[Open]

[acro_bat_ic]

Who: Barbara Gordon, and OPEN
What; Reacting to the arena
Where: District 11 quarters. Also, common area.
When; The final week of tournament
Warnings/Notes: lol this is late. ;; (RL things happened.)

There was a surprising amount of numbness involved in coming back to life. Barbara's eyes opened, but she didn't pay attention to what she was seeing. People were rushing all  around her, but she didn't pay any attention to what they were saying. At some point she got up and started walking. 

Eventually, she became aware of something, beyond the fuzz of people walking by. A dark pulse of energy beating beneath her surface, like a second heart. Harder. Larger. She turned it over idly in her mind's eye, imaginary fingertips skimming across the surface. Anger, pain, hurt, grief. she felt a little sob trying to work its way out of her throat, catching in her sealed lips. She trembled.

Why was this so hard?

Comments

[bratwonder]

"Whatever," he said with a shrug. It didn't occur to him that she meant that literally, either, but hey, he'd figure it out sooner or later, right? Damian left it at that, expecting her to continue.

[acro_bat_ic]

She continued straight into the building, looking for the gymnasium equipment. Or at least an open mat for them to stand on. She was going to test what he was made of.