Christmas With The Gordons

Summary:
25 December, 2014: Babs, Rowan and Misfit head off to lunch with James Gordon

Gotham

You know Gotham, pit of villainy


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  • James Gordon

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It's about nine twenty AM and Rowan is walking up to the Clocktower whistling happily. It is after all, Christmas Day and folks seem happy which is nice to see even if he doesn't himself get the Holiday. In his hand is a bag containing a pair of wrapped gifts: One practical and one indulgent. Gift giving is a thing that people do here on the surface so… why not. He likes Babs. There's a third gift in his hand, oddly wrapped. This one's for the one called Misfit, since she said she'd be coming too.

***

Charlie comm beeps and waits for the return beep at 9:30am sharp. She has a system. She bounces in once the all clear is given. She is dressed normal like, no costume. A pair of new jeans and a sweater, not an ugly Christmas one, no sir this is a snuggly looking nice brand new one. She has on new sneakers too. She isn't carrying any presents with her when she bounces, which may in part be the fact she is dead broke and recently lucky to not be homeless. Also she hasn't resorted to high crimes and misdemeanors to loot presents for people, that would probably break the bat-code.

***

Babs is ready and waiting for both Charlie and Rowan. She's managed to get a few hours sleep, a quick workout and a shower in as well… Today, she's dressed up a little but left her hair down. On the table, there's a bag of gifts for her take with her.

Seeing Rowan approach, she unlocks the door and lifts and is waiting in her apartment for him to appear. Sending the reply commbeep to Misfit, she expects the young woman will appear soon as well. At least Rowan knows that about Charlie.

***

Rowan does and when Charlie appears she gets an oddly shaped bundle wrapped in brightly colored paper with dradles on it. Well, he didn't get it quite right. It's his first Christmas. Sue him. "Hello there Charlie. Coming up with me?" The Blue steps into the elevator and enjoys the ride up.

***

Misfit accepts it "I guess so…" she looks around at the unfamiliar elevator and acts casual as she peers curious at the present "What is this.. is that a dradle?" she is so confuse but up they go.

***

Babs is waiting for Charlie to bounce right on in and it's not till she glances at the video feed on her tablet that she realises where she is.

The elevator door opens, and she smiles at the two. "What's that you've got, Charlie?" Babs nods at the gift "Rowan, thanks for coming to get us, I'm just about ready."

***

Rowan smiles. "I don't think she knows. She hasn't opened it yet." He grins and winks at the young Misfit before turning to Babs with a smile and a half bow. "I arraged for ground transportation for us today. I did not think, fun as it might be, dragon flights to your Father's house would be something he'd appreciate." There's a news media after all and it's all very nosy.

***

Charlie turns the package around "I didn't get you anything Rowan…" she a smidge worried "Thank you though." she looks sheepish at this point but smiles to Babs "I'm on time."

***

Babs grins at the Blue Warrior "Ground transportation…. a car… is exactly what I had in mind." and then she smiles at the young woman "You most certainly are." Nodding to the gift in Charlies hand, she tilts her head "I'm fairly certain Rowan isn't expecting anything from you… Are you going to open that now or when we get to my Dads?"

***

Rowan hands the other two packages to Babs. He's not sure when the customary time to open them is and he doesn't indeed expect anything. He just wanted people to have gifts. "These are for you." He says quietly, standing aside so that Babs can get whatever she needs so they can get to the car he has waiting for them.

***

Charlie looks a bit flaily in the eyes at Babs "Uhm… I dont know.. should I leave it here and open it later… I mean I could open it in the car… or at your dads… .. how about the car.. right…" she turns and heads back to the elevator.

***

"Well there's our answer" Babs grabs the bag of presents from the table and follows Misfit. "I'm sure she'll love it Rowan, she's just… " and the redhead shrugs. "C'mon let's get to my Dads."

***

The car waiting for them is a rental of course. Rowan hasn't felt the need to get a car of his own just yet. But it is a nice luxury sedan and Rowan made sure that it would be Babs friendly. He does pause to get the door open and help her in and secure her wheelchair, but he's done this dance before when taking her out somewhere isolated before going dragon flying. Now if only they could figure out a way for her to be online whilst in flight, she could be a very literal eye in the sky.

