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Jun. 11th, 2014 05:15 pm[This place is new and strange, and Abigail's curious. Curious but, of course, cautious, as she's been taught to be. She walks the halls armed to the teeth, not that anybody'd really be able to tell by looking at her.]
[She wears dark colors and moves like a shadow, even when she's trying be normal: always ready to run. She's drawn to high places, too - the deck rail, the roof of the greenhouse. She speaks little, but smiles at everyone, a shy smile, a who are you? smile, a trap smile.]
[She wonders, as she paces up and down the top floor of the library, if she's been sent here as punishment. She's still relatively new at this, but she's pretty sure he'd do that if she wasn't performing satisfactorily. Call it boot camp.]
[She doesn't know what else to call it, anyway, and forces herself to accept the situation. Make friends. Infiltrate. Tomato, tomahto.]
( ooc; ABIGAIL IS BATGIRL. more info. )
[She wears dark colors and moves like a shadow, even when she's trying be normal: always ready to run. She's drawn to high places, too - the deck rail, the roof of the greenhouse. She speaks little, but smiles at everyone, a shy smile, a who are you? smile, a trap smile.]
[She wonders, as she paces up and down the top floor of the library, if she's been sent here as punishment. She's still relatively new at this, but she's pretty sure he'd do that if she wasn't performing satisfactorily. Call it boot camp.]
[She doesn't know what else to call it, anyway, and forces herself to accept the situation. Make friends. Infiltrate. Tomato, tomahto.]
( ooc; ABIGAIL IS BATGIRL. more info. )