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SUPERHERO HIJINKS LOG
WHO: Hawkeye, Red Robin, and Batgirl
WHAT: Red Robin introduces his new girlfriend to his old one so they can plot superhero things and be awkward, possibly.
WHEN: Not too long after Lydia's party, late at night / early morning.
WHERE: Rooftops of New Moore.
Hawkeye is tapping her foot, impatiently, arms crossed. She had expected Tim to be annoyingly early, and yet, here she is, the first one at the set meeting place.
She should have insisted they come here together. She's not very good at waiting.
So. Batgirl, huh. She had considered making fun of the name, but hell, she calls herself Hawkeye, and it's not even like she came up with the name herself--she took it from someone else. Well. Was given it. Still, not hers. She can't really fault someone for "Batgirl", I mean, at least that girl probably came up with it on her own.
She starts drumming her fingers against her crossed arms now. She's been on edge since the party, wondering what kind of person would take advantage of someone as obviously vulnerable as Lydia -- no matter how Lydia tries to deny it, there's something that girl needs to tell someone, even if that someone isn't Kate. It pisses her off. She doesn't like people going after her friends.
That thought just reminds her of her hallucinations.
Maybe she really should go to therapy. Not the I'm-spying-on-Dr.-Crane kind, but maybe those people at the hospital have someone she can talk to. At the party she saw nothing but the people she loved, dying, over and over again, unable to stop it.
Cassie, in the midst of it all, dying a hundred different ways.
She shudders, but not from the cold.
Tim had better get here quick.
WHAT: Red Robin introduces his new girlfriend to his old one so they can plot superhero things and be awkward, possibly.
WHEN: Not too long after Lydia's party, late at night / early morning.
WHERE: Rooftops of New Moore.
Hawkeye is tapping her foot, impatiently, arms crossed. She had expected Tim to be annoyingly early, and yet, here she is, the first one at the set meeting place.
She should have insisted they come here together. She's not very good at waiting.
So. Batgirl, huh. She had considered making fun of the name, but hell, she calls herself Hawkeye, and it's not even like she came up with the name herself--she took it from someone else. Well. Was given it. Still, not hers. She can't really fault someone for "Batgirl", I mean, at least that girl probably came up with it on her own.
She starts drumming her fingers against her crossed arms now. She's been on edge since the party, wondering what kind of person would take advantage of someone as obviously vulnerable as Lydia -- no matter how Lydia tries to deny it, there's something that girl needs to tell someone, even if that someone isn't Kate. It pisses her off. She doesn't like people going after her friends.
That thought just reminds her of her hallucinations.
Maybe she really should go to therapy. Not the I'm-spying-on-Dr.-Crane kind, but maybe those people at the hospital have someone she can talk to. At the party she saw nothing but the people she loved, dying, over and over again, unable to stop it.
Cassie, in the midst of it all, dying a hundred different ways.
She shudders, but not from the cold.
Tim had better get here quick.
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She pauses, and glares at the ground. She wants certainty, surety; she wants to be able to protect her friends and be sure they don't end up like her visions. She wants to take action, she wants to bring him down.
She's never been good at being patient.
"The older Loki on the island-- he has no memories of anything I know he has done. Absolutely no clue about any of it. I don't like it. Makes him more unpredictable. I don't want us to get ahead of ourselves here with your Dr. Crane, if there's a similar situation going on."
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And the thing is, Steph knows gut feeling isn't really a thing the bats are supposed to go for—they're supposed more about the careful and detail-oriented planning, but something in Steph's gut says this was Crane.
Maybe the fact that when the hallucinations started, the first thing she thought was, oh, not again. She cant't do the cool thing and add that her gut has never been wrong before; her gut has been wrong a lot, but Crane is the best lead they have.
"I mean, honestly, it could be a weird coincidence," Steph admits. She glances at Tim. "The, uh, information we used to have on him, he doesn't match the pictures exactly?"
Saying 'files' would probably give away a level of organization she's not sure Tim had revealed yet.
"But there's some stuff that does," Steph says. She clenches her fist. If he's already done this at the party, who knows what he could do next? "And I don't wanna dismiss it."
She blows out a breath, her cheeks puffing out. "Besides, I don't know if we have any better suspects."
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He turns to Hawkeye and echoes his earlier gesture. Go ahead.
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So she launches into the craziest idea she's had yet.
"This Dr. Crane--he's a psychiatrist. I wouldn't say it's a stretch that we might all need counseling after this, so between the three of us, maybe we can gather enough information to prove he's the one behind this. Or at least confirm our suspicions. Red Robin and I were both at the party, so it won't look weird if we ask to see him for therapy sessions after everything."
She holds her breath, waiting for Batgirl to either shoot her down or agree. She knows Tim considers it a good idea, but she's not sure what to make of this other caped crusader yet.
sorry you keep getting my one icon of steph as batgirl
"Yeah," Steph says. It's a risky plan, putting them both directly in Crane's hands, but it's not like Steph can talk about risky with a straight face. She stares for a little longer, and it's probably starting to look weird, but now Hawkeye looks familiar, and Steph doesn't do well with letting go of stuff. "It's good, yeah, I think that could probably work."
She tears herself away from Hawkey, and looks over her shoulder instead, while she thinks it over, her gaze going distant. If she offers herself up to help, she'll be admitting she was at the party, too. Plus, she's not crazy about getting counselling, not to mention getting counselling from Crane. She clenches her jaw, decision made. The decision is screw it.
"And," Steph says hesitantly. "I could help you out with it, too, if you want."
It's kind of vague, but it probably gets the point across.
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"I can do that. I can give you some bugs -- one or two to plant if you have the chance, a flash drive to plug into his computer if one is handy, and one for you to wear, in case things go wrong while you're under cover."
He pauses a moment.
"How much information are we comfortable sharing? It's a small island. If you two run into each other on your way to or from Crane..."
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She can tell the answer is an emphatic yes.
Fine. That's enough for her. She's worked with Tim long enough now-- she knows his scruples as Red Robin, and that is enough to fill in the gaps on how she feels about Tim.
Kate nods, then removes her sunglasses. "I'll go ahead and spill, if that makes you more comfortable, Batgirl. I'm Kate Bishop. It's nice to meet you."
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"Yeah, that actually does help a little," Steph says. She means both the secret identity reveal, and the fact that Hawkeye is Kate.
She reaches for her cowl, and pushes it back quickly. Instead of something useful, what comes out of her mouth is, "So, hey."
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As it is, he's pretty sure he's in for it. Maybe on both sides.
"Thanks," he says, and in a probably-futile attempt to move the subject on before his girlfriend and his ex start talking to one another, continues. "This makes it a lot easier to talk about how we know what we know about the party."