codes&coffee

  barbara gordon ♦ oracle ♦ former batgirl ♦ knows everybody

[babsjoan]

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CLARK KENT !!!

His eyes narrowed, a ripple of confusion crossing his face as the words hit his ears. He shouldn’t know that… the name was unfamiliar to him. But there was something primal about his reaction. Suddenly his heart hurt and he felt an overwhelming sense of loss. Her words literally staggered him and he leaned back against the bench nearby, putting a hand to his head. “What… what’s happening to me?” he asked rhetorically, but really wondered what the girl was doing in order to make this happen to him. 

A gasp escaped her lips as he lurched back on a bench. “Clark!” She wheeled towards him and her eyes grew even wider when she realized what she just said. “I mean...” She almost corrected herself with the name he thought he had but it would make him even more confused as to why she would know his name. “Shit,” she mumbled under her breath. “Are you okay? Well, obviously you’re not but how do you feel? What’s wrong?”

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TERRY McGINNIS !!!

.he moved his hand to the glass sho she wouldn’t have to hold it. “okay,” he gave with a small head nod. “if something is bugging you you know I’m always here to talk to you,” he assured her looking Into her eyes. 

"Everything is bugging me." Barbara said with a small laugh. She couldn't help but be on high alert most of the time, always on a look out for danger. "But you know, that is just my normal mood. If anything happens out of ordinary, I will let you know. Deal?" She gave him a grateful smile.

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“we can get to me later could be better? what’s going on?” he asked with a concerned expression. Terry very much cared about Babs and if there was something going on in her life that he could help with he would.

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"Nothing." She sighed and smiled to reassure him. The ice she asked came to in a glass so she put her ice coffee down the table and pressed the glass of ice on his bruised cheek. "Just tired. Don't worry about it."

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DAMIAN WAYNE !!!

“Well I didn’t think you would ever do this.” Damian admits as he gesture to the mess around the kitchen. “You have a point there, don’t jinx it though.” He follows her out of the kitchen since it would be best to get away from it. His shoes were wet, but that’s alright. He needs new ones anyway since these ones were so worn down. “I suppose you’ll have to get something elsewhere with the kitchen destroyed. Should we go out?”

“Me too but oh well, surprise.” She said with fake enthusiasm although, it the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but notice how Damian was handling the situation better than she did. It showed how much he had mature over the years. “Yeah, I need coffee and something to fill my stomach. I should change first though. I couldn’t afford to be sick. Meet you here in 10?” 

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CLARK KENT !!!

“Skin tight suit just sounds uncomfortable,” Jerome grinned, but had to admit there was something that she was saying that resonated truth. As a reporter, he’d long since learned to trust his instincts in sniffing out bullshit versus reality. “Daily Planet…” Again, the same flash in his eyes from before. He could practically see what she was talking about in his mind’s eye! How… he had a pretty good imagination, but that was… remarkable. “A little bit,” he had to confess honestly, confusion written on his features.

Come on, Clark. Internally, Barbara had been cheering him on, cheering him on to remember thing. "Yeah. And what exactly do you remember?" There was a hint of smile playing on the corner of her lips as she had a newfound hope from this conversation. "How about Lois Lane? She's a Pulitzer Prize winner. I'm pretty sure you heard of her. I think she works at the Daily Planet too." She asked with encouragement. It maybe a little harsh to mention Lois just to push that memory off of her but she got to try.

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TERRY McGINNIS !!!

Terry gave her a smile when she pressed her drink against his cheek. “I pinky promise,” he told her as he extended his pinky towards her. It made Terry happy to know that she cared about him and that she excused his lateness. “How’ve you been?”

It might be a little pointless to make that oath because just like Terry, she would put her life at risk for the safety of safety of others. It was something they all had in common but she played along and picky swear at him. At hist question, she just sighed. "It could be better." She said, smiling at him a little. "I'd like to think it will be better soon. How about you? How have you been?"

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DAMIAN WAYNE !!!

This certainly wasn’t a situation Damian ever thought that he would end up in. Surely everyone makes mistakes, Barbara wasn’t an exception to that. He raises an eyebrow inspecting the damage. There was an awful lot of it that’s for sure, and all from a microwave? “You forget it in there? I’m at a loss for words, but this is all just stuff. It can be replaced.” Damian insists as he finally gets closer to her through all of the mess. “Did you need me to help with anything while I’m here?”

“Yeah, just material things. You got to admit it though, it’s an idiotic move.” She tried to laugh it off then took a deep breath as she looked at the mess in the kitchen once again. “Man, I don’t even know where to begin. At least, the gas pipe is untouched, I guess. Or else, there would be a  much bigger explosion.” Her eyes widened in realization. “Actually, yeah, let’s get the get away from here. I will call someone to do a further assessment.” She started wheeling out of the kitchen, gesturing for Damian to follow her out.

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GARFIELD LOGAN !!!

“Everything is as fun as it sounds when you know what you’re doing.” Laughing he stretched a little bit. “Besides its bound to be less boring compared to if you were doing it by your lonesome, right? Plus having a second pair of eyes never hurts when it comes to even the lamest investigations.”

“I agree, yeah. Two is better than one.” She nodded in agreement. “It is boring working alone especially when it is not field work which I do less nowadays. Not as exciting what I did back in a day. I like to have some company.” Barbara smiled at him gratefully before wheeling towards the people who were waiting for for the green light to walk across the street. “Hope you don’t mind walking.”

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TERRY McGINNIS !!!

