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[The feed crackles to life on the face of what seems to be your typical Southern California girl. Blonde, tan, athletic, perky. A close look at her eys belies a sort of fire there, though. A steely-eyed determination punctuated by the sparkle of promise. She's a stranger in a strange land, sure, but she's also aware that she's not the only one. More than that, she's been chosen. CHOSEN. Not as a tennis champ. Not as a childhood beauty pageant queen. No. She's been chosen as a HERO. The excitement all over her face is hard to miss.]

Hi! I'm Bette. Kane. Bette Kane. Is me. And that could probably have gone a little bit smoother. Some of you might know me as Flamebird. Maybe Hawkfire. Most likely not, though? I'm not, like, as popular as Batgirl.

[She even sounds like your stereotypical SoCal girl. A little Cher Horowitz, a little Elle Woods, a little Summer Roberts. Bright, warm, perky. A slight uptick. The excitement that was on her face a moment ago is shadowed by a little bit of self-doubt, suddenly.]

Actually, is there anyone from home here? I mean, I'm obviously new, but you know. If you've heard of Gotham City, or Metropolis, or Coast City... Drop a hey my way? I mean, even if you're not from back home, say hey. I could use some help getting acclimated. Find the hotspots for food, clothes.

Meting out justice.

You know how it goes. I'm thinking I'll brave the rain and head into the city later, but. A buddy might be nice.

So yeah. ...This doesn't sound like a Tinder or Hooq profile, does it?

[She opens her mouth to say something more and then visibly thinks better of it. Click.]

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Me neither. I wound up in France at the time.

[Ugh, with the devolver nonsense that screwed up Angie for a while.

Man, he does not miss Stormwatch.]

I was kind of in a coma at the time.

But I got better.

[Considering she'd been cut open from groin to sternum and her heart had stopped twice. There had been severe head trauma too.]

All things considered, it could have been worse.

You could have gotten worse?

I could have died.

But you didn't.

Well, no. I survived. I got out of it. I had help.

Batwoman?

My uncle. Batwoman, eventually, sure. But my uncle, mostly. He dove in and...well, he made promises to me. He begged me to live. Resurrected me, as it were. Goodbye Flamebird, hello Hawkfire.

Sounds like you got lucky. Having a guy like that as your uncle, I mean.

He's amazing. Retired colonel. Great man. Without him...I might not have survived.

But you did survive. And you're here now.

Yeah, yeah. I'm a survivor, I'm not gon' give up, I'm not gon' stop, I'm gon' work harder.

Lyrics to live by.

[Those are lyrics? The More You Know.]

And now that you're here, you can do whatever you want.

[Destiny's Child, buddy. Best girl group this side of the Supremes. ~~Okay that might be an overstatement.~~]

Pretty much still gonna mean suiting up and dishing out a sweet serving of just desserts.

[He's not a music person.]

Heh, like there's anything else to the caped and cowled set.

[Pity. How does he get his groove on when he's home alone?]

Well, there is outside of the cape and cowl. Not that I wear a cape anymore. But it's not a bad way of life, all things considered.

[He much prefers the groans of drug dealers as they hit the floor.]

Oh I'm not judging.

[Sure, that's fun too, but a girl can't dance and make out to that. Well, Bette can't, at any rate.]

Better not be.

Are you threatening me, Ms. Kane?

[Hey, there's a smirk on his face, so he probably doesn't believe she is.]

[Bette cheekily grins at him.]

You could read it that way if you like, M. I'm known for taking down guys three times my size, you know.

You must be a--[what's the word]--hobbit, then.

Uh, no. Just petite. My pedicurist can attest to the fact that I don't have strange, giant, hairy feet.

I dunno, pretty sure that falls under pedicurist-client privilege.

Don't think that exists, sadly. You know they're nattering on about you when your feet aren't in their face.

I'll have to take your word for it.

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