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“Everyone ends up alone.” "Stay close to me." "We need to get away." "This is all for you.” "How could you be so heartless?" "There’s gotta be another way out." “I’ve tried forever getting out on my own.” “I don’t wanna fight alone anymore.” “I never thought you would really go.” “I was being such a fool.” “But I can’t live without you.” “If I wanted to leave I would have left by now.” "Don’t let me down.” “And now I’m feeling stupid.” “I’ll only stay with you one more night.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Can’t take it no more.” “I used to pretend that I felt okay.” “I’ve failed you again.” “God knows that I tried…” “I was dreaming for so long.” "You are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need.” “If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity?” "We both know how this ends." “This is not what I do.” “Is that alright?” “Am I even human?” "I’m a mess." "At least I’ve always been myself.” “No one knows my heart.” “I don’t know what I’m doing.” “There is something that you need to let me know.” “Be honest please.” “Say you’ll stay.” "I’ll look after you." “I wasn’t looking for this.” "Here’s my number." “Where do you think you’re going, baby?” “I missed you so bad.” "You see?" "Come on let’s go and play!" “Be my baby.” “Don’t you ever say I just walked away.” “I will always want you.” “I never meant to start a war.” “I just wanted you to let me in.” “I guess I should’ve let you win.” "You make me crazy from happiness." "You’re my prince from the fairy tale." "Where do I go if you leave?" "I was afraid you don’t care about me." “I can’t forget you.” “I’m your destiny.” “You are like frost.” “We just have to wait until the next life.” "We need to talk." “Where did I go wrong?” "I lost a friend." “If I don’t say this now I will surely break.” “I’m losing my control.” “What’s mine is yours to leave or take.” “You’ve begun to feel like home.” “If that’s what you want…” “But I’m only human!” “I bleed…” "I can do it!" “Don’t let them in.” “Let it go.” "We only have each other." “Okay, can I just, say something crazy?” "We are meant to be."
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"Are you ready to head back?" Canary asked, putting away the last dish. "Or do you want to hang around for a little while longer?"
Jason snuggled a little deeper into his blanket and sent the blonde a worried look. “Five more minutes?” The longer he could prolong seeing Bruce the better.
Canary nodded, smiling softly. “Five more minutes. Take as long as you need. I have plenty of food to go around. Stay as long as you want.”
“Thanks.” He hummed and cuddled more into the couch. It wasn’t as fancy as the one’s in the manor, but it was worn and comfortable.
"You’re welcome." Canary smiled and turned back to the kitchen to continue cleaning things up. She hoped the boy’s stay would help him prepare for the coming battle he would have to fight when he returned home.
Jason stood up but kept the blanket upon his shoulders. “Did he call?” He just wanted to know if Bruce even cared enough to know he was gone. Jason bit his lip and clutched the blanket a little closer.
Canary paused for a moment what she was doing. “He didn’t.” She said, not wanting to sugar coat it. “But I know that he knows you’re in good hands, and are safe.” She added.
“Oh.” Maybe Bruce wasn’t too tumbled by his disappearance after all. Robin didn’t show his hurt and put the blanket back on the couch.
Canary watched as the young hero sat up, “I’m sure he’ll call soon.” She said, sensing that the boy was now a little disappointed.
“No he won’t.” Jason said flatly and walked towards her slowly.
"If you choose to think that way, he may as well not." She told him, turning back to the counter.
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Tim hummed. Guards. Logical. Maybe they store here the artifacts they restore. Valuable. So, how can a stranger get in here? If he or she cover themselves as a restaurateur. Or they are restaurateurs! Think, Tim, think about the names!
"In twenty," he reassured Canary, then sneaked away.
Canary snuck away also and started looking through the room on the right. Just more and more boxes. Things that the museum either hasn’t put out yet, or they were still cleaning. No paintings. She hoped that Tim would have better luck then she had.
Tim found boxes as well. He leaned to them to read the paper what was glued on the box’s side. Pots. Hatchets. But a peek into them won’t hurt. He looked around, then he lifted the box’s top and looked into it. Pots. Tsk. Next. Hatchets. He looked around again. Barrels. Tim smirked. Maybe bingo. He slunk to them, and carefully opened one. A painting. He put a bug on it, then he went back to the meeting point to report to his partner.
