Blog is Dead. Long live Cass.

Former Indie RP blog for Cass Cain

[prettysilentknight]

Closing Down the Blog

Sorry, everyone.

I thought about this a lot. I really did. Heck, I even tried a soft attempt over in my Ava blog, but I’m just not cut out for this.

Don’t let anyone ever tell you that you aren’t amazing for running an RP blog, because you are. I absolutely cheer each and every one of you for the accomplishment. From the OCs to the die hard canon keepers, every one of you are shooting stars of creativity and cleverness and should absolutely know that you’re fantastic.

You are. You are fantastic.

I’m just not having a fantastic time any more.

Like I said in my last post, Tumblr RP is a hard gig. And after a lot of thought, I figured out it wasn’t just Cass, but the whole thing I couldn’t do.

So, rather than drag this out with awkward hiatuses and trying to find free time (a precious commodity for me these days), I’m ending it here. I assure you, no Bruce Waynes have asked me to give up my mantle, this was entirely my call. My life just doesn’t have room for Tumblr RP these days.

I’m sorry I won’t be able to finish the threads. I’m sorry I won’t be able to plot out new and wonderful scenes. I’m really sorry I’m losing a lot of engaging, brilliant, and fun people. I didn’t come here for the coding lessons and comic trivia, I came for the people.

And the people are who make it so hard to break away. You welcomed me, encouraged me, assured me, and let me build my version of Cass when I thought no one would give a flip. I had an absolute blast while I did. And if you liked the mun stuff, you can find me randomly posting whatever catches my fancy over at @nanashijones.

But this has dragged on enough.

Bye Clark. Bye Tim. Bye Dick. Bye Gen.

Bye Babs. Bye Steph.

Bye Rikki.

Cass out.

[prettysilentknight]

End of Hiatus. Maybe.

((I might be coming back this week. We’ll see. One thing I learned during my time off is that the wrong character can make this a hard time, and as much as I love Cass, she may not be the muse for me. I’ll keep everyone posted.

BTW- Happy New Year!))

[prettysilentknight]

Not Dead

((But it’s pretty obvious a hiatus is in order.

You are all lovely, but I need to catch my breath and recharge my Cass batteries. No worries, I am fine, I swear. I’m just taking a break for a bit. I’ll be sure to announce when my head is back in the game.

Keep on doing what you lot do so well. And I’ll see you soon. ::hugs::))

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guys, if i ever end up publishing a crappy reply or one that just doesnt give you enough inspiration

tell me

please

and i will fix it and write you a better one

because sometimes i just kinda flop

please dont let my sometimes crappy writing ruin a thread

[prettysilentknight]

(๑♡∀♡๑)

Cass shook her head, staring at the bottle in her hand.

“Num… ber… nine,” she sounded out. What did that mean?

Looking around, she realized she was in Claire’s apartment, on her beaten in couch, and wasn’t entirely sure how she got there. 

Okay, there was her uniform with the repair goo out, so she must’ve taken a bad hit. Checking herself over, she found a bandage on her side. She could move around it, so not that bad. But bad enough that she was here rather than with Rikki or her SHIELD apartment.

What had happened last night? She remembered patrol, Claire, then…

Claire came out of the bathroom.

And whatever Cass had been thinking about left her mind as quickly as the bottle dropped from her hand. A slow, powerful smile spread across Cass’s face.

“Claire,” she said, warm and thick as her cheeks heated and her pulse raced. It was the most perfect word she’d ever learned.

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Cass squeezed Claire’s hand, as she bit her lip. “Anything,” Cass said. “I just… want to hear your voice.”

She leaned in a little closer. She was just on the edge of Claire’s personal space, though the hand holding definitely breached that long ago.

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“Um, well, do you want to hear about the latest vet appointment Lucky had?” She asked, unsure. There were certain ways that she liked to talk about herself and unfortunately when people asked about her wasn’t one of those ways. In fact when she was asked to deliberately talk about herself, she always tended to draw a blank.

“Or we can talk about my last mission.” She added after a few moments. 

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“Last mission, then Lucky,” Cass said. She loved Claire with all her heart, but that didn’t make Lucky’s vet visits any more interesting.

“Were you hurt? I can treat you,” she added, checking Claire out with an intensity that would’ve been frightening on a regular person.

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Lois nodded. “When she’s awake, we’ll get her some ibuprofen. That should keep it in check.” She examined the contents of the stove. “And we’re gonna need more chicken soup. If that girl eats as much sick as she does healthy, this ain’t gonna cut it.”

