[ Steph smiles at the switch, and it warms her voice. ]
Yeah, that's a little bit what got me killed in the first place. It's hard, not to assume the worst of yourself when other people have been doing it for you for years.
He had these plans, you know? Like... fantasy football, hypothetical plans to get crime under control that I guess were kind of drastic. I stole one, when he fired me. I got all the bosses of all the gangs in Gotham to meet up, and one guy was supposed to talk to them, convince them to team up under his control.
Well the guy was Batman, only I didn't know. So while everyone was waiting for a guy who didn't know he was supposed to show up, the gang bosses get antsy.
They... well, one freaked out, and they all started shooting. One guy and his bodyguard made it out, barely. Out of twenty people.
[ Steph opens the door of her moderately sized flat, two cups of cocoa already heating up in the microwave. She smiles, but it looks like she's been trying not to cry. ]
[ She nods, leaning into the arm. ] Seventeen. For a long time I didn't want to go back, even if it meant I was dead. I was too scared to face everyone.
You were seventeen and you almost got a bunch of gang leaders to work together. Jesus, Steph. If anybody doesn't think you're fucking amazing, they ain't paying attention.
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lots of people here dont respect my thoughts and opinions
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i dont mind people who
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[Audio is easier for this conversation; she switches over.]
I don't mind people who just worry. I worry about people, too. But I fucking hate it when people act like I can't do anything.
Sounds like we got some of the same problems, you and me.
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Yeah, that's a little bit what got me killed in the first place. It's hard, not to assume the worst of yourself when other people have been doing it for you for years.
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[That makes more sense, considering what she knows of Steph.]
I knew you did the crime-fighting stuff.
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So secret he didn't tell his partner about it until after it got her killed.
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Well the guy was Batman, only I didn't know. So while everyone was waiting for a guy who didn't know he was supposed to show up, the gang bosses get antsy.
They... well, one freaked out, and they all started shooting. One guy and his bodyguard made it out, barely. Out of twenty people.
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Sometimes I think it's his fault, for not telling me.
Most of the time I just remember all the blood and falling bodies.
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Yeah, I kinda do.
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Hey. Come on in.
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Hey.
Jesus. How old were you when that happened? Like seventeen?
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I don't feel very amazing.
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[ She sounds not appalled but excited. The microwave beeps. ]
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I aborted 'em. I killed 'em. All of 'em.
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