Dinah Laurel Lance (
serinusniger) wrote2012-10-22 12:52 pm
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[Chiraptora: For Bryce Wayne]
The book launch Dinah so much wanted to go to is taking place in the ballroom of the Gotham Hilton, and the guest list is long and illustrious enough to warrant a large media presence in front of the hotel lobby, parting occasionally to let cars arrive.
It's into this crowd that Dinah, dressed to impress in red, with impressive slits up both sides, pulls her matching red Ferrari. She grins at the snapping photographers, pulls on her heels while still sitting in the convertible, and offers the keys to the valet who opens the door.
Then she offers a hand to her passenger, because coming out of this door will still be easier than fighting the other side.
It's into this crowd that Dinah, dressed to impress in red, with impressive slits up both sides, pulls her matching red Ferrari. She grins at the snapping photographers, pulls on her heels while still sitting in the convertible, and offers the keys to the valet who opens the door.
Then she offers a hand to her passenger, because coming out of this door will still be easier than fighting the other side.
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"I didn't know that was who he was! And he can be very charming."
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And see if she can avoid the subject of what her 25-year-old self thought of Henri Ducard at times.
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"Judge me all you want. I'm sure you've never fallen for someone on the other side."
She knows nothing about Bryce, she just knows who her own rivals have been.
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And the disastrous date with Jim Moriarty wasn't really a date with him. Just disastrous all around.
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"Yes, well, when I do something stupid, I do it completely," is her answer.
Then something occurs to her.
"And you don't even know about Damien, do you?"
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"Haven't heard the name."
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"And the grandson of Ra's Al Ghul."
So there.
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"Does your world have a Talia?"
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Dinah tries to sound neutral when talking about her, at least. "Bruce and she had a thing a few years ago, during one of our many 'off' periods. Ten years later, she shows up with Damien in tow."
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He has -- had -- a daughter.
And in this world, Bruce had a child with her.
"Did he know who she was?"
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"Oh, yeah," she says. "He usually does."
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"All due respect to my counterpart," wryly, "he might have you beat in the doing completely stupid things category."
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Sometimes people aren't.
She follows it up with a shrug. "Damien's life so far was much like Sin's, only his mother gave him material wealth while training him to be an assassin. Dick put him in the Robin outfit to give him something useful to do with the only thing he knows how to do."
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"That's horrific. They're kids. Training them as assassins--" She shakes her head, her fingers tightening on her cup.
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Dinah agrees with Bryce, and doesn't feel like voicing that thought. Not does she feel like bringing up Cassandra.
"Yes," she says quietly. "I know."
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Especially when dumped on by a woman who feels guilty about having kids in this life.
"They're doing better. Sin is doing really well at school."
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Bryce knows how inescapable the League's training can be, though, and she can only imagine it's more intense for a child. What kind of lives they'll lead--
Well. They'll lead better lives here than there. That's the important thing.
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"I'm busy right now."
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She raises her eyebrows, sips her coffee, and waits.
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"I just sent Cassie home," she continues, and "Jason's not due back on this side of the country until tomorrow morning."
She waits a beat, and adds, "and I have company."
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"I'm the last person who'll stop you if you -- need to work," she says quietly.
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"Alright," she says, again not to Bryce. "But I'm only doing this because I love you. And you have to find me another babysitter."
After a second's silence, there's a PAFF sound from the living room, a cloud of purple smoke, and a redheaded teenage girl looking around curiously.
"Did someone call a babysitter?"
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