Getting out her phone, she started making a shopping list. “Want me to finish up that new Intergang piece of yours while you’re tending to the stubborn? You can take my next byline.”

[prettysilentknight]

On The Road

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Cass took a hand off the controls, offering it to Rikki. “You’re welcome,” she said, earnestly.

“Now, rest,” she added, with a knowing look. “You’ll need it.”

[noworldnomad]

She was probably right.

“… Tell me when we know where we’re going?”

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“Promise,” Cass said, taking the controls back fully.

She pulled up, then leveled off. The steady roar of the jet’s engines turned to background noise, turned to a hum, turned to sleep.

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Other Nomad

[noworldnomad]

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Cass smiled at Rikki. “Thank you,” she said.

She went back to the food on the counter, shoveling more lasagna in. “Where will I sleep?” she asked, between forkfuls. She eyed the messy room as if hunting a suitably flat surface.

“Uh I mean, I’d give you my bed, but, uh… Are you okay with the sofa?” Rikki looked at it apologetically. “I mean Loki- uh- the god kid- he always thought it was pretty comfy. But you’re taller than him,so…”

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Cass smiled. It looked small on her face.

“Slept on worse. I’ll be fine.” She finished off the lasagna, and licked her fork. She looked around the room again, but never quite focused on Rikki.

She settled on the space just beside Rikki’s head. “You said you have a girlfriend,” she said. “What’s... she like?”

[prettysilentknight]

Off patrol for a bit

((Spending the next couple days with my girlfriend and her family. I may lurk, but that's it. You guys take care, and I'll see you on Monday!))

[prettysilentknight]

(๑♡∀♡๑)

Cass shook her head, staring at the bottle in her hand.

“Num… ber… nine,” she sounded out. What did that mean?

Looking around, she realized she was in Claire’s apartment, on her beaten in couch, and wasn’t entirely sure how she got there. 

Okay, there was her uniform with the repair goo out, so she must’ve taken a bad hit. Checking herself over, she found a bandage on her side. She could move around it, so not that bad. But bad enough that she was here rather than with Rikki or her SHIELD apartment.

What had happened last night? She remembered patrol, Claire, then…

Claire came out of the bathroom.

And whatever Cass had been thinking about left her mind as quickly as the bottle dropped from her hand. A slow, powerful smile spread across Cass’s face.

“Claire,” she said, warm and thick as her cheeks heated and her pulse raced. It was the most perfect word she’d ever learned.

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Cass glanced at the bottle and put it on the table. “Don’t know.”

She reached a hand out to take Claire’s arm. “Don’t go,” she said. “Sit. Talk to me.” She sounded so eager and intent. Her eyes were bright and dancing with… something.

Basically, she wasn’t at all like the aloof Cass that Claire had gotten to know before.

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Claire frowned as Cassandra took her arm, stopping her from leaving. This was just not normal, she thought as she forced a smile on her face. “Talk about what?” She asked as she sat back down. But better to appease the injured girl than aggravate causing her to leave and possibly re-injure herself.

It probably had something to do with that bottle but she would focus on that later, first talk to her normally distant friend.

[prettysilentknight]

Cass squeezed Claire’s hand, as she bit her lip. “Anything,” Cass said. “I just... want to hear your voice.”

She leaned in a little closer. She was just on the edge of Claire’s personal space, though the hand holding definitely breached that long ago.

[prettysilentknight]

((I’m contemplating making a Lois Lane account. Playing her with @justakansasboy in the sick cass thread is just too much fun. I get to bring out all my old journalistic sass and instincts, which I haven’t touched in forever. I will think on this over the long weekend.))

[prettysilentknight]

On The Road

[noworldnomad]

[prettysilentknight]:

Cass nodded, tapping on what looked like a tablet mounted to the dashboard.

“Find someone?”

“Hello again to you too, young lady,” Babs said. “I have a few names. Want anyone in particular?”

Cass looked at Rikki, not in her usual way either. In that incisive, penetrating way when she was reading her. Looking back to the tablet, she said, “The best.”

Babs snorted. “Where’ve I heard that before? Okay. I have a course. I’ll patch it through to the Aerie, and you head in that general direction. Once I’ve confirmed your magic user is good to receive guests, I’ll give final coordinates.”

Cass nodded. “Thanks. Batgirl out.”

