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or something m o r eĀ
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what does he see?Ā the weapon she was forged to be.
or something m o r eĀ
- detective comics #950

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Cassandra Cain inĀ Batman & Robin Eternal #1
Cass⦠didnāt get it.Ā
The robot. The glasses, he was hiding. He expected something and she didnāt get what she was supposed to do.Ā
Even his voice. It sounded different. Garbled. But still expectant. Like he was waiting for her to say something.Ā
āSor-ā her voice broke off in the middle of the word,Ā āry. I- not-ā
She couldnāt quite make it through the sentence and, with a sinking feeling in her stomach, she wished he hadnāt noticed her at all.Ā
Hiro sighed as he scratched the back of his neck. He had no idea what to even do at this point but itād be rude to just walk away. Plus, he didnāt necessarily want to be all on his own again, either. He had to think.
Sure, she had slightly hurt his feelings in not accepting his gift, but possibly it was simply that she did not understand, not that she did not like it. He watched her for a moment as he chewed his lower lip.
āItās okay,ā he said to the girl, unsure if sheād understand him or not. If only he knew what language she could speak. He couldnāt really figure it out by asking Ā and it seemed she wasnāt going to say anything.
This was tricky. He wasnāt used to having to communicate with people like this. Then again, he didnāt get much socialization as it was so he was never taught what to do in this type of situation. Well, he could at least introduce himself.
The small boy looked up at the girl and pointed to himself.Ā āI am Hiro.ā
She always felt bad when she saw their faces. She understood, but she did not- get it. It was always like this and she felt bad for making them confused. Ā
But now, she knew what to do. She had seen it the cue before. Bringing the tip of her thumb to her chest, she smiled aloofly and spewed out the line she had been schooled into memorizing,Ā āHello. I am... Cass.ā
When she had first came here, it had been hard. But now, it was... less so.
He was recalcitrant, unwilling to explain to her, but refusing to leave. She didnāt understand why he stayed. She held her hands up in fists and shadowboxed at an imaginary component, before pointing at the training room nearby the locker rooms, taking a guess as to what he was hanging around for.Ā
Office Hours || Open
The object continues to fall to earth, crashing into a pile of books across from you with a ruffled smash. Itās oddly quieter than you would expect, and is followed by the sound of a light pop like that of a bubble. A flash of indigo light bursts from the crash site and then quickly fades away again, revealing what appears to be a man. He rises to his feet slowly, knocking the dust bunnies and ruffled papers off of his body and stepping slowly out of the book crater he had created.
āAww, meine Bucher! Ich mochte diese Editionenā¦ā he opines looking back at the pile of books his landing seemed to have scattered. He stretches for a moment before beginning to rebuild the former stack of books, continuing to mumble to himself as he reorganizes his things and seemingly oblivious to your presence. As he sifts you notice a small ring on his finger, itās rough cut shape seeming radiating a faded light that seems to dim away to almost nothing as he works.Ā
There was a man.Ā
He wasnāt there and then, now he was. It had culminated in a flash of light and a soft pop, a whimper after the noise Cass had created when she knocked down the entire tower of books.Ā
He was speaking⦠words. Not like the words she was used to hearing. But still not understandable.Ā
He barely seemed to notice her and Cass tried to edge from the room, grabbing ahold of the doorknob in order to try and avoid confrontation. Ā Ā
The Professor looked up from his stacking at the of the knob turning.
āOhh I didnāt realize anyone else was here.ā he says rising from the tiny stack he had already started.
āHi Miss?ā
Cass froze as the man noticed her. She had hoped to leave the room, but it was too late now.
Turning towards the man, she looked at him passively, a little confused, but neither alarmed nor ashamed for having messed with his things. After a moment, she raised a hand in an wordless hello, before attempting to turn the doorknob again.
āHello.ā
āSorry about the entrance, itās usually not so dramatic I swear.ā he says dusting the last bits of cobweb from his pants,Ā āAlso I promise that wonāt be happening again, I should be the last thing that falls from those rafters for a while. So what brings you here Miss?ā
She jawed twice, her mouth opening and closing before she realized she had no idea what she should say or do.
