2.14 - Voice

[breakingmyheart]

[Posted about two hours after Megamind's post.]

[Seconds before transmission, almost everything is reset. The lost areas and items reappear, the above-decks areas are restored in their entirety, and the 'space' and sunlight around the ship come back. Zero is returned to normal and anyone teleported down there is automatically released. Anyone who has had their powers or weapons temporarily removed will get them back. Auto-demoted Wardens regain their previous status and everything associated with it.

The loose panels are still around. For some reason, it's raining lightly on deck. A few random bits of furniture in the common rooms have changed colour.

The voice of the 'Admiral' comes from Toshiko's network signature, quiet and tired.]

I don't stand by everything I said, but I don't hold myself above any of it. Anyone who wants to call me a hypocrite, a coward, a sadist, a weakling…

[The feed shifts. Tosh's voice. Hi, Barge.]

I know. I just - I know.

I need…time. To end this without doing any more damage. Tomorrow I'm going to come out. I'm not - I'm not going to fight. I'm not going to defend myself in any way.

[There is a background interjection from Megamind: But I will!

Tosh is quiet for a moment, probably pulling a face at him.]

...Whatever's decided, I'll....go along with it.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[Oh.

It's not entirely a surprise, really, or it shouldn't be, but Barbara finds herself overwhelmed with it, lips parting.

And that's fine, she realises. It's fine, and she doesn't want to turn her head or back away. This feels...comfortable.

The way Dinah would, and her eyes drop.

Dinah isn't here. She may not see Dinah for years. And for all she knows - Dinah might not -

Iris is here, right now, and she's going to kiss her, and for God's sake Barbara just stop analysing and do -

So she does.]

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[routemistress]

[There's a moment when Iris picks up on the uncertainty and almost, almost regrets; except Barbara's response happened before the... it's not, Iris realises, exactly hesitation, it's that fierce, complex mind overthinking and multitasking under her touch.

It's not fierce or hungry, not this time, though there's a ferocity hiding behind it, tenderly restrained.

She moves back, one hand still touching Barbara's face, and for a moment her gaze is searching, serious, before it breaks into a soft smirk.]

We should do that more often, gorgeous.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara closes her eyes, just for a moment, relishing and wondering at the intimacy. Her hand drifts up to cover Iris', head tilting into their touch.

Her smile is soft, and a little awed. She definitely didn't expect this when she got up this morning.]

I - yeah. I wouldn't mind.

[Dinah's canary rests on her chest, but doesn't weight it down; she thinks her partner would be happy for her, wherever this goes.]