video | id: cassandra cain

[cassassin]

[Well, it's been a while. The sun's setting, and Cassandra's perched herself on a roof somewhere in... Nonah, from the looks of it? Anyway, she's up somewhere she probably shouldn't be, wrapped up in an eggplant-colored hoodie and sipping at a paper cup of something from a coffee shop.]

Hi. I guess... I'm back? [This is some weird nonsense, as far as she's concerned. Her voice is still a little clipped, dry. Like she's still really not used to speaking out loud.] Two months. The time's just - gone. Like I never left. Nothing new in Blüdhaven, either.

[She frowns a little, like she's having some trouble getting her head around it. Whatever, time for another sip of that tea latte...thing she's drinking.]

I miss anything? [With an expression that basically screams wow, things went sideways huh. but seriously, what's new.]

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voice | id: kasumi

[stealwithit]

[ whoever this girl is--and Kasumi might have chanced upon her once or twice around the Archangel base way back when--she's seriously digging this rooftop coffee in a hoodie aesthetic. ]

You mean you lost two months entirely to the ether of the space-time continuum? Sounds rough.

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[cassassin]

[The text-to-speech readout on the id, plus the voice--Oh. Ok, she's got it. There's some kind of familiarity there.]

Yeah. Still catching up. ... Some friends went home. [Alfred hasn't been picking up, anyway.]

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[stealwithit]

[ She barely feels it, as it is -- seeing as Cass isn't quite in her vigilante garb. But there's something. Oh well. For now, Kasumi will really just stick to appreciating the hood. ]

Sorry to hear that. Lot of people coming and going, as usual. As for anything you've missed, well... I want to say that you missed a Swear-In gone to hell, but really, don't they always?

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[cassassin]

[She winces.]

Feels like it. [One thing after another with this place, isn't it?] How bad?

[voice]

[timecapture]

So... you were gone and came back? [No shit, Max.] How?

Sorry. I don't really know what's going on around here. I just popped up a few days ago. I'm Max.

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[cassassin]

It's okay. The Porter... sends people home sometimes. Sometimes they come back. But I didn't... spend time there. [she doesn't think so, anyway. just felt like she was gone and came back?? there's definite uncertainty in her tone though. TIME-SPACE IS NOT HER FIELD OF EXPERTISE]

I'm Cassandra.

[voice]

[timecapture]

So I've heard. Welcome back? [Because it ma not be an entirely good thing that she's here, but Max is willing to try to be nice about it nevertheless.]

Nice to meet you.

[cassassin]

[It goes over well enough, and Cass makes a vaguely appreciative sound.]

You too. You're... settling ok? [multiple meanings, consonant clusters - but she's pretty sure it applies here. hopefully she got the sound right.]

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[prostheticbody]

[There's a somewhat familiar face. Probably more so if she was wearing her costume, but the Major hasn't put that connection together, of course.]

Welcome back. It's been business as usual here. [Which is to say, barely contained chaos.]

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[cassassin]

[MAJOR!! HI MAJOR

Yeahhh she gets the unspoken gist there.]

That bad?

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[prostheticbody]

More or less. Swear-ins seem to continue their trend of being unmitigated disasters. Might want to sit the next one out, unless you like life-threatening danger.

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[cassassin]

[switching to private, tone to more of her Bat-mode...]

I can handle myself.

[she honestly sees no harm in the Major knowing who she is.]

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[andaway]

[Hm. Kal has never felt completely at ease around Cassandra, even before that stunt with Supergirl- but that doesn't mean he can't have a civil conversation.]

They have been doing it a lot lately. Porting people out without actually sending them home I mean, simply making them miss time in here.

I wonder if there's a purpose behind it.

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[cassassin]

[Where's the...private function on this thing again... She likes Superman, even if she's always gotten the feeling he wasn't sure what to think of her. That's fine.]

It's dumb. [YEAH GUESS WHO'S PETULANT SHE IS]

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[andaway]

It is, but kidnapping us to fight a war that isn't ours is also dumb. [Who's bitter this guy is bitter.] I just wish we had some.. warning before we're ported out like that, it's so random.

Everything alright on your end?

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[cassassin]

[and finally switching to private. there. Cass just nods, a little distracted.]

Could be better. [she closes her eyes, sighing.] I... haven't talked to him. Don't know if I... want to. Not yet.

[talking about Batman, of course.]

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[caerulea]

You have got to be kidding me.

Am I having a stroke or something?

[cassassin]

[She frowns. That voice doesn't sound familiar. SQUINTING AT THE ID...b...bl...blo...bluh...

nope.]

What? [?????? she's not parsing this at all]

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[caerulea]

[ She was waiting for more visual confirmation.

So finally she turns on her video. ]

This. [ She's gesturing back and forth between them on the videos. ]

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[quaerit]

[ Um. ]

I just saw you five minutes ago, Jane.

[ Why is she in a coffee house? Actually, why is she in a coffee house without him? They could have gotten lattes. And he didn't even think she wore tops with a hood, although that is a very nice shade of eggplant, and -

His eyes scan the other responses, and his brain scampers to catch up. ]

...but then you're not Jane. That's a startling likeness.

I should begin this over again.

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[quaerit]

[ Take two. Insert patented Richard Gansey Smile.

Try not to sound like an idiot. ]

Hello. I'm Gansey. You must have left just as I arrived, since I'd certainly have remembered that face.

Welcome back, I suppose?

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[cassassin]

[Wow that smile is practiced as hell. Still, she laughs quietly - heh-heh - and nods in response, shifting the camera angle. It's a little closer to her face now, and while it's still uncanny, there are some differences. Small scars here and there, things like that.]

Cassandra. I'm trying to... pick up the pieces.

I look like someone? [that's easy to piece together.]

[Video]

[tactile_telekinesis]

Oh, hey there.

[Video]

[cassassin]

Conner? [you look.... different]

[Video]

[tactile_telekinesis]

[Well there was moment where he was going to correct her. But then he knew people had known him from different times. He knew that he'd be given the name Conner not so far off in his own future. So he just smiles and gives a slight wave.]

Will be. I guess.

[He looks better, right? Play to his ego, Cass.]