"Okay, all comfortable? Babs? Charlie?" Rowan starts the car and puts it in gear, slipping into traffic with more ease than might have been originally expected of him.

***

Charlie bundles into the backseat on the driver side leaving plenty of room for Oracle in the passanger side up front with Rooowan. She starts to open her present once things are in motion.

***

"Comfortable and ready, Rowan. Thank you for the assistance." Aside from Lady B. as her chauffeur, no one seems to quite get it with her needs. Cocking her head slightly, she listens as Charlie starts to open the present, a small smile playing on her lips.

***

Charlie's present is a matched pair of Batarangs. Rowan had heard her grumbling about having bought some and having had them confiscated. The young woman's seemed less than kill happy (a bit exhuberant but not exactly reckless) so Rowan got the rough shape and dimensions off e-bay and had a pair made of the same superdense coral that his own weapons are made from. They're a tad small. They fit in the palm of the hand, clearly meant to be more decorative than functional, though rest assured they will fly true and won't break if used.

***

Charlie makes an ooooo noise in the back seat "These are.. awesome!" she holds them up and flips one of them around in her hand and then ohs "God I am glad I opened this in the car…."

***

Babs twists a little in her seat to try and see what Charlie has and not getting a great angle, raises an eyebrow at Rowan before pulling the sun visor down… it has a mirror. Angling the visor so she can see the young woman, Babs smiles widely "What are they Charlie?"

***

Rowan pulls his down as well and swings the car onto the highway headed out toward Sandy Hook and the Gordon House. He's been there a few times from the air. Well not there but that general area.

***

Charlie leans forward and passes one of the strange coral batarangs up to Babs to check out "A weapon for my work. It is pretty cool… I think it will actually fly in a pinch"

***

Accepting the coral Batarang from Charlie, Babs turns it over in her hand, examining it. "It's very pretty… and well crafted". "That's an interesting present, Rowan. Did you make them yourself?"

***

Rowan chuckles a little. "No, I had them made. I'm not a coralsmith. I was getting one of your gifts done and the thought occured to me. That's not quite it though, Charlie. Tell it to come back to you." When Charlie does, a minor enchantment will cause the batarang to flap like an actual bat and fly back to her hand.

***

Charlie looks mildly puzzled and then holds her hand out "Return." and watches the Coral 'bat'arang fly back like an enhanted bat. The sound Charlie makes from the back seat is probably best described as a high pitched noise resembling a Squee. It is an amazing noise that teen girls especially can produce.

***

The squee is met with a smile from Babs "OK, that is very, very cool. You'd better look after them, Charlie" Rowan gets a grateful glance "That is an amazing gift, thank you." Resting her against the head rest, Babs looks like she's enjoying the drive.

***

"I take it you'll wait to open yours?" Rowan smiles as they drive. It's a good twenty minutes but they're making good time and they'll be there before they know it. Rowan doesn't know what to expect but with Babs along how could it go wrong? And Charlie? Well Charlie's never a problem so far as he's concerned.

"Glad you like it, Charlie."

***

Charlie tosses it to the other side of the back bench and mutters return and Squees once more. "They are great Rowan…" she carefully tucks them back in the wrappings and out of sight cause well Christmas lunch.

***

The gifts that Rowan had handed to Babs rest in her lap and she looks sidewards at Rowan. "Would you like me to open them now? Yours are in the bag that we packed." The redhead smiles as Charlie squees and shakes her head slightly "You've made her day, thank you."

***

"You may. I do not know the custom." Rowan's still figuring this all out. "If you'd prefer to open them in the presence of your father that's fine too. I don't think any of them will be inappropriate." The comment that he too has gifts makes him smile. They're almost there now.

***

Charlie peeks out the window and surveys the drive. "Might be safest in the car." who knows what Rowan thinks is acceptable or inappropriate, he did get her magic batarangs for instance.

***

"I'll open them now… I think." She looks out the window and peers "Or one of them now at least, looks like we're nearly there." Choosing one package, she unwraps it carefully and just stares at what's inside before lifting one of the coral sticks and turning it over. "It's beautiful Rowan, but what are they?"

