8653/Visceral Visitation

Visceral Visitation
Date of Scene:	04 August 2019
Location:	Barbara Gordon's Apartment, Clocktower
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Oracle, Robin (Wayne)

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Oracle has posed:
Babs has had a rough couple days.

Stitches in her lip are healing and some of the bruising on her face has improved, but she's got a hum-dinger of a shiner on her left eye. The lid is dark black and it descends into bright and light purples from there... all the way down the side of her face to her jaw. She's sitting at the Oracle desk now, right leg wrapped in a knee brace is up on the corner for support while she goes through old case files she's recently yanked out of a NYPD and GCPD database server as it relates to Hook and the recent massacres.

A fresh cup of coffee is sitting nearby along with a half eaten bacon and egg sandwich.

She's wearing Wonder Woman pajama pants and a Rainbow Bright t-shirt with her hair twisted up into a messy bun. Big dorky red framed glasses balanced on the bridge of her nose gingerly as she scores through the information she's got on screen.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
Damian walked up the tower grumbling to himself with the large card-board box in hands as he stubbernly keeps his goal of avoiding elevators to get a bit more training in for endurance. Damian is wearning a nice relaxed suit that is all black except for a blood red shirt, as he had a few of them made it was currently his favorte out of action outfit. It wouldn't take him long to get up the stairs as he wouldn't pause just keep walking one step after the other the only hard part was not being able to see around the darn box.

After making it up to the penultimate floor which seems to start Bab's personal houseing area he stops looking at the door with yet another sigh, he thinks about kicking the door, though he thought that would go over poorly. So he stood there looking at the door for a moment thinking, and decided if Babs was someone as connected as he thought he wouldn't have to knock at all. She will be looking at her moniter shortly. He smiled to himself, and waited quietly outside the door to give her a moment before noticing him. He could put the box down, and knock like a normal person but for now he would just wait and see how long it would take. That is of course if she has not seen him already as he wasn't really stealthy carrying around a large box.

Damian is looking alright physically though he looks like he is in a bad mood. He had just ran into that crazy Amazon lady for the second time, and had walked away from it. This made him almost as cranky as the other things that has happened as he scowls at the box. He looked back at the door, and sighed deciding to focus back on goal.

Oracle has posed:
Babs knew Damian was in the clocktower the second his feet passed the threshold. A proximity alert notified her of shifts in pressure on the stairs, so she didn't even have to glance up to know it was Damian behind that box. He's the only person she knows, who has access to the Clocktower anyways, who would prefer to walk than ride the elevator. Most come in el-custumed anyways.

There's a little smirk on her unmade lips, but she continues going through her files until a little beep on another window lets her know he's gotten to the top floor and the apartment that is her sanctuary. "It's open." She teases into the mic attached to the headset she's wearing. There's not a lot of vigilantes out this time of day, but there's a few, besides which she's got her Birds to keep tabs on too. Some of them aren't as nocturnal as the rest of Gothams protectors.

Even before he can respond, she hits a button beneath the desk with her left knee and the latch releases so the suspiciously heavy door can swing open a little. He need only walk inside, but it'll require him to push it, which means she's not getting up to help.

She's in a knee-brace, sure, but it is highly unlikely she'd have gotten up anyways.

"I hope that's a late birthday present.. but if it's a box of kittens, we need to have a 'long' talk about appropriate gift giving options."

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
Damian turns to face away from the door walking in, pushing the door before he turns again, looking around a bit as he does quietly for a bit just taking in the site of the place before falling to look at her. He sighs when he sees her, it still looked rather rough but it always did though he doesn't stop her from getting up like most would. He walks even further in looking for an empty place to put the box now finally before he starts speaking in response, "If it were kittens, I think the first conversation we should have is air holes." and finally finds a place open enough.

"I heard some, but not the whole story." he explains as he turns away to put the box down, "If you need my services I do believe you know that it would need to stay between us yes?" he asks quietly. He was an assassin after all and they did a key thing. If Babs had asked him to do his thing to a specific person, and would not alert Bats about it. Well that wouldn't be good for whoever it was, though he says nothing more about it only letting her know the offer was there as he started opening the box.

