❝ But Sicilians don't go to therapy and figure that out.

[crossbearing]

Date & Time: August! (maybe some September later idk)
Location: every location
Characters: Helena, Renee, Barbara, Dinah, Jaime, Steph and I swear to God she will go be Helena at non-DC people, too. (closed-ish, let me know if you'd like to do something with her and I can toss a prompt in here!)
Summary: Helena Doing Things At Different Times.
Warnings: Comics, let's be real. Possible rage, angst, violence and then even more feelings or reference to any of these things.

( HAHA no the starters are in the comments, I just wanted to do cut text for fun. Feel free to go with prose or action spam and I'll match it! )

Comments

[crossbearing]

( And ding, the elevator opens.

Despite herself, Helena is smirking. )

What, are you suggesting surprising a vigilante with loud noises in a crowded space is a bad idea?

( why ever would you say that )

[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara snickers as she leaves the death trap elevator.]

Nah, how could it possibly go wrong?

[crossbearing]

Beats me.

( Careless shrug. ) I gotta keep that reckless reputation up, somehow.

( Aside from it being a staple of her behaviour in so many missions, clearly the parties is where the big recklessness lies. Helena nods her head towards the door, before glancing at Babs. ) Do you want to leave your chair inside, or out there?

( Which is code for, would you prefer I carry you to the bike, or not? It's Barbara's call, the way it always has to be. )

[bodilesswarrior]

[Her brow furrows, slightly, as she considers, and her hands tighten on the wheels of their own accord. She'll never like the thought of leaving her chair behind, much less being carried around. But she's let people do it before, when it was practical.

She let Helena carry her on the Beach. That was different, but it was still a gesture of trust, and that hasn't faded.

The chair will be a more tempting target outside, and that's what ultimately pushes her over the edge.]

Inside.

I SUCK AND DIDN'T REALISE I HADN'T TAGGED BACK :C

[crossbearing]

Okay.

( Gaze settled on Barbara for a second, before she bends to lift her up, careful, making sure she's good to go. ) Let's move, boss lady.

( This seems familiar, but maybe they can pretend it's some sort of game instead of Barbara needing to be carried and Helena being broken. )