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multiversallogs2012-05-30 09:42 am
shadeofviolent) wrote in multiversallogs2012-05-30 09:42 am
Entry tags:
[open] I am wrecked. I am overblown.
Who: Helena Bertinelli and Stephanie Brown
What: Chatting about stuff
Where: Helena's home in Bonetown
When: Tonight
Notes: None
Warnings: None thus far
After that debacle with the Militia several months ago, Helena had stuffed her costume into the very back of her closet and hasn't taken it out since. They'd struck too hard, too fast, and her identity had been much too close to being revealed... and she wouldn't have minded, except that if she's threatened, so is her son. And that's unacceptable.
So she's been lying low, building up her reputation as miss Helena Bertinelli, tutor to a small horde of the neighbourhood's children, and mother to a darling baby boy. Why, that delicate little lady couldn't possibly defend herself if someone took it upon themselves to attack her, much less throw the first punch in a fight.
It's necessary.
It's a drag.
She'd never recognized how much she depended on Huntress to be her stress relief. It's a lot easier to be sweet tempered during the day when you can take your anger out on thugs at night with your fists. It's not so easy when you have to bottle it up for days and weeks on end.
One of her only outlets nowadays are the visits she gets from Batgirl. Stephanie. It's awkward, because Helena has never gotten along well with Bats, but at least she has one person to talk to who she doesn't have to lie to. Without that, she'd probably have exploded by now.
Speaking of visits -- currently, Helena is sipping tea at her kitchen table and glancing at the clock. They'd arranged to meet up tonight, and Steph generally drops in around this time...
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Helena waves the box in her hand for emphasis before setting it down, on her way to Benny's bassinet to see if he's awake for company.
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She follows Helena to the bassinet, getting out the soft toy in preparation for Benny, if he's awake (if not, she'll just place it nearby for when he is). It's not, actually, an animal from Earth. Rather, it's got four legs with hooves on the end, spikes along it's back and a head a bit like a lion's.
It's also purple.
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Her dry tone of voice is softened by her smile as she lifts her burbling child out from his cradle.
"Tsk. Don't be cranky, topolino. Zia Stephanie is here to say hello. And look! She brought you a new friend!"
Benny is not exactly enthusiastic about waking, dribbling grumpily onto Helena's shirt as she sways him on her shoulder. He smiles, though, when he sees Steph. Well, rather, he smiles when he sees the stuffed toy in her hands, waving his arms out to snatch at it for a closer look.
As an aside, Helena flicks a smirk at Steph. "And by the way, I approve of your colour choice. Very appropriate... we ought to come up with a colour-themed nickname for ourselves."
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She holds the toy just out of his reach for a second, giving it a little shake to make it even more interesting, before handing it over with a smile. A smile that falters, just slightly, when Helena mentions a colour-themed nickname.
Because Kate is another purple themed superhero, but Steph doesn't even know where they stand right now. She won't let those thoughts ruin her mood entirely, though, and buys herself some time by wiggling her fingers at Benny and saying hello to him. Eventually she goes with, "I think I heard someone call me the Eggplant Avenger once." So Helena gets a bit of a silly aside, instead of a real comment on her suggestion.