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"Is this place wheelchair friendly?" Bruce asked as he wheeled in, he was covered in paint and it was probably best not to ask why. He was in a stinking bad mood, had a headache the size of America, with as bad music as lower gotham. "Cause I need a shower and homes to far away"

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[heartandfire.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. That's Pika. She's a little out of it," Jubilee said, understanding him and moving so he could go over to her. "I can't get much coherance out of her, except that she keeps telling me to leave her alone."

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

He rolled over to her smiling "Hey?" he said softly "Pika?" he cautiously offered a hand to the big cat, "How you feeling?"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

There was a deep, weak rumble, then the cat's eyes opened slightly, revealing the soft old amber eyes he'd remember, though they were filed with a slightly milky film, then the ears perked.

-M...master,- she rumbled, trying her best to raise, legs shaking as she stood, then faltered and hit the floor with a deep thud.

-I... I'm sorry,- she panted, mouth opening as her head turned to the side, making it easing her labored breathing slightly.

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"Oh no no don't get up" he said, some what surprised about understanding her, although, he did want to get closer so With some fidgeting he fell out of his chair and pulled himself over to the cat, sitting next to Pika on the floor. He cautiously stroked her "I can understand you" he said happily "But, you should be taking medicine"

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She turned her head, putting it on his lap.

-I am old, Bruce. There is no medicine for that,- she purred softly, eyes slipping shut as she enjoyed his company.

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He smiled stroking her head, "there may not be, but there are things to help you feel at ease, and comfortable" he said softly.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

-Yes. But the girl.... porridge isn't....- she sighed and slumped, gathering her strength.

-She is not sure what to give. She is offering something... I can not tell what it is.-

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He stroked her and smiled softly "Ok so for now you can rest....." he said softly "And tell me how you won me over... I didn't like cats before you" he smiled.

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-When I was small? I idolized you,- she smiled softly. -And dressed the part. After you caught me fighting Joker... you decided it would be better I live with you. And after I was genetically reprogrammed I was able to be a real part of the team.-

Then she paused, sniffing him. -You... you know my little self? Is she with you?-

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He smiled "I've met the little you, shes adorable, but she's not with me" he ran fingers through Pika's soft fur "Well in a physcial sense, she's been making me a happier person just with a thought of her"

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The older Pika purred happily, if not weakly.

-That... that is good. I have rarely been far away from my Bruce since... since I joined his side,- she said dozedly, at times pausing to try and catch her breath. -I have never wanted to be.-

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"I can't see that he'd want you to be" he smiled.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

-Have... have you a Robin?- she said, blinking and trying to lift her head.

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"Yes, he's........ a brat who thinks he doesn't need me" he smiled "But he's family" he said softly putting a hand under Pika's chin, helping her lift her head a little, looking into her eyes. "Like you......"

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She smiled through her eyes, then lowered her head again, exauhsted and trembling slightly.

-He... he is a good boy,- she rumbled dozedly. -Grew up fine. Grew up to carry the torch.... good boy.-

"Can I get you anything, mister Wayne?" Jubee asked softly.

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"I dont do much torch carrying myself, so I'm glad for him being there" he said. Bending down to hug the cat softly. Before looking up to Jubilee, "Something to help Pika.....?"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"I'm not really sure, do you know what she needs?" she frowned.

-Sleep...- Pika coughed wearily, eyes closing. -It's an old Joker venom.... Nothing to do. Nothing except.... wait.-

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

He looked at the cat and sighed "A blanket maybe? Or a pillow?" he offered. "Giant cat nip?"

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She chuckled softly.

-I... I just need time. Something I am running out of... nevertheless...- she sighed.

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He kissed the top of her head. Not a usual gesture for him but one he felt was appropriate.

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She pured and licked his hand, then settled down.

-Th...thank you, master,- she said softly, drifitng off.

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

He smiled just staying sitting there unsure what else he could do.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Here. A friend said this might help," Jubilee sat down next to him and offered him a syringe.

[broken-weapon.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't know where to inject a cat........" he said a tad nervous.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"She said in a vein in her upper leg, like you would a human," she frowned as well.