barbara gordon (pythia) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-12-21 15:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dc comics, *log, barbara gordon, selina kyle |
Quicklog: Babs, Selina, and Lucy; Gotham Memorial
[Babs was, in a word, exhausted. Also ecstatic. She supposed two words were fine enough for her. Lucy? Lucy was perfect, plain and simple. Swaddled in her arms, Babs couldn’t find much interest in anything or anyone but the tiny baby in her arms. After a long labor and some much needed rest, she had checked to see how Dick had broken the news to everyone – laughing softly at the million (okay, thirty four) pictures, and shaking her head ruefully at the namesake surprise in Lucy’s name – but other than being pleased with responses, she hadn’t mustered enough energy to respond herself. Not yet.
For now she just watched quietly as Lucy yawned, her tiny face scrunching up before her owlish eyes blinked up at her. That earned a coo, the start of a sing-song lilt from the redhead, but only for a few notes before she was interrupted by a knock at the door. ]
Come in. [Though she called out, she hadn’t taken her eyes off Lucy just yet. She hadn’t expected anyone in particularly, but she figured it was only a matter of time before more people started coming by.]