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[onewhoisall]

Cassandra was not an emotional person. She didn't react the way others did, she didn't act the way a normal girl would to things. She wasn't normal but she didn't mind that. Not until now, she didn't know what to say or do about what, who she had seen. She didn't know what to do but she knew who she wanted to see.

Her face was blank, her fingertips rushed as she hurried into his apartment. She didn't look at him as she moved quickly over to him, throwing her arms around his middle and holding him tightly. She pressed her face against his chest, making the world go away for a little while. She didn't say anything, she didn't have to because he would know. He knew her better than anyone here. Almost as well as Steph.

Barbara was here. Barbara was here. It was good but it was all wrong.

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[badtotheclone]

I'm halfway between changing from my regular clothes into my costume when Cass rushes in and clings to me. Cass rushing me while I'm just in my boxers isn't necessarily new, but I get the sense that this is different. For one, she's just holding me tight, almost desperately, like she's trying to press herself into me.

She's more upset than I've ever seen her. But it's more than upset, she's sad about something. I don't know what, but I immediately hate that it is. She's had enough bad things in her life, I don't want her to be sad.

There's probably not much I can do to help, so I just hold her close and stroke her hair.