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Tweak says, "I wear a Fez now. "

r_fischer (r_fischer) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-08-03 23:30:00

Entry tags:

barbara gordon, robert fischer

Who: Robert Fischer and OPEN
What: Fear Toxin attack
Where: Outside the apartments
When: August 03, 2012
Rating: Mid level
Warnings: Character Death, slight gore

Robert sighed, rubbing his neck as he headed home after a long day of trying to gain capital to start his own business. For a world that made it's easy on it's residents, it was becoming a struggle to get a loan.

He shoved his hands into his pockets, fishing around for his cigarettes when yellow fog started to roll across the streets, pouring from a pumpkin shaped barrel, forcing him to choke.

He gasped softly, looking around in confusion, covering his mouth as he tried to figure out what was going on. The fog started to clear, revealing rows and rows of headstones, each decayed and rotting, much like the bodies beneath them.

Worried, he moved forward, through the fog, through the stones before giving a strangled cry, staring at the name on one, at Barbara's name.

Next to it, rested his father, his mother, his grand parents, his friends...

Turning, he tried to flee the sight, only to find his father staring at him, skin peeling away from his bones. "Such a disappointment," Maurice said, glaring at his son.

Behind his father, he caught a glimpse of red, running away from him, blood flying behind it. "Barbara," he whispered in a strangled yell. "No..."

He looked up at his father who snorted. "As if she'd ever fall in love with someone like you,"

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usedtobe
2012-08-05 03:06 am UTC (link)

The moment that Barbara knew that something was wrong, she had gone to her batcave and turned on all of her cameras. She wanted to make sure that everyone was safe. There were some people who needed help, so she called her friends and got them out.

Every time she tried to call Robert, he didn't answer his phone. It just made her search more frantically for him, and finally she did. It was bad, she could tell that from the camera.

Leaving cave in a hurry, she headed for where Robert was on her Batcycle as fast as she possibly could.

"Robert? Robert it's me! Don't pay any attention to what you're seeing." Sure there were Jokers all over the place, coming near her but she was going to ignore it, at least until he was safe.

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r_fischer
2012-08-05 03:09 am UTC (link)

"No, please Barbara," he whimpered. He was on the ground, clutching at his chest, face wet with sweat and tears. He had obviously been crying for a while, given the mucus tracks across his nose and upper lip.

"Please don't leave me," he whispered, rocking slightly. "You can't die on me...not now," He gave a loud, harsh sob, clinging to both his chest and the street, utterly broken.

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usedtobe
2012-08-05 03:43 am UTC (link)

Rushing over to him, she grabbed a hold of him, "I'm not going to leave. I'm not dying. You're not dying. We're fine. It'll be fine okay? Please.. you just have to hang on. Come with me. I'll get you some place safe."

She wanted to move him, but she wasn't quite sure what was wrong, other than the toxin of course, she wanted to know what he was seeing, but she couldn't ask. "Come on, you'll be okay."

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	r_fischer 2012-08-05 03:47 am UTC (link)
	"Shut up!" he suddenly screamed, struggling against her. "Shut up, shut up, shut up! She does love me, you dont' know anything, father!" he screamed and gave a gasp, clutching his chest tighter, curling in on himself in pain. "She does..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-08-05 05:59 am UTC (link)
	Thankfully Barbara was incredibly strong, at least in her upper arms and so she tried to pin him down. "No, I'm not your father. It's me, Barbara." She had to get him to the hospital, so she reached down to grab him and pull him up to his feet. "I do love you.. please, you have to come with me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

r_fischer
2012-08-05 10:39 am UTC (link)

"I can't," he whispered, finally focusing up on her, shaking. "It hurts, Barbara," he said and he squeezed his right hand tighter, blood dripping from inside it, something between his fingers that he clutched so close to him catching on his skin and making him bleed.

"Please, don't leave me," he said as he looked up at her, something in his eyes telling her that he knew this was the end, and he didn't want to be alone.

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usedtobe
2012-08-06 05:02 am UTC (link)

"I know, but that's why I have to get you inside. I have to get you safe.. shit.." she was holding onto his hand, despite the fact that he was bleeding. She wasn't going to let him go.

She shook her head, tears falling down her face. "I won't leave. Please don't leave me either. Robert, you have to hang on, okay? You'll come back. You have to come back. Please.."

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r_fischer
2012-08-06 05:25 am UTC (link)

Robert turned his hand over, slipping something round and sharp into her hand, looking up at her. He blinked, the long, slow blink of someone who was struggling to hang on.

He shifted, struggling, body shaking violently. He only made it far enough to collapse into her lap, clutching at her with the hand not holding hers. "I love you," he whispered, broken, voice trembling, almost a whimper.

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	usedtobe 2012-08-08 05:58 am UTC (link)
	Glancing down at the object, she started brokenly at it, and then looked back at him. She held onto him tightly, wishing there was something she could do. "I love you.. don't leave me. Please don't.." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	r_fischer 2012-08-08 06:02 am UTC (link)
	"Never," he whispered softly, brokenly, clutching at her hand. "I will always be there," he said, the trembling in his body slowing, stopping. Robert brought her hand to his lips, gently pressing against them before laying back, his entire body stilling. He lay dead in her lap, curled around her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	usedtobe 2012-08-08 06:09 am UTC (link)
	Though she'd been crying before, Barbara was starting to sob. She clutched him to her for a long while before she started to feel wobbly herself. All she could do was move him somewhere safe, and then get herself to safety. He would be back, he had to be. (Reply to this) (Parent)