Canary returned twenty minutes later to find that Tim was already there. "Found something, did we?" She asked, walking up to him.
The Jokester smiled at Black Canary and said 'You want to go someplace else? This is for the birds, though that might make YOU want to stay here"! He then laughed at his own joke.
Canary frowned and crossed her arms at the jester. “What are you up to, Joker?” She snapped impatiently.
The Jokester smiled looking right at Canary and siad “Currently I am, shall we say, enjoying the view”! It is rather pleasant like a kingdom with wide tracks of land”.
Canary narrowed her eyes. “Watch it, I would hate accidently knock you from this roof.” The Joker was insane, it would take a lot of time for him to reveal his plan, a lot of bad puns and inappropriate jokes later, that is.
The Jokester yawned and then smiled again and said “Been there done that, boring threat is boring. You really got to come up with better banter BC. Why did you not say “I am going to twist and shout you off this roof”? Also why so cold I’m just beiing friendly? I can not complement a rather stunning woman of your caliber? I am a highly funny red-blooded man after all”!
"My banter isn’t my best, I’ll give you that. I’m more of a hands on kind of girl." She smirked. "And thank you for the compliment, but it wasn’t needed. Especially by an idiot like you. Now, will this go the easy way, or the hard way? Your choice."
The Jokester shurgged and said “Which ever way you want BC. Just please don’t use the cry, at this range it could very well kill me, do you want that? Anyway if your not willing to talk like a reasonable person I will just go enact my next plan, toodles”! He then turns his back on Canary and starts to walk away form her.
"No, of course I don't want that." Canary said, she narrowed her eyes once more. "What is responsible to you, Joker? I'm always up for a talk, why don't you stay? I'm sure we can find some even ground..."
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"I-I’ll be okay. Don’t worry."
"We need to get you to the Cave," Canary said, looking at him with concern. "And besides, it's my job to worry."
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Tim nodded. “You got it. Split or backing up each other?” Tim looked around as well. “Did you see anybody here?”
"Let’s split up. But meet back here in twenty minutes. We don’t want to go looking for each other all over." Canary said. "You go left, I’ll go right. All I saw down here were some more guards, besides that, no one else."
Tim hummed. Guards. Logical. Maybe they store here the artifacts they restore. Valuable. So, how can a stranger get in here? If he or she cover themselves as a restaurateur. Or they are restaurateurs! Think, Tim, think about the names!
"In twenty," he reassured Canary, then sneaked away.
Canary snuck away also and started looking through the room on the right. Just more and more boxes. Things that the museum either hasn't put out yet, or they were still cleaning. No paintings. She hoped that Tim would have better luck then she had.
"Hi, Aunt Dinah! How've you been? How's Uncle Ollie? I drew a picture for you!"
"Woah there! Hi Gwen. I’m doing fine, how are you? Uncle Ollie is doing just fine. And oh! You did? What is it of?"
"Untrained person" struck Gwen’s ear, and she narrowed her eyes. "Weren’t Uncles Dick and Tim and Aunt Steph all untrained before Bats took care of them? Maybe you could be at my side, be my mentor, if that’s okay. What do you mean by years? Five, ten…twenty? How long have you two practiced together?"
"Well, of course." Canary said, realizing that this conversation was getting a little out of hand. "But Batman has a different way of training them, and I think a different method with you would be best. I would love to mentor you," Canary said, smiling. "We’ve been in the League for years now. About five now I believe."
"Why best with a different program?" asked Gwen. She slid her hands under her legs and hunched her shoulders. "Five years? That’s a long time. I mean, I know I haven’t existed for five years, but still. When did you join, and do they invite you or do you join when you want?"
"Why did he train them differently? I’m not sure, that’s just how Batman likes to do things." She said. "And yes, five years is a very long time.” She chuckled. “And you have to be asked to join.” She explained.