People did not often surprise on her. From the rooftops or not. She could feel them. It was odd. In the midst of dizzying towers of odd trinkets, she felt lost. Like she didnāt belong. And at the same time, she wanted to do was know more.
The man was oblivious to all this, harried yet oddly expectant. She parroted Ā the hand motion, he was gesturing towards her.Ā
āHe-ā there was a break in her voice as she began,āllo. I-ā
She pointed to the door noncommittally. Her hand wrapped back around the doorknob as she contemplated whether to try and make an escape.
āŗ: my muse finding yours on the side of the road, hours away from home
He doesnāt- look good.
Cass knows what people look like and he doesnāt look like people.
Sheās seen the glassy-eyed stare before, felt the sick feeling rise in her stomach before. She knows death in its last moments.
And this is the same.
Her father taught her how to hurt, not heal. And in times like these, she wishes she knew how to the both. She panics. Her hands find his chest. Mangled. She canāt breathe. Half his face is ravaged. She grabs his phone.
The first number. Scientists. Something. She doesnāt know.
āHelp.ā

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āÆ: what my muse says to yours after they havenāt spoken for five hours since a fight
āHello.ā
āCass, weāre like in a fight right now. Iām angry at you.ā
āSorry. Forgot. Hello.ā
āHello, Cass.ā
(destrxctionsdaughter:)
As soon as Ev began her display, Cass flinched.Ā
Almost automatically, Cass reached out to grab Evās hand, covering the fingergun within her own fist and shaking her head.Ā
āNo,ā she insisted as if saying it out loud would change things,Ā āNot- like.ā
āNo?ā Noāokay.ā she said softly, relaxing her hand under the otherās sudden, yet gentle grip over her own.Ā āOkayā¦Iām sorry.āĀ
Ev frowned a little, curious as to what sparked Cassā sudden reaction though she left it unsaid for now. Maybe another day.Ā
Cass shifted uncomfortably next to the girl, obviously disturbed, but not angry with Ev.
She looked around and held out her arms for a change in subject. With a sudden realization, she remembered the piece of paper the teachers had given her. Crumpled from being shoved into the pocket of the clothes they had given her, she held it out to Ev for Ev to interpret.
She smiled widely when he repeated her name and then introduced himself, before she realized she was leaving him behind. Slowing down, her eyes followed his to the ground.Ā
Falling into step beside him, reaching over and tilting his chin up,Ā āNo.ā
Making a wide gesture to the world around them, the hot air and the foliage, she smiled widely before leaning to the ground. This place was- beautiful. She never used to notice things like this before, when she moved so much, she never got a chance to look or be off-guard. It felt nice.Ā
Cass thought everyone should feel that way. She leaned over to a flower bed and plucked one out from the ground, holding it out to the boy.Ā
At Cassandraās gesture, David was truly amazed. Though he had just arrived moments earlier, he had already began to take this place for granted. It truly was a beautiful place, and it was very different from New Jersey. It wasnāt hard for him to admit that he enjoyed the change of scenery. Deep down, he knew it was one of the reasons he had left. Little things about West Orange, ranging from the buildings and the trees, would remind him of the life he had lost during the accident. A life that he could never get back.
And then, she gave him a flower. Such a small gesture, yet the effect it had on David was great. Though he had previously felt his spirits began to sink at the mere memory of his old life, the gift was enough to raise them up once more.Ā āThank you, Cassandra.ā
āYes.ā
The boy looked pensive, but he was smiling. She mirrored the smile back at him, a little self-satisfied, but still beaming.
Sometimes, she wished she could- understand what people said. He looked so sad and happy at the same time. She could read, but not see the context. Words would-
She stopped herself, balling her fists into her hands, as they rounded a corner.
āOkay,ā she said, haltingly, āyou to- talk. Yes?ā
The girl- talked a lot. Not that Cass understood. But she pretended to keep listening, while she chewed. She took note of the way the other girl voice began to raise shrilly and the awkward burst of laughter at the end, before she opened her mouth to speak.
