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Cassandra Cain (dyslexicbat) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-08-06 21:16:00

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cassandra cain, the joker

Who: Joker and Cassandra Cain, former idiot Batgirl extraordinaire
When: Awhile ago. Watch me blush. Backdated before Remy, after Jason
Where: Um. Somewhere?
Why: This shit doesn't fly.
Warnings: Ass-kicking?

Cassandra Cain had never been a very level person. Out of the other members of the Bat-family (except maybe Bruce) she considered herself the most emotionally unstable. All it took was one more straw, the hospitalization of her boyfriend, to revert her back into an old routinue. It only took one look at Jason to have her running back home (after he was safely in the hospital where she couldn't do much good now anyway) to find every single stash of deadly weapons she had throughout the house and start strapping them on.

At this point, she was not thinking about anyone. Not how disappointed they would all be. Not how proud David Cain would be. Not how smug Shiva would feel. Cass let instinct take over in a way it hadn't in a long time. She hesitated before leaving, looking at her costume and at the last moment, grabbed it.

There would be no mistakes made tonight. She couldn't afford to.

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dogchasingcars
2008-08-07 12:00 am UTC (link)

The Joker wasn't exactly the type of guy to go out on the town, but he was wandering around tonight in one of the more deserted parts of the city. He wanted to see what it had to offer.

It was gritty, but it was no Gotham. Maybe Chicago would be a better home...but no, Bats and his little friends were all here. And were they went, he planned to follow.

Several henchmen stood uneasily by the truck they'd driven in as the Joker wandered up the street, talking to himself. He had plans aplenty. Gambit was set to be collected the next day, and they were going to have obscene amounts of fun together. He could already tell.

He stood in the street with his hands in his pockets, studying the dark, dirty buildings and the frightened looks of the few people who passed by. Yeah. He could like this place.

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