paradisa | ( o55 )

[ stephanie brown ]

[ Just as expected, she dwells on this for some time. They haven't spoken in months and had things not ended up this way, she would have kept ceased communications. There isn't much anger she holds toward the other woman anymore, but there is a severe lack of trust. For Kate, if she could not trust someone or they didn't fit her standards as reliable, she dropped them, no matter how guilty or guiltless she felt about it.

But to not say anything would be cruel and nobody deserves that. While she doesn't consider her a friend anymore, she's still an ally. ]

Come to the clinic.

[ kidnapped filter ]

[ Kate abhors using those words for this filter. Time to check in on everyone, though. ]

How are you all doing?

[ If you're in the clinic, holla. ]

[ And it should not come as too much of a surprise, but Kate leaves out a filter to her own friends. At least for now. She's tired and has to deal with Stephanie soon, so she wants to be completely prepared for whatever is to come. She doesn't mean to make anyone worry.

With some effort, she manages to sit up on her bed. She's currently in the clinic, much to her chagrin. Never has she liked being stuck on bed rest and being made to feel so helpless, frustrated and tired. It makes her feel like a victim, something she's always hated since the time she was a child. Even knowing the clinic staff were just doing their job, it makes her feel petty.

Now? She feels restless. She pours through the journal for details on what's happened in the castle during the days she was stuck elsewhere, yet there's nothing that really explains what exactly happened. As usual, there's no reason. There's never a reason.

She shouldn't waste any energy feeling so angry about this. ]

[ ooc; open in the clinic to whoever! ]

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Ah..not really, no.

Mm...I've noticed that. [most of the gothamnites he knew are long ago]

Are you friends with Tim?

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Maybe?

I was...a previous time he was here. But I've only spoken to him a few times since he arrived here.

Then I'm sorry.

[ Because this isn't the first time he's lost a friend, that's for sure. ]

It's...

[a pause]

Please...make sure he has a burial, okay? No cremation.

Unfortunately I don't get a say in that. His family's not here. Stephanie is a good friend of his so she might make the arrangements.

It's not about who has the right to say!

Arthur...he told me that...cremating his body made what happened when he was....when he was dead worse!

They must not have to go through that too!

Hang on. [ She sounds more alert. ] What happened?

He...refused to go into detail. He simply...pleaded that no one else have to go through that as he did. And he seems to have troubles with his memories right now, so you probably can't ask him.

His death...he wasn't the same when he came back. I mean, it was Arthur but...

I want to make sure neither Tim or Yuan suffer as much as he possibly did.

[ There's a lot ideas and stories associated with fire and burning. Cleansing of the soul is one that comes to mind. But what exactly does it do to their bodies here? The bodies resurrect after two weeks and heal all wounds, internal and external. Maybe if it has to be brought back from scratch it's harder? ]

There's no telling Tim will come back the same, even if he isn't cremated. Death can change people.

I know.

But...if there's some way to ease their suffering, even if it's only a little...I want to make sure that happens.

I'll pass it on to her.

[ A beat. ]

But you need to prepare yourself in case Tim does come back different. He might be more quiet or angry. Who knows.

Thank you...

[He nods]

I...I will be. [He won't make the same mistakes he made with Arthur] Don't worry.

Take care of yourself too, okay?

Ah-

Of course I will! I can't really help anyone if I don't look after myself too, right?

Have you checked into the clinic yourself?

No, but my friend Jr. treated me! He has magic...or some sort of nanotechnology he calls it- but it works like magic!

I was lucky, none of my injuries were serious.

[ Weh, sits in bed feeling incredibly restless. ]

Do you mind doing me a favor, Allen?

Eh? What is it?

I'm not sure if the dog has been fed since we disappeared. Do you mind feeding him for me?

[A CERTAIN RED HEAD'S FACE WOULD ARGUE OTHERWISE]

Ah- I wouldn't mind at all! I'd be happy to do that!

Thanks. I feel bad for the little guy. [ Except that dog is huge... ] Room 303.

Mm, my animals were very riled up when I got back.

Okay! I'll check on him very soon!

Thanks. I appreciate it.