Doors

[After waking all bruised and aching and nauseous, like the morning after prom and she wasn't sure where her clothes were. It took a few tries, waking, and the cops were waiting there. She could barely see them, eyes all puffy and some doctor saying she was a real lucky girl. The doctors went on about a knife used somewhere else, and she couldn't remember real clear, but she didn't remember a knife. She remembered one thing - Alexander Murphy. And she told them as much, all disjointed and the world keep going black and bright again. But there was the knife, and she wasn't sure how much they listened, though they said they listened real good. Once they were gone:]

[Text to Cal H]
Cal. They're saying a knife.

[Text to Graham R]
Graham?

[Locked to Hatter]
You still doing fine?

[While normalcy has been restored to Gotham, clean-up is still occurring throughout the city. Police coordinating security, repairing damages done during the escapades of sirens, and corralling those that are having the biggest problems transitioning back into the real Gotham. Despite the immediate danger gone, it'll be days until everything is restored to perfection. Among the bats and birds flying through the night, there has been one notable absence: Batgirl, who has always had a hands-on approach during city disasters. But, she's been nowhere for days, and whispers start to fill the city of something bad happening to the blonde bat the citizens have grown to know (and dare they say love?).

There is a new face on the scene though. A woman in slick black kevlar and bulky utility belts everywhere and a purple shroud. Spoiler she goes by, and she's been seen a lot around the city the past week. On the night that the Bat, Red Hood, and Wonder Girl storm the New Arkham proverbial castle, Spoiler is seen downtown with the Riddler, who's gotten a new look of his own. People are starting to gossip about the new vigilante in town, and news outlets are starting to talk about the girl in purple and black. Curious about who was out there protecting Gotham now.]

[Stephanie B.]
[Eddie's been veerrry careful around Stephanie since the failed birthday celebration. On Tuesday morning, Eddie's gone bright and early, but he's left her a green health juice in the fridge and a wildflower bouquet on the table with a note:]

Riddle me this: Should I visit Arkham to destroy my deactivated tech and check out new warden? y/n/vy?

[The afternoon following this, the unconscious form of Ashleigh Donovan could be found outside the DC Door. There's clear trauma to both her face and both wrists, and though the wounds have obviously been treated through the door, things are not all well and good here.]

[Locked to Ivy]
[Once she makes it to the greenhouse.]

I don't smell dogs, Ivy. Let me guess, it has something to do with a certain clown being back in town?

I've seen people state that they no longer have someone with them. In their mind. Is there anyone out there other than me that does yet?

[After this.]

[She wasn't conscious when the kick occurred, wasn't aware that anything had changed, and perhaps that was for the best considering what Crane had put the pair of them through. After he had been taken into custody, minimal medical attention had been paid to his injuries, assuring that he would not, at least immediately, succumb to his injuries. It had amounted to little more than bandages around his wrists after they had finally pulled him from where Helena has nailed him to the wall and butterfly bandages to close the cuts upon his head. It was enough to keep him going, to keep him alive, but little more.

So when the door unceremoniously kicked him back through, it was Ashleigh who suffered. Her dark hair was matted with blood, the bandages on her wrists that had long since soaked through with blood, leaving her pale and quiet on the floor, half-curled into the fetal position.

She was one of the few people who had survived having Crane in their heads, but it wasn't proving to be a smooth ride.]

After this: [Locked to Louis D]
found your fucking little sister at the hotel today with holes drilled through her wrists and the shit beat the fuck out of her. she's at UMC, yeah?