Of Blues and Other Things

Summary:
February 23, 2015: Rowan drops in on Babs to speak to her about the Atlantean situation.

Clocktower - Gotham

Babs sanctuary


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Rowan wings his way back to land and heads straight for Gotham and the Clocktower. The news he has is… well, he'll feel better if he can just talk to someone about it. Aspen would be a good person, but honestly there's no one he trusts more than the person he's going to see now.

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Babs is in her personal apartments, checking her Oracle network feeds and generally relaxing. Seeing Rowans Avatar approaching, she waits till he buzzes up or lands on the Clocktower. She's still not told him she's Oracle and has maintain that facade.

She had sent him several texts throughout the day, as was becoming her habit, just generally keeping in touch.

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Today Rowan mentioned he was going out over the sea for a bit. He seems to be just returning from it now though he's brought her a new tea - a vanilla honey black tea - as is his habit. "Hey Babs. How are things tonight?" He murmurs quietly, setting the tea down and offering her a tight hug.

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Babs returns the hug and lets it hold for as long as Rowan wants. "Things are o.k, Rowan. What about you, how did it go today?" She's noted the tea, but they'll get to that shortly.

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"Interesting. Mera contacted me telepathically." Rowan frowns. "Arthur'd body is missing… and… the Blue have left Atlantis. Simon Williams and I found their ambassador. He said they were going to close the Pacific off to Atlantean traffic."

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The fact that Rowan is still hugging her, is telling, not that Babs really minds. "That's not good news on both accounts, Rowan." She frowns "Let's start with Arthurs body going missing… " She'll let him explain in his own time.

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With one good squeeze Rowan lets go and sits down near Babs. "Mera simply said it's gone misisng and the doctor preparing him for burial was murdered." Which is disturbing and mystifying all at the same time, really.

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"That's extremely concerning…" Babs frowns at the explanation "The question for me, is who would benefit from that type of move. Poor Mera, who is she coping?" She doesn't want to press for information but she does want to help. Holding out a hand, she offers a comforting smile.

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"She's stressed." Rowan says taking her hand. "And I don't know who would do such a thing or why. It's… a mystery. One that only Mera can solve right now. Since it's in Atlantis and I can't go there right now without risking a fight."

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Babs squeezes Rowans hand as he speaks. "Mmmm, I'm sure she is. So the Blue have broken all ties to Atlantis? Did you think to ask the ambassador if you could contact them, outside Atlantis?" Possibly not, if all this was going down.

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Rowan shakes his head. "I do not think he would have told me. Security concerns and all." With all the tension under the waves folks are going to be a little paranoid for a bit he's sure.

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"I'm sure he wouldn't have told you where they were" Babs tilts her head "But maybe he could have arranged a meet somewhere neutral. But that's a moot point right now." The redhead squeezes Rowans hand once again "I suppose we need to get out there and find them then?" Further talk of Arthurs missing body and what means for Mera is left, unless Rowan reopens the subject.

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"We well." Rowan rubs his temples. "When I'm convinced the sea to the immediate east isn't going to disgorge hostile Atlanteans at a moment's notice." Which at this point it seems like it might though… it's been going for a while and nothing's come of it yet but the one attack.

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Babs nods "So we sit tight for now and hurry and wait. I'll get the tech together, so you can move whenever your ready." Offering Rowan a crooked smile, she nods to the tea he's bought "Did you bring that for me? And, if so, shall I make some?"

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"Oh yes. Honey Vanilla. I thought you might like it. It smelled a bit on the sweet side." Rowan smles a bit. "And I'd love to sample some with you."

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"Mmmm, it sounds that way, doesn't it." Babs laughs a little "Sample… Come, keep me company in the kitchen while I make the tea." The red head, still holding Rowans hand tugs gently and moves towards the kitchen.

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Rowan gets up to follow, smiling as Babs swings the electric wheelchair on over. "Babs… I was wondering, and I know this is personal… you don't have to answer. But I was wondering, have you ever considered trying to… have your injuries healed?" There's magic and technological options out there.

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It is personal, not that it stops people asking and Babs can't fault Rowan for that. "Mmmmm. Why do you ask?" She's not sure she can actually answer that question "I've thought about it, a few times Rowan but… " she shrugs as she puts the water on to boil "I just don't know."

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"Because we live in a world where it might be done. I was wondering why you had not pursued such a thing… or if you had." Rowan is aware that such treatments are rare and expensive (thought not quite how rare) but the question stands.

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Babs watches Rowan as he speaks while she waits for the water to boil. When she speaks, it's slowly and thoughtfully "I've looked into it, Rowan. The treatments at the time…." The water boils and Babs turns to prepare the tea "were not only expensive, they were extremely experimental and … well, I was about as low as I could be." Her back to him, she shrugs "I couldn't face the thought of it getting worse than it was. It took a long time for me to come out of that funk and I guess I've never really revisited it."

Pouring the water into the teapot, Babs lets the tea steep, still facing the counter.

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Rowan nods slowly, moving behind Babs and putting a hand on her shoulder. "I am sorry if that brought up painful memories."
He murmurs.

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"It did and it didn't" Babs rests her cheek on the hand on her shoulder "It might be time that I faced it again. I guess that I've become so self sufficient and competent this way, that I push the rest of those thoughts away." Another shrug "Does that make any sense?"

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"You no long need it. So you no longer think about it." Rowan nods. And in truth, she doesn't need it. Not now, anyway. But there might be a point in time where she wishes she had it. It's something to think about, if not pressing.

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Babs nods slowly as she turns and hands Rowan a mug. "Let's sit on the couch" It's obvious the redhead is deep in thought as she leads the way "What do you think, Rowan?" she values his opinion and perspective.

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"I think that if you do it, it should be because you want it, and not to make anyone else happy." Rowan says with a smile as he heads over to the couch with Babs. "Having said that, I think given your… secrets, maybe you should consider it."

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That has Babs interested and she looks at Rowan carefully. "Because they might get me in trouble? My secrets that is…" Placing her mug on the coffee table, Babs hoists herself onto the couch and tucks her legs under her.

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"Or they might decide that they really want to be kept." Or someone else's secrets might bite her. Rowan's around more but he's still worried.

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Patting the couch next to her, Babs encourages Rowan to sit. She's discovered how much she likes to curl against him when they talk. "Come, sit beside me whilst we talk." Babs offers a small smile "Rowan, what is it that's worrying you? I will most certainly consider the procedures available now, what you say has merit."

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Rowan does, placing an arm around Babs with a smile. "The Ninja. You've been attacked before. And I know you can defend yourself…" He shrugs. "I'd probably worry either way honestly, Babs."

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Leaning into Rowan as he puts his arm around her, Babs nods slowly "Oh yes, the Ninja… and I have and still haven't figured out why." She better get onto that. His words those give her pause and she looks up at him "It might sound strange, Rowan but I like that… that you'd worry anyway" she murmurs.

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Rowan nods quietly and hugs Babs again. "I'm glad you do." He chuckles. "I'm unlikely to stop." Which is true. He's not quite sure why, but it's very, very true. Part of the reason he hasn't headed south is to keep an eye on her while things are tense.

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Babs smiles at that response. The Blue will work it out sooner or later and she'll be here. Stretching up to give him a kiss on the cheek, she leans forward to get her tea. "I will think on the procedures, Rowan. But please, keep asking me my thoughts. It really does help."

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"I will." Rowan promises. "I'm very interested in them anyway." He generally always is from what to eat to far more important matters (though food is important).


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