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. (spacecowboys) wrote in rooms,

Re: The Egyptian: Selina/Destiny
[Em was better at it now. No, Em was better at it before this new and fragile mortality that was in every little thing Em did, said, thought.] My sister. How intimate. [She was teasing, the smile warm, and she didn't know enough about the Endless to know Em could be replaced, that she would be replaced. In truth, she didn't think much about their functions at all. People died without Em in the door, and people would keep dying without Em in the door. Some things? Some things, the kitty cat knew, were unavoidable.] I wouldn't know how any other families are. You know how it is in Gotham.

[Once, she'd craved a place in Bruce's nest, but she wasn't sure what she wanted these days. She did know she was tired of trying, tired of fighting. No, she wasn't sure she wanted to be anything to the little birds and bats, not since that incident with Babs, and not since Bruce's return. But that was neither here, nor there.] I think we both wanted hot showers more than we wanted time together, at least by the end. [Also true.]

Ah, pity. I love hypotheticals. I don't love waiting. So, either we get to it before I need to go downstairs, or you take it with you. [The kitty cat, she was a good gambler, and she wasn't afraid to walk away from the table without a show of hands.]

So, how about you tell me why you're here.