multiversallogs | I know it's hard but...

Who: Steph Brown, others [closed]
What: Monster fighting, rescues, healing
Where: All around Baedal
When: Over a two week period since Hasi broke reality
Notes: Everyone has their own thread starter, which are in no particular order, if there are any problems/questions please let me know!
Warnings: NPC death, gore, violence, monsters, PTSD, my inability to be succint, if I've missed any feel free to tell me

The monsters are new for her.

It's not that she isn't used to dealing with all the assorted bullshit that Gotham can throw at a vigilante, but there's nothing quite like this. There are people like Killer Croc and Zsasz and Black Mask, who might be horrific, but they're still people. These monsters are more like animals, but they're huge and violent and they hunt people. She's not trained for this, she's not equipped for this and she sure as hell isn't prepared for it. Getting the gun and new batarangs from Rex helps, and she adds a large hunting knife to her array of weaponry, but it still doesn't feel like enough.

It's terrifying, in a way that she doesn't have time to deal with, so she pushes that down and focuses on doing what she can. There's moments, as she faces down things that eclipse her worst nightmares, when she wonders if she should be hiding instead of out here fighting. But there are other moments, times when she wins, when she gets to reunite a parent with their lost child, and it doesn't matter that Steph is bleeding, bruised and exhausted, because she did good.

At the behest of Babs, and the reminders her own body sends, she forces herself to stop and rest once in a while. Usually she goes back to wherever Babs is, or Kate, if she happens to be resting at the same time. Her sleep happens in small bursts, a few hours here or there, curled up near Babs or Kate and letting the exhaustion take over. She tries not to eat too much, because she has no idea how long these monsters will stay in the city and she's scared that food will start running out. She's already started collect supplies, bringing them to the safe places and distributing them to people.

She doesn't think about the dead bodies she sees, or the injured people. A lot of Baedalites can look after themselves, but some of them can't and it's those who end up as smears on a wall. Except for when she has to stop to throw up, after seeing half eaten corpses; then she thinks about it, and she doesn't know how long she can keep going out and coming back alive.

She hopes no one will hold it against her if she gets killed.

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She listens to the explanation, it makes sense, and she figures if anyone knows, Hermione would, "Well, that'd explain the trip down PTSD lane." She has an energy bar in her belt, and it's chocolate flavour, which might be better than nothing, but she's distracted from getting it by the sound Hermione makes.

"You saved me," it's an answer to the question, and Steph gives Hermione's shoulders a gentle squeeze, trying to do something to reassure her. It's easier to ignore the memories now, although she'll probably be having horrible nightmares tonight, at least she's not dead.

"Are hugs a recommended treatment, too?" She's asking for her own sake, and for Hermione's; they both seem like they could use a hug.

"Oh, um, I've really got no idea, there's not much written about- oh."

At this point, she realises it wasn't an academic inquiry and wraps her arms suddenly around Steph. It's starnge- they don't know eachother that well, not really, but monsters will bring people together.

The hug is most definitely needed, even if she is aware that her hair is probably getting in Steph's mouth.

"...Have you been staying safe?" she asks, a slight, welcome departure from the Dementors. "No, I know you haven't. I suppose I haven't been, either."

It makes Steph laugh, in that scared and slightly cracked sort of way, but it's - funny, the moment of realization followed by the hug. Steph hugs back tightly, but carefully, because she's aware that she can be inclined towards clinging and doesn't want to accidentally hug too hard. She resists the urge to relax too much, though, just because the Dementors are gone doesn't mean there aren't other things lurking.

"I've been trying to!" The indignation is put on; because of course neither of them have been staying safe. If they were, they wouldn't be out in the middle of the street, "I haven't pushed myself to the point of collapsing yet, I think that counts as staying safe."

And it says a lot about how much Babs is hounding Steph to rest.

Hermione doesn't care how tight Steph hugs her; right now, she rather feels like she needs an anchor.

"It doesn't!" Hermione chides, but her tone isn't quite serious. They're in the same situation, really, aren't they? And she can play at trying to tell her off and nag at her, but she knows very well that it's hypocritical. She sighs.

Yes; hugs, as a treatment for Dementor attacks, do work rather well.

"As if you're doing any better," Neither of them have room to chide the other. Steph idly wonders if there's some sort of caffeine spell, to help people stay more alert. Maybe there's a potion. She's going to have to redouble her efforts to learn about magic.

Eventually she lets go of Hermione, relectantly, but she's suddenly remembered the people she saw collapsed in a few streets back, "The Dementors, do they kill their victims?"

Hermione's blossoming smile (helpless, hopeless, but you've got to) fades.

"No," she says, and she doesn't make it sound like a good thing. Her voice is full of dread, almost distracted by it. "Oh, God. No, they- have a thing called the Dementor's Kiss, it's- they steal people's souls."

She hadn't even thought- she'd been too busy trying to get them away from her and Steph-

She takes a step back, face setting again. "Did they get to anybody?"

It makes Steph frown in confusion, why is not dying a bad thing. And then it hits her, there are things worse than death, "Fuck." Which should answer Hermione's question as well.

She looks back the way she came, her voice a little shaky, "Five, maybe more, I wasn't in the right frame of mind to get an exact count. What's happened to them?"

If they're not dead, she's not sure what state they're in, and if there's anything her and Hermione can do for them.

I know it's hard but...

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