***

Rowan grins, knowing what's within. "Fighting sticks. You mentioned you had an interest in martial arts. I thought you might appreciate something both decorative and useful." Particularly considering where she lives.

***

Charlie peeks over the seat now and eyebrow archs "See… totes open them now.. though those are pretty neat." she flops back into the back once more, must not be seat belted.

***

"I most certainly am. Are you, Rowan?" Babs hands one over to Charlie to look at "Put your seatbelt on, Charlie." Babs knows what it's like to be permanently injured. Taking a look out the window Babs decides to open the other gift. The figurine, display… she's not sure what to call it… of a volcano and incredibly lifelike at that. She turns the gift over in her hands, examining it.

***

"Atlanean art." Rowan says as they pull up to the Gordon residence. "And yes, I am. It's part of my regular practice. I've been doing them so long now it kind of feels wrong to slack on them. Workouts too." He shrugs and opens the door, grinning at Charlie as he goes to get Bab's chair and help her out.

***

Charlie eye rolls but buckles up, she keeps forgetting people dont even know the half of it. She then unbuckles and tumbles out of the car full of energy. She snags the bags that Babs had for people while Rowan and Babs get the Babs.

***

"It's beautiful." Babs tucks the gifts away as they pull up and unbuckles her seatbelt. As the door opens, she hands everything over and swings out into the chair. Checking they've got everything, she leads them up to the door, knocks and lets them in herself. "Dad… Merry Christmas… we're here…." and she leads the group into the living room, which is decked out in christmas cheer, including a rather large christmas tree. "Put the bag of gifts under the tree please, Charlie." She asks

A deep male voice calls from the back of the house "I'll be out in a minute honey, just doing the next bit of prep for dinner. Did you bring the guests you were telling me about? I'm looking forward to meeting some of your friends." He says that like he's not many, if any, of her friends before.

***

Charlie nods and snaps too heading to set the bag, and quickly unpack it under the tree for Babs, making a neat little stack of the presents "That smells great." she notes.

***

"Why thank you, young lady" an older gentleman in his mid 50's to early 60's walks in "I've been cooking all morning. I'm James Gordon, and you must be Charlie" he smiles at the young woman before walking over to Babs to give her a hug and kiss "How are you doing, honey?"

"Dad, it does smell good and I'm doing well." Babs smiles up at him "And yes, this is my friend, Charlie."

***

Charlie looks up from placing presents under the tree and staightens up now dusting her hands off and then walking over to offer hand hand to Mr. Gordon looking thoughtful "Like the Gotham Police Commisioner… retired?" she smiles "Cool.. yeah I'm Charlotte pleasure to meet you sir."

***

Taking the young ladies hand, James smiles warmly and inclines his head "My apologies, Charlotte then. I'm pleased to meet you too." Taking the offered hand, he gives a firm handshake before looking at Babs "My daughter here, told me your name was Charlie." It's obvious he's teasing. "And yes, the retired Gotham Police Commissioner"

Babs cocks her head at Charlies introduction and smiles, recalling she hadn't actually mentioned any of this to the young woman.

***

Yes well, Charlie knows famous Gothamite figures and all. She nods "Charlie is what I go by, friends call me that, you can if you want sir." she is extra polite trying to be on her best behavior.

***

"If you like, Charlie, I would like" James smiles kindly at the young woman and then looks to Babs. "Doing well doesn't tell me much… " he admonishes

Babs smiles and looks at Charlie. "I'm pretty sure there'll be soda in the fridge, would you like one? Just… don't snitch any food, we'll be eating soon. The kitchens straight through there."

***

Charlie grins to Babs and then gives James a smile and heads into the kitchen. There may be a tiny bit of food snitching but she is really after a Soda.

***

The truth is, James does know a lot of what Babs does. Just not all of it. She's already told him about meeting The Joker the other day and what was said.

Blowing out a breath, Babs smiles up at James "I'm fine, Dad. Busy as usual and recovering from that meeting the other day." Babs watches for Charlies return. "I'm looking forward to lunch though."

***

Charlie opens her soda and sips it now. She smiles and snitches a tiny bit more pre-emptive food and then heads back out "It smells amazing." smells not tastes, shifty look. "thanks for letting me come to lunch Mr. Gordon."

