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Post by Falcon on Sept 10, 2003 12:54:15 GMT -5
Rachael arrived to her new "Home" after her and Robins early morning discussion with Harm. "Mom! I'm home." She came through the door with her blue duffle bag that she had left at her favorite secret beach spot before the merge of her and the Falcon had began. (Donj't post yet. I'll continue this when I get home)
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Post by Falcon on Sept 10, 2003 17:40:51 GMT -5
"Hey Rach' how was your little campout at the beach." Rachaels mom came out of the kitchen of their victorian style house and into the living room through the large, french-doors that seperated the rooms. "It was ...good." Rachael walked to where her bedroom door lay open. The house was small, but it had character. "I spent most of the night talking and reading so I'm going to crash for a couple hours, ok?" She pulled off her shoes and walked barefooted across the wooden floors. "Ok..." Rachaels mom replied as the door to Rachaels room shut. Something was oddly different about her daughter. -------------------
After the door was closed, Rachael threw her bag down on her antique, cherry wood bed and began to rummage through it. "Come on...I know its in here somewhere..." She muttered"AhHAH. Found it." She sliped a small com-link into her ear ands turned it on. "Oracle. You there?" They needed to find a way to get her back to Gotham with her mysteriously disappearing from her hometown in Plantcity, Florida. Till then, it looked like she would be patroling in Tampa Bay City...by herself...no mentor peeking over her shoulder...COOL!
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 11:48:45 GMT -5
The Oracle mask on Rachel's computer quickly switched to that of a perky, well rested Barbara Gordon. She and Dick Grayson AKA Nightwing had taken sometime off after Dick's incident with Dominion. Obviously the time off helped both of them.
Although of course Barbara had been forced to entrust the duties of Oracle to her partner Dinah Lance, known far and wide as the Black Canary. It was a well known fact that Dinah and computers DON'T mix. So of course, everyone was curious how much damage had been done to Oracle's network.
"Hiya Rachel!" Babara said with a smile. "How are things in Tampa?"
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Post by Falcon on Sept 11, 2003 16:11:03 GMT -5
"Oh...things are--Waitaminute. How'd you know I was in Tampa. I only told Dick and Tim where I was going." Maybe Dick or Tim had told her, either that or Babs had listened in on alot of the conversations she had that day. Sometimes Rachael wondered if Barbara should join eaves droppers anyonomous. Had she also been told about the two Rachaels'....fusion? Rachael sat down in front of the laptop(the one Babs image had come on) on her fine oak art desk. It was weird how she remembered it, even though she had never seen it before. "We're you snooping? Again?"
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 16:35:00 GMT -5
Babs gave Rachel a roll of the eyes and a smirk. "Rachel, you're speaking to the All-Knowing, All-Seeing Oracle..." She then placed her elbow on the computer table and cupped her chin with her hand. "What do you think?"
"And no, Dick or Tim didn't tell me. Dinah did. When she was playing "me" she sorta got stuck in the Tower's database..." Barbara gave Rachel is smile. "So come on... How does it feel to be back..." Barbara paused. Would it really be considered "Home."
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Post by Falcon on Sept 11, 2003 16:45:11 GMT -5
"Home? It partialy feels that way, but it also feels...weird. Geeze, I'm a skitz. This whole 'merge thing is REALY wacko" (remember, I'm not the one that came up with it. Not that I'm complaining. LOL.) "This partial hasn't been my home since I was nine! Oyyyyy." Rachael rubbed her head. It was awkward having two different past. Espicialy when they were sorta simalar. "Anywho, I need your help. I have an idea how I can get back to Gotham with out my friends and family here thinking I was kidnapped, but I need your help. Do you think you could sorta....makeup some kinda private school and scholarship program?" If they could get her mom to believe she had been accepted to a fine arts Academy in Gotham....maybe have Alfred represent it to make it seem more authentic, she might be able to get back to her life in Gotham without much fuss.
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 16:51:45 GMT -5
Babs sat back in her wheelchair and smile. "You've been hanging out with Tim way too long." Running her fingures over her keyboard.
