Post by Oracle on Feb 1, 2012 13:22:10 GMT -8
.//accessing.
.//personal log.
.//authentication confirmed.
.///begin encryption...|
13:02
Wednesday
#000456
It's interesting when one comes back to any place after a long period of time. The mood is usually changed. Things are usually... extremely different.
Most of the time the feelings of return come with anticipation, nervousness, and excitement.
In my case?
Well, let's just say that the ballgame has changed. And I'm about dive back into home-plate hoping that I'm called 'safe.'
It's been weeks since the news of Batman's death has encircled our clan. Mixed reactions is what took most of us over... mostly shock and sadness. More shock.... and confusion.
I know I was one that held more of the shock and confusion. But... of course... any true feelings could never slip. After all, I am the backbone. What good would it do everyone else if I can't continue to be that much needed support system that everyone counts on? Especially if I'm the one that's a mess?
It's incredible how much this city falls apart when Batman isn't running around it keeping in check. Sure, Robin, Nightwing, Canary, and the others have done what they can to make sure order is being spread over the chaos and discord running amok.
Though with all of them combined, it's... not the same. There's something lacking there that Batman just had.
Tenacity?
That sense that He's always there watching?
...maybe it's that extreme terror factor?
Something is missing...
What's scary is that I have a feeling if I'm sitting here in this empty apartment thinking about that.... that someone else has already.
.//save.
.//close program....
.//personal log.
.//authentication confirmed.
.///begin encryption...|
13:02
Wednesday
#000456
It's interesting when one comes back to any place after a long period of time. The mood is usually changed. Things are usually... extremely different.
Most of the time the feelings of return come with anticipation, nervousness, and excitement.
In my case?
Well, let's just say that the ballgame has changed. And I'm about dive back into home-plate hoping that I'm called 'safe.'
It's been weeks since the news of Batman's death has encircled our clan. Mixed reactions is what took most of us over... mostly shock and sadness. More shock.... and confusion.
I know I was one that held more of the shock and confusion. But... of course... any true feelings could never slip. After all, I am the backbone. What good would it do everyone else if I can't continue to be that much needed support system that everyone counts on? Especially if I'm the one that's a mess?
It's incredible how much this city falls apart when Batman isn't running around it keeping in check. Sure, Robin, Nightwing, Canary, and the others have done what they can to make sure order is being spread over the chaos and discord running amok.
Though with all of them combined, it's... not the same. There's something lacking there that Batman just had.
Tenacity?
That sense that He's always there watching?
...maybe it's that extreme terror factor?
Something is missing...
What's scary is that I have a feeling if I'm sitting here in this empty apartment thinking about that.... that someone else has already.
.//save.
.//close program....