"Well, every kid is different," Gwen agreed. "Maybe he likes to switch it up a bit, and because you never know if someone goes evil, and you want a fighting method that they don’t know to taken them down. Long time indeed. Just imagine, I’ll be eleven then and growing up. Why, though, do I have to be asked to join?"
"Yes, every kid is different. So are adults, not every single person is the same." Canary chuckled at the girl’s remark. "Yes, it would be a good idea to have a way to bring them down if needed. I completely agree with you. And you have to be asked because the team all sits down and talk about potential people that could join, we want to do what’s best for the team, and for the world. Not everyone works well on a team."
"Uncle Roy told me about the fight in the Watchtower when he found out he was a clone, so it’s good to have some techniques in case an ally, mentor, or protege goes rogue. Like what do they talk about when recruiting new members? What would be some things about me that would prevent me from getting membership?"
Canary nodded. “Right, we need to know each other’s weaknesses, not just for defeating them, but for helping them as well.” Canary thought for a moment, trying to figure out how to word it. “We talk about the person’s age, their skills, how they play with others. I don’t see that anything would prevent you from joining.” She smiled.
"I think a scary thing would be knowing about someone’s weakness if you go rogue, and they don’t have a chance yet to defeat you." Gwen watched Canary purse her lips and gulped. Would she ever be able to join when she gets big? "Why are ages, skills, and teamwork important? I know lots of those heroes end up working solo and seek the League only in tougher situations."
"It would be a scary thing." Canary agreed, nodding. "And all in the end, every little detail is very important when it comes to a team, and how it functions." Canary explained. "We need to make sure the team can work functionally in all situations."
Gwen nervously bit on her thumb. “Do…do you think Uncle Roy and Uncle Red and Uncle Ollie would mind…teaching me a few things?”
Canary nodded, smiling. “They would love to teach you a few things, Gwen.”
Gwen nibbled around her thumb and darted her eyes around before looking up at Dinah. “Well, what else would they teach me, and what advice would you have for working with Bats and GA?”
"There are endless things you an learn, Gwen. Everyone is still learning, you'll learn a great deal, and it's worth it. My advice would be to listen and be polite. Those are the key things, they're taking their time to teach you, so be respectful." Canary smiled softly.
The Jokester smiled at Black Canary and said 'You want to go someplace else? This is for the birds, though that might make YOU want to stay here"! He then laughed at his own joke.
Canary frowned and crossed her arms at the jester. “What are you up to, Joker?” She snapped impatiently.
The Jokester smiled looking right at Canary and siad “Currently I am, shall we say, enjoying the view”! It is rather pleasant like a kingdom with wide tracks of land”.
Canary narrowed her eyes. “Watch it, I would hate accidently knock you from this roof.” The Joker was insane, it would take a lot of time for him to reveal his plan, a lot of bad puns and inappropriate jokes later, that is.
The Jokester yawned and then smiled again and said “Been there done that, boring threat is boring. You really got to come up with better banter BC. Why did you not say “I am going to twist and shout you off this roof”? Also why so cold I’m just beiing friendly? I can not complement a rather stunning woman of your caliber? I am a highly funny red-blooded man after all”!
"My banter isn't my best, I'll give you that. I'm more of a hands on kind of girl." She smirked. "And thank you for the compliment, but it wasn't needed. Especially by an idiot like you. Now, will this go the easy way, or the hard way? Your choice."
The Jokester smiled at Black Canary and said 'You want to go someplace else? This is for the birds, though that might make YOU want to stay here"! He then laughed at his own joke.
Canary frowned and crossed her arms at the jester. “What are you up to, Joker?” She snapped impatiently.
The Jokester smiled looking right at Canary and siad “Currently I am, shall we say, enjoying the view”! It is rather pleasant like a kingdom with wide tracks of land”.
Canary narrowed her eyes. "Watch it, I would hate accidently knock you from this roof." The Joker was insane, it would take a lot of time for him to reveal his plan, a lot of bad puns and inappropriate jokes later, that is.