āNo,ā she answered tentatively, unsure what the girl expected from her.
Dropping the pieces of bread on the table, Cass extended her hand in a fist rather formally, offering it to the girl in the same way others would a handshake. Ā
Patsy blinked at the fist and then put her own against Cassā for a fist bump.Ā āRight, of course not! Iām Patsy Walker, by the way. Iām here for the agent training, but Iām not really sure Iād be good as a secret agent, so is there such a thing as a public agent? Do you think secret agents and public agents get jealous of each other?ā Her imagination listed the pros and cons of both types of agents.
āAnyway, if I donāt make it like that Iām sure Iāll figure something out. Maybe Iāll be a super-hero!ā She laughed, more real this time, but still a twinge of awkward. Wow, her hopes sounded unlikely outloud.Ā āAnd you, my hungry nude- eh, new friend?ā Her smile wavered at the slip of the tongue.
The girl showed no signs of stopping, Cass merely stood directly across from her with no signs of understanding in her eyes.
She kept looking at the girlās tapping hands and shaky voice, the nervousness ebbing off of her in waves. There was an underlying tension in the girlās voice. And Cass followed the girlās eyes to the wall behind her.
Did she do something wrong-- again? She never understood. She just- Ashamed. It washed over he.
āNo,ā Cass repeated, dejected and disappointed that the girl refused to look at her, āI-ā
āŗļø
āŗ: my muse finding yours on the side of the road, hours away from home
The girl has less than she does. Not even a backpack or a canteen or even a pair of shoes. Here, where the ground stretches on for miles and the sun scorches the Earth,Terra isā home.
This girl is not.
It doesnāt matter though. They walk side-by-side. Terra fills up the silence with chatter. Itās nice to have company, she thinks. She talks about her brother and her life. About how sheās always been alone.
Itās easy to talk to strangers, she thinks. The girl doesnāt say anything.
When thereās a fork in the road, Terra looks ahead, āI guess this is goodbye then, stranger.ā
The girl stares.
āNo- alone. Not be sad. We go,ā her hand is outstretched, ātogether.ā
And even though, the girl has nothing, Terra thinks for a moment that that the girl has everything figured out.

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ā: my museās reaction to getting a phone call from the hospital about your muse (Jen)
āNo- no- I- Not family.ā
āNo.ā
āI donāt know.ā
āNot family. Friend. I- see her. Please.ā
āPlease.ā
SEND ME A SYMBOL FOR ANGST;
ā: my muses reaction to opening their front door and seeing yours drenched in rain
ā”: how my muse calms yours in a lightening storm while theyāre pulled over on the side of the road
ā: my muse comforting yours while they get a tattoo
ā: my museās reaction to getting a phone call from the hospital about your muse
āÆ: what my muse says to yours after they havenāt spoken for five hours since a fight
ā: my museās letter to yours that they left after they passed away
ā°: my museās reaction to watching yours die from afar
āæ: my museās reaction to leaving a cut on your museās body
ā: my museās reaction to finding your muse bruised and beaten on their doorstep
ā: my museās reaction to finding drugs in your museās handbag
āŗ: my muse protecting yours from a sleaze at the club
ā : my museās reaction to being told that your muse is missing, and presumed dead
āŗ: my muse finding yours on the side of the road, hours away from home
ā: the last thing my muse says to yours before leaving for good
ā: the voicemail my muse leaves on your phone when your muse hasnāt been heard from for the fifth night this week
ā: my muse comforting yours after the death of a loved one
ā±: my museās reaction to waking up to yours muse, beaten by mine, but my muse has no recollection of the night before
ā: my museās reaction to finding yours in a public bathroom, drugged and almost unconscious
SPECIFY WHICH MUSE ON MINE AND YOUR BEHALF
Oh no, Kori thought as she gasped and put a hand over her mouth what had she just done to the settings on the danger room. Lights were flashing and more targets were being simulated.Ā
āCass Look out!ā she called as she floated and zipped to tackle the girl out of the way so she would not be fired upon.Ā
destrxctionsdaughter
Cass was always diving out of the way when she felt the two warm hands surround her, interrupting her landing. Rebalancing herself, she looked around in shock as everything in the danger room started to malfunction.Ā
Swiveling her head around, she looked at Kori in shock and confusion.Ā
bed n breakfast (nightmare edition)| open
The door had been locked. And after Cass had attempted to turn the doorknob, she had thought about breaking down the door.Ā
But when she had done that before, they got⦠angry. And so, Cass scaled outside the building with what was essentially half the refrigerator stuffed into a plastic bag until she got to their window. In the dead of the night.Ā
Resting on the ledge, she rapped on their window twice, peering in to see if she could wake them up so she could have breakfast with them.Ā
Ever since the night of the accident, David was hardly able to sleep soundly at night. The memories of what had happened kept him awake. Though he was usually able to fall asleep after a while, it was usually long after a reasonable time, and the lack of sleep didnāt help him out at all.Ā
To pass the time, he would usually simply sit around his dorm room, and from there he would either browse the internet on his phone, or watch whatever programs he could find on TV at such a late hour. This time it was the prior.