“Oracle out. Talk to you two soon.”

Cass pulled the ship up, angling it away from Metropolis. “Sleep,” she ordered Rikki. “I’ll wake you… when we’re there.”

“It’s okay.” 

She sighed and leaned on her hand, looked at Cass with a lopsided, tight little smile.”You’re doing too much for me.”

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Cass glanced at Rikki. A half-smile visible from her profile.

“You’d do the same for me. If… I were you,” Cass said.

[noworldnomad]

“That doesn’t matter.” She didn’t want to sound dismissive, and winced when she heard her own voice. “I just mean… thank you. Like, a lot.”

[prettysilentknight]

Cass took a hand off the controls, offering it to Rikki. “You’re welcome,” she said, earnestly.

“Now, rest,” she added, with a knowing look. “You’ll need it.”

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Other Nomad

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Cass smiled at Rikki. “Thank you,” she said.

She went back to the food on the counter, shoveling more lasagna in. “Where will I sleep?” she asked, between forkfuls. She eyed the messy room as if hunting a suitably flat surface.

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Lois looked at the thermometer, and it beeped. “One-oh-two. Yup. Flu. Which means fluids and calories. And someone’s got to keep an eye on her. This is gonna be fun.” She rolled her eyes.

Looking Clark over critically, she said, “Since I really doubt you’re gonna catch this, I’m voting you stay home. I’ll tell Perry tomorrow, let him know you’re doing sick watch.” Heading back to the bathroom with the thermometer, she looked back over her shoulder. “Want me to call Alfred? Let Team Bat know their heavy hitter is getting super care?” She smirked at her own horrible humor.

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“She’s a Bat…of course she’s not going to like being bedridden, oh I can’t wait for when she wakes up again…” Clark groaned aloud, burying his face in his hands.

“Yes, thanks, love. Don’t know what I’d do without you.” He called after, before turning back to the sleeping Bat, and deciding that he would go ahead and get started on the soups that she hated so much.

“You know, honey?” he called again from the kitchen. “Sometimes I think your puns are worse than mine.”

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“And yet, your puns don’t win Pulitzers, Smallville,” Lois said, coming into the kitchen with her phone in hand. She pressed buttons and kissed Clark on the cheek.

Putting the phone to her ear, she waited. Clark could hear the ringing easily. On the fifth one, Alfred picked up.

“Wayne residence,” he said, tone rich and cultured.

“Hey Alfred, it’s Lois.”

“Ah, Miss Lane,” Alfred replied, voice brightening out of neutrality. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Well, Clark was out and about, you know like he does, and he bumped into one of the family,” Lois said, glancing down at what Clark was cooking.

“Did he now?” Alfred replied. Clark could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Yup. And she was sick as. A. Dog,” Lois said. She walked around Clark, thumbing through their spice rack.

“She? Then I take it you mean Miss Cain,” Alfred said.

“I certainly do. Looks like it’s the flu. She wasn’t keen on the trip back, so he brought her to our place,” she said, holding out the cumin to Clark. “Just wanted to give you guys a heads up before ‘Master’ Wayne blew a gasket with worry.”

“I will be sure to inform him. Is there any assistance I can offer?”

“Nah,” Lois said, leaning against Clark comfortably. “We got this. Clark’s gonna play nurse since he got his flu shot.”

“I understand,” Alfred said. “Should Miss Cain incur any cost during her care, or should her condition change, don’t hesitate to let me know.”

“I’ll put you on speed dial,” Lois promised.

“And I will keep the phone close,” he replied, warmly.

“Good to hear. Later Jeeves,” Lois said.

“Good day, Miss Lane.”

“Done and done,” Lois said, shoving her phone into her sweatpants.

She looked down at what Clark had been working on. “So what’s the first meal for our patient Nursemaid Kent?” she asked, resting a hand on the back of Clark’s neck.

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Words and Phrases

[gothamslittlerayofhope-archived]

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In the Clocktower, Barbara Gordon finished up her meeting with a martian. Because this was Steph and Cass’s life now.

“Thanks again J’onn,” Babs said, typing through the program she was working. “We really needed a place to start, and I just didn’t get a usable scan with the mental mapping.”

“Just trying to help,” J’onn J’onzz replied. He smiled at Stephanie. “She is a remarkable woman. When you breach the language barrier.”

Babs paused in her typing. “So, you talked to her?”

“In her way, yes,” J’onn said, looking the code over.

