 01:19 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. Since Mom...yeah." She looks away, out the window. The urge to cry is strong and she has to quash it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	newimprovedbat 2010-03-29 01:32 am UTC (link)
	He knew how she felt. "I know," he said flatly. "I've been there too." Pain in the ass as she is, he knows exactly what she's going through. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	batdaughter 2010-03-29 01:36 am UTC (link)
	"I saw it happen. The blood never goes away. Never. Neither does the sound. So sleep is a no-go." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	newimprovedbat 2010-03-29 01:49 am UTC (link)
	"You saw it happen?" Under his mask, Batman furrowed his brow. He couldn't imagine what that felt like. He slowed the Batplane down. "Look, I know we don't get along so well, but sometimes...at least talking about this kind of thing to a person helps." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	batdaughter 2010-03-29 01:57 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. Saw it happen. Smelled the gunpowder. Was coming around the corner as it happened. Nothing I could do." She shook her head, trying to summon up her brashness, her hardness. "Yeah, well...you don't like me, the old man kind of avoids me and I hate shrinks. I'll sort it out." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

newimprovedbat
2010-03-29 02:04 am UTC (link)

"And no matter how much you wish that you could go back and change it, you know that you can't." Yes. He knew how she felt.

Terry sighed.

"Look. We got off on the wrong foot. Bruce kind of threw us at each other, and we reacted. I'm not saying that I hate you or anything, but I could have acted better than how I did. How I've been acting. You've been through the mill and I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. I'm sorry."

And he truly meant it.

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batdaughter
2010-03-29 02:21 am UTC (link)

Marissa is silent for a long time, picking a bit at her costume.

"I wasn't exactly nice to you, either. It's really hard. It was always me and Mom. Then she was gone and suddenly I'm Bruce Wayne's daughter and the scumball who killed my mother is still out there AND my father--and I kinda always wanted a dad--doesn't seem to want anything to do with me. I shouldn't have taken my rage out on you. You don't suck that much.

"But you really can't tell time."

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	newimprovedbat 2010-03-29 02:32 am UTC (link)
	"You had a lot that you had to adjust too. I should have done more to help you. We both weren't in the best place. There was a situation and we reacted badly." The tiniest hint of a smirk might there. "In the future I'll try to improve that, O Mistress of Time." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	batdaughter 2010-03-29 02:37 am UTC (link)
	"Good. Because I'm trying, Terry. I really am. I know you don't see it, but I take this seriously. Hence the new and not so obvious costume. I can't help you if people can see me coming, you know? So. Tonight we patrol. Tomorrow, I get you coffee. Deal?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	newimprovedbat 2010-03-29 02:45 am UTC (link)
	"I know you are. I haven't exactly been making things easy for you. I'm supposed to train you, after all. And that's what I'll do. Train you. No more bickering, we're a team now." He grinned at her. "I'll hold you to it." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	batdaughter 2010-03-29 02:52 am UTC (link)
	"Alright." She grinned and adjusted her mask. "Let's go beat the hell out of some baddies." This might work after all. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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