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Despite her loud and aggravated protests to Dinah and Zinda about 'wasting her time', with the exception of the first ten minutes in the club to get oriented, Babs has spent the entire time out on the dance floor. She's currently working on her fourth dance partner, the previous three all having been wimps taken a breather.
There are few things Barbara Gordon likes more than dancing, and even fewer things that she can still do in the chair. And her enjoyment is evident in the absurdly large grin on her face.
There are few things Barbara Gordon likes more than dancing, and even fewer things that she can still do in the chair. And her enjoyment is evident in the absurdly large grin on her face.
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Out of curiosity more than anything else, she reacts to the rucus, by leaning back, scowling angrily at being jostled.
And out of the corner of her eye, easy behind the shades, she watches to see what she's being distracted from...
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Meanwhile, without much subtlety -- but with enough to get the job done, were she anyone but who she is -- the chubbier boy leans across the bar, hand passing over Sparrow's drink, and a small white tablet drops from his palm and fizzes for a couple of seconds before dissolving.
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The plan forms quickly, and when she reaches back to get her drink, she drops in a pill of her own - something palmed from her utility belt that's designed to neutralise the effects of a range of poisons, including that one.
She hopes, because part two of the plan is to drink the juice much more quickly, to see what happens next.
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"Hi," he offers sweetly. "You sure looked thirsty."
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"I've been dancing a lot," she decides, grinning at him.
It's supposed to be a charming, teenage girl innocent smile, but as she dopes it by peeling her lips back over her teeth, it misses the aim.
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Sparrow takes his hand in hers, small and dry and warm. "I'm Robyn."
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He almost looks shy. But a glance at her empty drink glass reassures him.
"You're really pretty. I've never seen you here before."
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Better?
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"Really? Cool. Where are you from? I heard things are really nasty outside of Kansas. You could've been hurt."
Lucky he met her, really! He is a Big Brave Protector.
Or something.
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Woe! Angst! is poor defenceless 'Robyn'.
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"Do you need a place to stay? I could help you out, if y'like."
It's probably meant to be a charming, helpful grin.
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"Would you really?" she asks, saccharine sweet.
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The 'friend' nods and gives her a wave that isn't at all creepy. ... well.
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"Oh, that's a relief," says she. "That's really sweet of you both..."
She leans against the bar, trying to appear woozy.
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"D'you mind?" she slurs. "I don' wanna mesh up your nigh'..."
She adds in a lolling of her head, and leans against his arm. It's the worst performance of her life.
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His friend comes up beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders and bombarding her with the smell of cheap deodorant and hair gel. "It's okay, we'll look after you."
"Yeah, we'll treat you right."
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Slimy arms steer her through the crowd and towards the door.
The boys may have exchanged an unsubtle high-five over her head, too.
Really ... not very bright.
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The bouncer gives her a look that's half concern, hlaf annoyance that she got in the club anyway.
"Time you took her home, boys," she says.
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Apart from that, they're just about alone out here. And the two boys don't let go of her, leading her firmly towards an alleyway where they'll be even more alone, both of them grinning openly now.
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"You guys are real gentlemen," she's saying.
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The unintroduced one, who's evidently the smarter of the two, lifts his hands off her and eyes her warily.
But she's just a kid, what's she gonna do?
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"All right," she says, legs slowly spreading to a firm stance. "Let's get this over with."
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