Babs sat back, curious. “Do you think you could… I mean, I don’t want you mucking about, but is she-”

“She is a person who experienced a unique set of circumstances, and I would not begin to meddle where nature has already passed,” J’onn said, raising his hands in peace. “It would be akin to asking me to replace your technical expertise with another skill. A butchery of the mind, and a loss for her to genuinely grow on her own.”

Babs blushed and shook her head. “You’re the telepath. I trust you.”

“I know you do,” J’onn said, with a smirk. He glanced up at where Steph and Cass sat, watching the adults from the Clocktower’s rafters. He waved.

Cass waved back. “So, brain scan from a martian, special program to help you learn words, and Boy Wonder got you a shiny, leather-bound dictionary.” She eyed the book resting in Steph’s lap. “And only you would be excited about a dictionary as a gift.” Cass rested a hand on her cheek. “You’re something else, you know that Steph?”

      Stephanie felt the smile growing on her lips when the green man waved at them, and she waved back almost on impulse; something shy, yet eager. He was nice, and he made her feel rather comfortable. 

       Not that everyone else made her uncomfortable or anything like that, but she could communicate with him in ways she had been unable to, even with Cassandra and Tim. They got her—but there was always something missing. It took too many tries, or they couldn’t decipher what she meant. Either way there was something lost in translation. Who’d thought it’d take someone literally out of this planet to understand her.

      Her attention went back to Cass immediately after, but it was quickly stolen by the book she set on Steph’s eyes. Blue eyes grew a little wide as she ran her hands over the cover, a tingly sensation coming her cheeks when Cass mentioned it was from Robin.

      She tucked the dictionary under her hands, looking over at Cass, and her smile went a little sharp, edging into smirk at the girl’s final comment. Yeah, she was something else.

      ❝I… g-guess…❞ the small blonde said, and had the decency to look sheepish. Yeah, she was something else, she always knew that. But, for once, she was starting to feel like that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

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“You are,” Cass said, punching Steph lightly in the shoulder. “Trust me.”

“Girls, we’re done,” Babs said to the rafters.

Cass dropped to the floor, landing gracefully now. The lessons with Canary and Nightwing were helping. Lots.

“So, teach. How’s my roomie?”

Babs raised an eyebrow at Cass. J’onn openly smirked.

“She’s fine,” Babs said. “J’onn and I should have a program ready for her in a couple of hours. Until then, if you two want to patrol, go for it.”

“Woo! Hear that? Watcher and Batgirl on the prowl,” Cass said, pulling her mask over her face. “Maybe we can do some rooftop tag in the middle, huh?”

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✜

Cass’s eyes felt heavy. She felt slugging and disoriented. But someone was... She inhaled, sharply. She knew the smell anywhere.

She turned, seeing Rikki. She smiled.

Reaching out a hand, she took Rikki’s. She gave it a squeeze. “Hey,” she croaked.

[noworldnomad]

OH MY GOD DON’T EVEN TRY TO USE HARPER AND CASS’S FRIENDSHIP TO CRAP ON STEPH AND CASS

BECAUSE EVEN IF THAT WASN’T THE BIGGEST LOAD OF BALONEY EVER?

You know which relationship Harper is actually stepping into? Barbara and Cass. Barbara was accepting of her from the start. Barbara took her under her wing. Barbara got her all dressed up.

Barbara was also her mother figure even though there’s that weird panel where it looks like Cass is staring at her boobs for some reason.

I’m not saying you shouldn’t ship them. That’s fine, ship away. The Batboys get enough inter shipping and the girls deserve a turn.

But Steph and Cass have their own unique relationship and I’m sure the writers are going to use it. Cass and Steph approach each other as equals, without one of them offering a hand down to the other. Steph lets Cass get out of the Batfam headspace and allows her to make her own connections. Cass takes Steph seriously, she sees that Steph’s determination is a good thing and she embraces her for it.

They needed each other in the old canon and they’ll need each other again.

[disclair]

Kinda lame realising that we can’t have a new Babs Cass relationship since Babs isn’t that kind of mentor character anymore ):

[noworldnomad]

It is very, very lame

[prettysilentknight]

The more I hear about Batman & Robin: Eternal, the gladder I am that I dropped it after the first issue.

Someone let me know when Harper, Steph, and Cass form a teen vigilante, lesbian trifecta, using their ova-mind to bring JUSTICE to Gotham.