"Actually I think I could do you one better..." Barbara said taking a sip from her cup of coffe. "You've heard about the Elais School for Girls right?"
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Post by Falcon on Sept 11, 2003 16:56:36 GMT -5
To much time with TIM!!! NEVER! "Yeah...school of American gold-medal Archer, Cissie King-Jones. But thats out in Alabama."(I think )
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 17:05:57 GMT -5
"Very true, but the Elais school has a sister school in Gotham. It's near Brentwood Academy. As you know they have one of the top fine arts programs in the country and as of..." Barbara typed something into her computer. "...now, you were placed at the top of their application list. Congradulations. By tomorrow your mom will recieve a lettre offering you a full scholarship."
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Post by Falcon on Sept 11, 2003 17:16:32 GMT -5
Rachael grinned ear to ear. This was awesome. She hoped they had some kindof graphic arts class. "Whoa. Wait. Won't this interfere with my 'Night-life'? It will be hard to sneak out of a dorm room everynight. ESPICIALY if I have a roomate." She pointed out. Her smile fading abit. She was finding it hard to keep up with her homework as it was. How would she get out of school on the weekends? What about getting out of the dorm to spend some time with Tim on patrol?
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 17:21:47 GMT -5
"God, you DO sound like Tim..." Barbara sighed.
"The school in Gotham does have dormatories but it isn't required you stay in them. We'll set it up that you continue to stay at the Clocktower." She folded her hands together and rested her chin on them.
"Does that work for you?" she asked raising a eyebrow.
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Post by Falcon on Sept 11, 2003 17:31:03 GMT -5
(That was JUST was thinking. First she was too much like Donna, now shes actin' like Tim. LOL I NEED TO BE MY OWN CHARACTER. ) Rachael couldn't help but to laugh. "Yeah. Sounds great." Rachael looked out the window where the sun was starting to go down. She'd have to start off now if she wanted to make it to Tampa in time. Plantcity was nearly INSIDE of Tampa, but traffic was a killer. "I'll chat with you in a bit when I get out on patrol, Babs. Have to comeupwith a good excuse to get out of the house now." Her door began to open "Rachael? Who are you talking to?" Her mom called out. Rachael made a quick grab for onew of her nearby books and shut off the computer, leaving her com-link on. 'This Present Darkness', how appropriate for a member of the Batclan.
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 17:37:08 GMT -5
Babs laughed slightly as Rachel reached for her book as her mother entered the room. The kid was in Tampa, Florida and the first thing that popped into her mind was patroling.
"Definetly hangs out with Tim too much..."
Though of course, she wasn't one to talk. She did the same thing back in the days as Batgirl and even when Dinah dragged her on vacations she still brought her laptop to keep contact on her Oracle operation.
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Post by Falcon on Sept 11, 2003 17:50:51 GMT -5
Rachael pretended not to hear Oracles comment and responded to her mother. "I'm not talking to anyone, Ma. Just reading outloud." "Oh....ok." Her mom began to close the door again. "Hey mom?" Rachael put back down the book and picked up her purse. Her mom stopped a second. "Hmm?" " I need to go into town awhile. Mind if I borrow Mikes old car?" Ah. Her brothers old car that he had left when he had moved away to be in the military. A jet black Honda Del-sol. And if this worlds Mike was anything like the other one, it would be filled with all SORTS of goodies. "Where you going?" Her mom questioned as she folded her arms in front of her. "I'm meeting some friends down by the old skating rink." "Ok." Her mom followed her out of her room and into the living room. "Thanks ma." She gave her mom a quick peck on the cheek as she grabbed the car keys and opened the door. "Don't talk to any strangers." Her mom lectured as Rachael madde her way down the front steps and towards the two cars in the carport. "And don't forget to buckle your seatbelt." "I won't" Rachael restrained from rolling her eyes as she started up the car. As the car pulled out of the driveway, she hard her mom calling. "And drive safely!"
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Post by nightwing on Sept 11, 2003 18:04:15 GMT -5
"You better do what "Mommy"says..." Barbara said over the com, trying to stifle her laughter.
"Last thing I want to do is have to alter your insurance AGAIN for speeding..."
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