Ah. [Her brow furrows, then, fingers tapping at her side.] Do you...want to know the extent of the damage? I could probably figure it out. [Not the way she could back home, of course, but she's still a detective.]
I, uh--Laura, Persephone, she stopped me. After she broke out. Wasn't much, compared to... [everything that was already happening. ugh.] But I still tried.
Probably needs one. [she doesn't know how laura is doing, really. but she knows that by default laura's usually about as messed up as she is. more so in a lot of ways, even.]
I... yeah. [she nods.] Can't help feeling like... [she looks up, lips pressed into a line, like she's trying to figure out how to phrase this. part of it is definitely cass's usual problem--absolute master of guilt. if she fails to act or doesn't save the day, she sees herself almost as being complicit, though it's worse than that this time. her diction is still sort of slow, stumbling, as clipped as ever. but there's not a terse way to express this, at least not one she can figure out right now.] So many people. So much damage. And Shiva... could have done so much. Stopped it all. But she thought it was good. She... saw a chance for change. Rebirth. Building something new. Like--
[she's... compartmentalizing shiva from herself because those thought processes were so alien to her own, like something that had been overlaid on top of who she was. but it's a line of logic, a twisted form of morality she's familiar with, though she's had difficulty placing the source. mostly because she's tried not to dwell on how her goddess self had thought. finally, though, it clicks.]
[Barbara waits patiently; if it's hard for her to find the right words for all this, it must be excruciating for Cass.
Her eyes widen when Cass says Nyssa's name, but then she nods.] Burn it all down and make something better.
[She smiles, a little, tense and grim.] That's why the whole Crisis happened, really. [Her voice lowers, a little, turning harshly judgemental.] People like that don't want to put in the hard work of changing what's already there. They value their own vision over the lives it will take, over the good anyone else has done.
[She's assuming it goes together that way - Shiva was working with the League, after all - but she doesn't want to probe, not after how distraught Cass was last time.
Answering questions is easier, if not simpler.] Basically. From what I've been able to figure out - at some point, the multiverse collapsed into one reality. But it left some survivors behind. The four of them lived in a sort of pocket dimension for God knows how long.
Clark and Lois... [There's no viciousness here; she just looks sad.] They grew old together, in their world. But in that little slice of paradise, she was dying.
[Then her lips curl as her tone turns venomous.] That gave Alexander Luthor plenty of time to work. It was him leading the Society, all that time.
[nyssa wore a weird outfit cut down past her belly button showing off a ton of tiddy and tried to win cass over to her side it was weird babs. better not to know]
Luthor? [no, not lex, not the ex-president. she would've said lex if she meant lex. but.]
[For once in her entire goddamn life Barbara is fine without knowing the details here. Why are you seducing her daughter to the dark side, Nyssa, stop it]
There's another universe where most of the heroes we know are villains, and Lex Luthor was one of the lone heroes in opposition. [She can't help but say it with dark amusement.] He and Lois had a baby before their Earth was destroyed, and managed to send him to another universe.
It gave him the powers we needed to save at least one universe, and also aged him into a young adult in a few days. Then it was all over, and he was alone with three strangers. [She understands how he turned into the person he did, but any impulse for sympathy is smothered under the weight of his actions.]
He used the Society to weaken us. Bludhaven was the highest body count, but they orchestrated a worldwide prison break, too; J'onn and I barely scrambled enough heroes together. Then, after his plans failed -
[In the scheme of things, it's so small. But her fists clench and her gaze darkens, all the same.] He's the one who almost killed Dick.
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I made a storm.
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I, uh--Laura, Persephone, she stopped me. After she broke out. Wasn't much, compared to... [everything that was already happening. ugh.] But I still tried.
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Then, quietly - ] But you can't stop thinking about would have happened otherwise.
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I... yeah. [she nods.] Can't help feeling like... [she looks up, lips pressed into a line, like she's trying to figure out how to phrase this. part of it is definitely cass's usual problem--absolute master of guilt. if she fails to act or doesn't save the day, she sees herself almost as being complicit, though it's worse than that this time. her diction is still sort of slow, stumbling, as clipped as ever. but there's not a terse way to express this, at least not one she can figure out right now.] So many people. So much damage. And Shiva... could have done so much. Stopped it all. But she thought it was good. She... saw a chance for change. Rebirth. Building something new. Like--
[she's... compartmentalizing shiva from herself because those thought processes were so alien to her own, like something that had been overlaid on top of who she was. but it's a line of logic, a twisted form of morality she's familiar with, though she's had difficulty placing the source. mostly because she's tried not to dwell on how her goddess self had thought. finally, though, it clicks.]
She thought like Nyssa.
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Her eyes widen when Cass says Nyssa's name, but then she nods.] Burn it all down and make something better.
[She smiles, a little, tense and grim.] That's why the whole Crisis happened, really. [Her voice lowers, a little, turning harshly judgemental.] People like that don't want to put in the hard work of changing what's already there. They value their own vision over the lives it will take, over the good anyone else has done.
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I heard some of it. Someone... bringing back the multiverse?
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Answering questions is easier, if not simpler.] Basically. From what I've been able to figure out - at some point, the multiverse collapsed into one reality. But it left some survivors behind. The four of them lived in a sort of pocket dimension for God knows how long.
Clark and Lois... [There's no viciousness here; she just looks sad.] They grew old together, in their world. But in that little slice of paradise, she was dying.
[Then her lips curl as her tone turns venomous.] That gave Alexander Luthor plenty of time to work. It was him leading the Society, all that time.
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Luthor? [no, not lex, not the ex-president. she would've said lex if she meant lex. but.]
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There's another universe where most of the heroes we know are villains, and Lex Luthor was one of the lone heroes in opposition. [She can't help but say it with dark amusement.] He and Lois had a baby before their Earth was destroyed, and managed to send him to another universe.
It gave him the powers we needed to save at least one universe, and also aged him into a young adult in a few days. Then it was all over, and he was alone with three strangers. [She understands how he turned into the person he did, but any impulse for sympathy is smothered under the weight of his actions.]
He used the Society to weaken us. Bludhaven was the highest body count, but they orchestrated a worldwide prison break, too; J'onn and I barely scrambled enough heroes together. Then, after his plans failed -
[In the scheme of things, it's so small. But her fists clench and her gaze darkens, all the same.] He's the one who almost killed Dick.
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Cat cafe, after I land. You and me.
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So, um--settling in okay?
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[Sorry, Cass, she had to.]
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No, but--really.
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Her triumphant grin fades, though, as she really considers her answer.] Not badly. I'm still...getting the lay of the land.
Which is harder without my surveillance network. [Cass. Cass she misses her cameras so much.]
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Don't... know how to help with that. League uses police scanners, mostly. [the monitoring room is so primitive, mom]
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That's...a start. [What she means, and what Cass can definitely see, is "that's fucking terrifying".]
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