"I figure just because your down doesn't mean you have time to be idle." he continues pulling out some files from inside the box, he finally turns around.. "So I brought ya homework to go over.. something to keep your mind busy if you will."

Of course this was all the information he had gathered about the few things going on in Gotham. Ninja Turtles, A rat that was their teacher, a secret organization called the foot with their take over of the Hand, Aliens entering in boobtoobs, just all kinds of crazy stuff. Thought it was a hard information dumb, he had hopped maybe she could do something with it he could not. Besides from his assassins days he had learned it was best just to bury yourself in work other then thinking about things, nice and healthy..

Oracle has posed:
"You are a creepy little man, you know that right?" Babs says in a strangely affectionate tone despite the words used. After a few more lines of whatever she's reading, both hands grab the brace she's wearing and hoist it up as she swivels towards him - and his box - in her chair. A forward rock has her standing up and limping in his direction since one of her legs dont bend right now, "Oh, yay, homework." That is less affectionate, but more humorous joking.

With the big box of information set down on her coffee table, Babs settles down infront of it to go over some of the top layer items, stacking them up after cursory inspection with slow nods, "You look sharp." Finger motioning at his suit, "You embracing the whole son of Bruce Wayne thing now or are we still playing, not the momma?" Half smirk, side eyeing her little brother with eyes cut off to the side behind her glasses.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
Damian nods, as he agreed he was a bit off though he doesn't smile at her jest just give her that hard stare quietly listening as it was just the way he was. As she picks out files she would see a few about the Turtles, and some about Vampires all in Gotham when he ran across them though the Selena might be reconized if Barbara knows her. Some information, about this new drug she might already know, but that some guy named Hammerhead, and his family are poking their nose into it which makes him suspicious. It looks like Damian has been running almost non-stop for a long long time, and if you look at him you might be able to seet it. The dark circles, the drain, as he often goes for days without rest.

He lets her finish looking at some before he answers, "I was in metropolis talking to a Caitlyn Snow about how she turned Killer Frost from a Psycho to what she is now." he shrugs a bit, "You will see I have also made contact with some Gothamites about the same thing, Ivy has actually taken me up on it though I am waiting for the right mission." he points the the folder. "Of course I have her on my own observation to make sure." he pauses for a moment thinking about it, but then adds. "I also approached Stockholm before the whole Spoiler thing."

Oracle has posed:
"Yeah, Stockholm referred to you by name." Babs' tone is a little darker mentioning the psychotic copy cat criminal, "Technically she said stabby bat, but I suspect that had something to do with you... as a general rule." She muses with no elevation in her mood. Clearly there might be some hard feelings, what with her current sorry state being a direct representative of Stockholm working her over like a racecar engine before a big race.

"I heard about the vampires from one of my Birds." Musing quietly, picking up the file to breeze through. She leans back into the couch and brings her foot up to rest against the table, laying it across near the box. "Tell me what you've seen or heard?" She can see the exhaustion, but she's not mentioned it yet. Damian likely knows it's coming though... it's only a matter of time until she puts on her mother hen hat: fixes him a bowl of soup and lays out a comfortable bed on her floor or something.

Robin (Wayne) has posed:
Damian looked over one of the folder that is hers seriously, "I tried to talk to Julia though I may of only made it worse." he gives a bit of a shrug to that one as he refused to blame himself for the crazy. "She really hates you it seems." he follows up with a shrug, "I warned her what happends if she choose this path, though Spoiler has priority on it now so who knows how that is going to end up."

He turns to look at Barbara, "I am begining to think I am just not good at talking to people." he says as serious as a heart attack as he reaches for another folder. "Like this one for example.. Amazon there is no doubt, and not from around here at least." he flips open a folder, "Prob just a Sups problem, but she has been wondering closer and closer to Gotham, and if she gets here she might like it and not leave again." he says in a warning tone, as he had talked to her twice now and she liked areas in conflict.

Finally he sighs again, putting the folder down he turns to her, "Then there is the undercover thing.." he stops hesitant for the first time since he got here. He glances around a bit, "Look... You prob already know, but if not keep this to yourself okay. If I tell you this you can not even tell the others."