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Well, that's definitely one way to do it.

Better than letting those robots do it.

True.

Isn't that what happened to both Bruces this time?

You'd think, after going through it more than once, they'd be wiser about it.

[ Babrara will never let anyone else write her code,
or put words in her mouth. Or touch the million secrets she guards. ]

Edited 2025-06-10 04:17 (UTC)

Exactly. Aren't they supposed to be the world's greatest detectives?

That is what it says on the tin.

[ Not that Batman Jr. or Sr. come from her world. ]

I mean, that's what it says. Guess they're not very good at it.

Or they're just being fussy & refusing to be smart.
They can get more stubborn than is good for them.

We haven't really had the chacne to talk before, you and I.
I was hoping we would at some point. Jason told me about you being here.

Of course he did.

Who the hell are you?

[ Hmh.

She keeps it simple at first. ]

Barbara Gordon.

The commissioner?

[ Intersting; and baby makes three. ]

Not currently. That's my dad, and I haven't asked since I was about eighteen if he'd still shred all my applications to the police academy to deny anyone to ability to approve one.

[ Also, because he knows now what she does—as Batgirl and Oracle.
He knows it's more dangerous than what he stopped her for.
And, also, more fulfilling ]

However, I have heard from two other people about being the Commissioner in their world as well. [ One where she never became Batgirl or Oracle, instead creating an AI Oracle, and one where she became Batgirl but not Oracle. Not that any of those are things she'd say on open lines. ] One from an earlier, but different, multiverse version of Dick, and one from the older Bruce.

I hate to say it, but you've been commissioner for a while.

[Jason doesn't want to imply that her dad is long dead, but those are the facts of the situation.]

My Bruce is pretty fucking old. And he's a major asshole.

[ While the second part is something Barbara wouldn't be surprised to hear any Jason say—well, not the second Jason, with his apparently more emotionally mature Bruce—but hearing it from the third is like hearing a song she well and truly knows. Back home in her world, Bruce and Jason go in and out of horrible spots with each other all the time, and it wouldn't be surprising to hear Jason say that easily.

But the other part. She decides to attempt the consideration. ]

The other Dick, he said, his was older, too. They'd had a falling out over him being— [ Violent. Murderous. Heartless. All words Dick Grayson did not use to describe his father—but then the second hadn't felt he was that much of a father either. ] —too intense. That they never really patched it up after that.

[Jason scoffs.]

'Too intense' is putting it lightly. Dick left the manor and never came back. That's why Bruce had me.

[He huffs.] Well, until he fired me.

If we're talking about the same world, I'm sorry you missed Dick. He spoke well of you;
said that things had been tense but you were both in a better place at the moment.

[ She considers and then continues. ]

He mostly said he was concerned and cared, and hoped he'd get back home soon to continue helping with everything there.

[Jason is quiet for a few beats as he thinks back to Dick, to how earnestly Dick tried to save him from Deathstroke to that moment on the roof and how they were almost becoming brothers at the end.]

Yeah, well it didn't fucking help. So gold star to him.

I'm sorry to hear that.

[ This isn't the place to ask what happened, likely, but she still wonders. ]

Whatever. I don't fucking need him or Bruce. [But he does desperately want their attention, even if his Bruce can be deeply cruel.]

[ She doesn't think that's true. She doesn't know their world, and maybe he shouldn't need that version Bruce at least, but that doesn't actually change needing them and Jason, every Jason, needed people. And was mostly feral as a starved cat at being pressed to admit it. ]

What do you need?

If you don't mind me asking.
If you do, I'd understand, too.

I don't fucking need anything. [Jason angrily responds to the implication that he needs anyone or anything she could possibly give him.

He has his eyes on the prize: the fear antidote.]

Leave me alone.

[ Sigh.
A breath. ]

Of course.

I'll be here if you ever want to reach out.

That'll be never. [Click!]

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