***

"Mister Gordon, hello." Rowan offers his hand as he comes back from making sure the car is parked properly and legally and safely and such. He doesn't look like a dragon warrior really. He just looks like a muddy haired young man. "It's a pleasure to meet you sir."

***

James looks up as Rowan enters and smiles warmly again, taking the offered hand. "Rowan is it? Very pleased to meet you. Please, call me James." The older man looks thoughtfully between Babs and the younger man but says nothing. At Charlies return, he nods "Of course, Charlie. Any friend of Barbaras is welcome." With a slight nod, he returns to the kitchen "Let me do the next bit on lunch and then we'll do presents." he calls over his shoulder "Barbara, why don't you get your friends settled?"

Babs smiles slightly "Only Dad calls me Barbara." She nods to the chairs and moves herself to sit near the edge of the couch "Sit, sit… we make a thing of doing presents here."

***

Charlie's nostrils flare just a little as she inhales. Because well at this rate she may have a complex. Next year she will be sure one way or another to have something for everyone. Course by then she may release she can visit China to pick up something for people directly if she has to.

In the meantime Charlie just sits on a chair and blinks a couple of time, right Soda, siiiip.

***

"James, of course." Rowan smiles as he sits down letting Babs talk to her father. It's interesting, informative even to watch how they interact. He can see things, little mannerisms that they both have. It's cute.

***

James returns momentarily and smiles at the group, looking a little confused at Charlie. "I do hope, young lady, that you didn't bring anything." he says in a slightly stern manner. "Shall I do the honors, Barbara" but he doesn't wait as he pulls the gift bag she's bought forward. Handing a gift to Rowan and then one to Charlie.

Babs is quite happy letting her Dad do the honors and has a small smile on her face as he hands out the gifts. "I'm not great a gift shopping… I hope you both like them."

***

Dangit Charlie is caught, she needs to learn how to school her emotions and be all stoic like Nightwing or something. She opens her mouth and closes it "No sir…" then she looks at the present "I am sure itll fit Babs.." she peeks at the wrapping paper and starts to open it.

***

Rowan opens his gift. Actually, first he pauses to admire the wrapping paper. Paper is, for obvious reasons, not a thing often found underwater. "Ooooh… okay… let me just…" He's careful, opening it by the tape and sliding the gift out. Then he laughs. It's a cat. A book of cat. Asking if it can have cheezeburger. And… what looks like a very, very nice shirt.

"Thank you both. What'd you get, Charlie?"

***

Charlie has received a new outfit from Babs. Something simple, blue jeans and a t-shirt with some current motif. Truth be told, Babs isn't really sure what the motif is. "Charlie" the redhead says quietly "We get pleasure from the giving, not the receiving."

Rowan gets an imploring look "You're not all that easy to choose for. I thought you might like to try the real thing, feel how soft that shirt is." The texture was something that appealed to Babs.

James smiles and pulls out one last gift for himself. "Thank you Barbara" and he lays a kiss on her forehead before opening it.

***

Rowan smiles and does so. Then puts the shirt on. "Ooooh my…" Adaptive clothing can look like quite a bit, but it always feels like wearing a neoprene wetsuit, oddly enough. Well, it breathes better than that, but sort of like that. "This is wonderful."

Charlie's gift gets a grin and an approving look. Hey now she has a suit to go with those batarangs.

***

Charlie lifts out the t-shirt and then the girns. Also jeans. "This is great…." she smiles brightly and seems to mean it "I need them…" what with her very sparse wardrobe, which keeps getting filled in it by bit. "Thank you..and I get it.. just next year I wil get to share that pleasure if I have any say about it."

***

Babs smiles at Charlie "I'm glad you like it." she pauses and smiles again "Remind me to talk to you about a salary after the holidays." Smiling at Rowan, she nods slightly "I thought so…"

James has opened his gift from Babs and is smiling broadly as he gives her a hug. "Lunch is just about done, who's hungry?"

***

Rowan certainly looks hungry. He's also a bit curious as to what this new food might be. "I'd be happy to eat." The cant of his head is almost avian. Almost comical really.


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