Although it was the dead of night, something happened. There was a knock on the door. No, not the door⦠The window. The boy averted his gaze from his phone and towards the source of the noise. When he finally made out who it was, a smile grew on his face. It was Cassandra, whom he had met the day he had arrived on campus.
Though confused, David quickly stood up from his seat and made his way over to the window. He then continued to open it so that the girl may enter.Ā āCassandra, I hadnāt expected to see you this late. What are you doing here?ā Oh, right. She hardly speaks English, he remembered. He then stepped aside and motioned for her to enter. Whatever she needed, it must have been important.
Cass nodded solemnly at David in the darkness.Ā
She swung the bag in through the window first, the black trash bag landing on the floor, sloshing Ā and crinkling almost alarmingly.Ā
Easing herself into his room silently, she looked around before beaming at the boy through the darkness.Ā
She held out her hand, the trashbag still in her fist, offering it to him.Ā
For this; x
Coming Home - Sjonniās Friends
āSome say Iām a bit of a fool,Ā sitting on a hill and counting raindrops.Ā Keep thinking I just wanna goĀ to the peaceful place I know,Ā that I call home.ā
He was- talking.Ā
To her? She couldnāt tell. His lips were moving and he was looking at her, but he seemed- lost. Not focused.Ā
She squinted at him and kept staring.Ā

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Batman 1000 Sale: What to Buy for Cassandra Cain
Itās happened. A year and a half since I started making these posts, DC has finally put on a sale that not just features Cassandra Cain is actually making a point of putting every single issue of her 73-issue solo series as part of the sale.
This is honestly a fantastic and wonderful thing, something I have been hoping for now for a long time and is a great way to set the excitement and atmosphere for her (hopefully) triumphant return.
I am elated.
So thereās that and so much more with Cass in this sale that I really must excitedly point you in the direction of some comic rec lists Iāve done in the past for buying Cass comics on a budget, considering that the point of these particular lists are just to feature every appearance Cass has in the sale.
So if youāre interested in conserving with your wallet, please check out the following lists Iāve done:
[The Cassandra Cain Dichotomous Key] [Cass + Tim Readings] [Renaās Favorite Cassandra Recs] [Renaās BatFam Rec Masterpost] [Renaās Subject-to-Change Top 10 Cass Issues]
Also keep in mind, Cassā appearances in the Robin: Wanted storyline also happen to be on sale, however this is disregarded by fans in large swaths due to it being incredibly out of character, out of voice, and really was just an excuse to make Cass a Robin villain for no good reason. Unless you are a completionist, please donāt give money to this arc [Robin (1993-2009) #148-151 or 161-162]
That being said, letās get to listing : )Ā
Batgirl (2000-2006) #1-73
Cassandraās solo series starred her for 73 issues (plus an annual and Secret Files that are not yet available through comixology) and is the ultimate source of Cass reading. Iāve talked about this series in detail on both this and my renaramblesaboutcomics blog rather extensively. There are few issues I donāt positively love of this series, but you should go in feeling pretty informed. The series is divided up (mostly) by its three head writers ā for the first 37 issues that would be Kelley Puckett, then Dylan Horrocks until #57, then finishing us off is Andersen Gabrych. Itās a pretty fantastic series through and through that should be the source of your Cass Cain reading~
Batman: Gates of Gotham (2011) #1-5
Cassā triumphant return to Gotham after years of being benched in the preboot universe. Itās a great story featuring the Wayne family of the time minus Bruce ā Dick, Cass, Damian and Tim all must unite together to save Gotham and the Wayne family name from a threat only known as the Architect.
