"Let go!" she snaps. A split-second later she realizes that who's holding her isn't some over-protective husband or best friend. No, it is her successor, and Cass Cain is impossible to argue with. Batgirl's kinetic sense was flawless. She would have sprawled on the floor with little recourse and her -
"Useless legs!" she spits, furious with herself.
The surgery made her better. If she worked at it - hard - she could walk again. She could stop the damn pity looks people gave. She could navigate Bludhaven without wondering how she was going to get a chair over curbs. She could run after Sandra.
She remember Cassandra being there, likely still confused. "Sorry," she murmured.
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Date: 2013-11-09 07:53 am (UTC)"Useless legs!" she spits, furious with herself.
The surgery made her better. If she worked at it - hard - she could walk again. She could stop the damn pity looks people gave. She could navigate Bludhaven without wondering how she was going to get a chair over curbs. She could run after Sandra.
She remember Cassandra being there, likely still confused. "Sorry," she murmured.