Terry smiled and gave her a small laugh. “Oh just the worst,” he replied with the same sarcasm. He ran his fingers through his hair before answering her question. “Saw a mugging on the way over here. And I’m kind of Batman so I had to stop it and ended up getting a pipe to the cheek.”

Barbara grimaced when she heard his explanation. "That's one hell of a pipe." She said as she placed the cup of iced coffee against his bruised cheek. It could have gotten a lot worse but he made to fight crimes like this. "Try not get hit next time, will you?" She told him before gesturing for the waitress to get her more ice.

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DAMIAN WAYNE !!!

When Damian walked into the room he will admit that this wasn’t what he had been expecting. He’s suddenly faced with what’s certainly a large mess surrounding Barbara. He raises an eyebrow while stepping into the room, despite his shoes getting wet. Not that he cared, they were already pretty worn. “What happened here?” Damian decides to ask first as his eyes stop looking around them and then on her. “I don’t think this is normal, but I’m sure father would understand.”

She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Surely, this was Damian, he was practically family but it was so unlikely of her to commit such petty mistakes such as leaving a metal on a microwave. Admittedly, she was just tired but she wouldn't rest until they would know for sure that the incident during the pride parade wasn't just the beginning of a much grander scheme. "I...uh...I blow up the microwave. I left the spoon in the mug while I was trying to reheat my coffee." She heaved a sigh. It was not much of the damage she was worried about. It was more of the disappointment creating the mess. "Yeah, you are right. Bruce will understand." It sounded less convincing than she intended to.

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GARFIELD LOGAN !!!

“Ooooh, dark humor, loving it. I could morph into a grumpy catch and just chill in your lap, that’s also a fun idea.” His face seemed to brighten up when she mentioned PI-like work. “I could act as a smart guy too smart for the police force and decides to do his own thing his own way? Count me in.”

“Sounds like fun, I agree. We can make everyone think I have rare green cat.” Barbara should her head. There was no acting when it comes to Garfield being smart. At least, that’s what she thought. He just so happened he had a bigger, youthful heart. “It’s not as fun as it sounds really. It’s kind of boring. Maybe, you can make it fun.”

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KATE BISHOP !!!

kate blows her hair out of her face, trying not to redden with frustration. she jams her key into the door once more, and yet, it still won’t unlock. “i swear to god this is the right building. i swear to god!” she looks over her shoulder at the other woman, seconds away from stomping in anger. “god dammit.” @babsjoan

The last thing that the person needs to be told when they were aggravated was to calm down and Barbara knows that well. She doubt her frustration solely came from not being able to open the door and with that, she let her be frustrated for the mean time. “Well, somebody probably screw the lock as a prank?” Barbara said calmly, shrugging a little bit. “You want me to give it a go?”

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JASON TODD !!!

It wasn’t a surprise that ever since the Thanos incident Jason has been distancing himself from his family more than usual. He needed answers, it was something insatiable inside him that wouldn’t rest until he had some. After working alongside Supergirl and one of the Lanterns and learning of the gas’s existence, he couldn’t help but conclude that this was someone’s sick way of fucking with them. He’s yet to hear back from Bruce as to what the gas was meant to gauge however he found himself silently hoping it wasn’t going to tear away more memories from those he cared about. As Babs approaches, Jason’s offering a slight shake of his head. “No worries, already done.” He’s pushing over a coffee he ordered a few minutes prior. “Still the same order, right?”

A tired but grateful smile spread across her face as she took a whiff of the coffee he slid over at her direction. "Am I really that predictable?” Barbara was a little surprised her remembered what she usually ordered although, she really shouldn’t. All of them, anyone who had kicked the streets of Gotham with Batman were trained to be keen to details. She took a sip of the coffee and let the caffeine energized her once more, at least, mentally. “How are you, Jay?”

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TERRY McGINNIS !!!

Terry opened the doors to the diner sporting a freshly bruised cheek. He scanned the room til he found the other. “Sorry I’m late. There was uh, traffic.” He lied slinging his backpack off of his shoulders before sitting down across from them.

Barbara playfully raised a brow at him as he sat down by their table. “You’re right. The traffic can be so mean, am I right?” She said, he tone was tainted with a little bit of sarcasm on it. “And you’re not late. I’m just early. So, what really happened?”

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CLARK KENT !!!

There was something about the name that struck Jerome as familiar. He couldn’t put his finger on it, still. But there were flashes… of blues, reds and yellows. A shining globe on top of a building with a circle around it. Double doors and another news room - a different one… but a news room, still. “I… I don’t think so…” Jerome said, brow furrowed for a few moments before looking back to the girl. “If I can ask, though… if you met someone like me in Metropolis… what were they doing?” 

There was some spark of confusion in his eyes when he was trying to process what she was saying. In a way, she felt guilty but she has to try doing this way, pushing it out of him. “Well, he wears some skin tight suit and saves the world.” Barbara said it in quite theatrical manner, trying to pass the truth as a humor. “But he’s a reporter at Daily Planet, that’s why I thought you are him. Daily Planet, does it ring a bell?”

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closed starter for STEPHANIE BROWN ( @eggplcnts )

She had been waiting in the booth of the diner where Stephanie---or Paige---was working for almost an hour. By now, she knew that the people who forgot who they were somehow had begin to remember things. When Stephanie turned into dust, Barbara was devastated and right now, Barbara was very anxious, not really knowing how much she remembered or if she remembered things at all. As her eyes switched from her diner's main entrance to the staff door, Barbara had already made a small hill of shredded tissue, nervous at the anticipation of the supposed meeting.