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Releasing a sigh to collect her frustration, she smiled at her comrade to signify she understood. Comrade? Ha, more like Batgirl’s wife! Nah, but seriously, Batgirl looked up to Black Canary as a big sister she wished she had. So, she can’t ever get mad at her for keeping her promise, or at Batman for that matter, for being that Batman will always be Batman and there is just no changing in that. Her yellow gloves transverses from being folded across her torso to rest each hand on her hips.
"Yeah," She answered with a smile, "The night is young and kicking butts aren’t the same without you." Walking a pass the super sonic hero and stops a few inches ahead of her. Only to peer back at her, in a bit of a taunting manner, she playfully spoke,
"Can you keep up?"
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Canary crossed her arms and titled her head, raising an eyebrow. "Are you taunting me, Batgirl?" She asked, smirking. "I should ask you the same thing." She stepped up next to the other hero. "Can you keep up with me?"
"Then quit making it easy for me."
"Watch it Bird Boy." She said, she crossed her arms and smirked.
The Jokester smiled at Black Canary and said 'You want to go someplace else? This is for the birds, though that might make YOU want to stay here"! He then laughed at his own joke.
Canary frowned and crossed her arms at the jester. "What are you up to, Joker?" She snapped impatiently.
"Hi, Aunt Dinah! How've you been? How's Uncle Ollie? I drew a picture for you!"
"Woah there! Hi Gwen. I’m doing fine, how are you? Uncle Ollie is doing just fine. And oh! You did? What is it of?"
"Untrained person" struck Gwen’s ear, and she narrowed her eyes. "Weren’t Uncles Dick and Tim and Aunt Steph all untrained before Bats took care of them? Maybe you could be at my side, be my mentor, if that’s okay. What do you mean by years? Five, ten…twenty? How long have you two practiced together?"
"Well, of course." Canary said, realizing that this conversation was getting a little out of hand. "But Batman has a different way of training them, and I think a different method with you would be best. I would love to mentor you," Canary said, smiling. "We’ve been in the League for years now. About five now I believe."
"Why best with a different program?" asked Gwen. She slid her hands under her legs and hunched her shoulders. "Five years? That’s a long time. I mean, I know I haven’t existed for five years, but still. When did you join, and do they invite you or do you join when you want?"
"Why did he train them differently? I’m not sure, that’s just how Batman likes to do things." She said. "And yes, five years is a very long time.” She chuckled. “And you have to be asked to join.” She explained.
"Well, every kid is different," Gwen agreed. "Maybe he likes to switch it up a bit, and because you never know if someone goes evil, and you want a fighting method that they don’t know to taken them down. Long time indeed. Just imagine, I’ll be eleven then and growing up. Why, though, do I have to be asked to join?"
"Yes, every kid is different. So are adults, not every single person is the same." Canary chuckled at the girl’s remark. "Yes, it would be a good idea to have a way to bring them down if needed. I completely agree with you. And you have to be asked because the team all sits down and talk about potential people that could join, we want to do what’s best for the team, and for the world. Not everyone works well on a team."
"Uncle Roy told me about the fight in the Watchtower when he found out he was a clone, so it’s good to have some techniques in case an ally, mentor, or protege goes rogue. Like what do they talk about when recruiting new members? What would be some things about me that would prevent me from getting membership?"
Canary nodded. “Right, we need to know each other’s weaknesses, not just for defeating them, but for helping them as well.” Canary thought for a moment, trying to figure out how to word it. “We talk about the person’s age, their skills, how they play with others. I don’t see that anything would prevent you from joining.” She smiled.
"I think a scary thing would be knowing about someone’s weakness if you go rogue, and they don’t have a chance yet to defeat you." Gwen watched Canary purse her lips and gulped. Would she ever be able to join when she gets big? "Why are ages, skills, and teamwork important? I know lots of those heroes end up working solo and seek the League only in tougher situations."
"It would be a scary thing." Canary agreed, nodding. "And all in the end, every little detail is very important when it comes to a team, and how it functions." Canary explained. "We need to make sure the team can work functionally in all situations."
Gwen nervously bit on her thumb. “Do…do you think Uncle Roy and Uncle Red and Uncle Ollie would mind…teaching me a few things?”
Canary nodded, smiling. "They would love to teach you a few things, Gwen."