Nightwing (1996-2009) #81, 98
#81 is in the middle of the storyline āVenn Diagramā, and is honestly one of the best guest appearances Cass has in other comics period. Itās full of BatFamily moments, Cass fighting Deathstroke, and some great sibling interaction between Dick & Cass #98 is⦠not so fun. Not a high rec, but an appearance all the same. This is a War Games tie-in featuring Tarantula, be warned.
Robin (1996-2009) #70, 73, 86, 88, 98, 119, 127, 128, 132, 133, 148-151**, 161-162**
This is the good, the bad, and the ugly, folks. #70, 73 are No Manās Land tie-ins and Cassā first interactions with Tim. The first is a small cameo and the second is a full issue that has a lot of merit if youāre interested in the friendship that grows between the two over the years. #86 is Officer Down tie-in where Cass and Tim help the rest of the Bat Family track down the shooter of Jim Gordon #88 Cass and Stephanie meet for the first time, though not on such spectacular terms as Bruce begins training Steph. This is important to the development of their friendship and is how Cass learns Stephanieās name #98 Cass and Steph meet again, though the tides have changed ā another fairly big development before we see their friendship grow in Cassā own solo series #119 Tim suspects someone betrays Batman in the future and decides to tail Cassandra to see if itās her. Cass makes a game of it. #127-128 While Stephanie takes over being Robin, Cass shows up to be a sounding board for Tim and to protect him from an assassin. [Warning: these do feature Bruce manipulating and firing Steph for ??? idk setting up War Games] #132, 133 Part of Robin/Batgirl: Fresh Blood see below #148-151, 161-162 Adam Beechen Recommended Skip
Robin/Batgirl: Fresh Blood [Batgirl (2000-2006) #58-59, Robin (1993-2009) #132-133]
A fun crossover from when Tim and Cass took over Blüdhaven in Dickās absence. Itās honestly one of my favorite comic storylines and I highly recommend it to people interested in either Tim or Cass
Batman (1940-2011) #600, 605, 607, 631, 632, 633, 635, 683, 686
#600, 605 are part of the Bruce Wayne: Murderer?/Fugitive storyline thatās fairly lackluster, but I actually enjoy both of these issues a fair amount and thereās great stuff to dig into from a character perspective if youāre curious #607 is not a big Cass feature but an interesting follow up to the precious storyline #631, 632, 533 are War Games tie-ins #635 Cass has a minor cameo on one panel #683 Cass has a minor silhouette cameo in one panel #686 Cass has a minor cameo on one page and it looks like she is on the villainās side of the funeral which is⦠not a good thing. Or even understandable
Superman/Batman (2003-2011) #5
THIS IS THE FIRST ISSUE I EVER READ WITH CASS IN IT. I love this comic so much it hurts. I adore this comic. I am a loser for this silly, fun, action filled amazing comic where the Super and Bat Families are in full stock and running around making puns while they attack the White House. This is fun. Itās hysterical. Itās completely stupid. I love it.
I hope this list is helpful to some of you out there curious about what to buy for more Cassandra Cain : )
(not technically rp material, but still posting because itās great information to know and i want to shout it from the rooftops)
Bring someone breakfast in bed reallyreallyreally early.
x
so early, itās midnight. and as always, sheāll be dressed in all black.Ā