1) The first thing that Barbara noticed as she came back to consciousness that there was someone poking her. Her head was pounding and she was lying on the pavement in front of what might have been a crystal? Or a fountain? In truth she wasn't sure what the hell it was and from her vantage point, she couldn't see enough to tell.
Looking to her left, she saw the ball of white fluff which was tapping her on the shoulder and couldn't help but look at it oddly. "Hello, Kupo!" it said cheerfully. "My name is Alfred."
Barbara looked at it - him? - with a baffled expression as it started talking. Telling her she was a hero was nothing new, but um... this was really weird. Trying to push herself up from the position where she was lying on her stomach she realized that she could feel her legs. But that was impossible. They'd said... She didn't understand! In spite of that trying to push herself up, she couldn't. "Damnit," she let her upper body fall back to the pavement, looking at the... Moogle? "I need help," she said with a frown. "Can you get me a chair or something?"
She hated feeling this vulnerable. Where was Tim? Where was Bruce? Where was Dick? What the hell had happened?! How was she here? None of this made sense!
Barbara Gordon/Oracle, DC Comics pre-new 52 reboot
The first thing that Barbara noticed as she came back to consciousness that there was someone poking her. Her head was pounding and she was lying on the pavement in front of what might have been a crystal? Or a fountain? In truth she wasn't sure what the hell it was and from her vantage point, she couldn't see enough to tell.
Looking to her left, she saw the ball of white fluff which was tapping her on the shoulder and couldn't help but look at it oddly. "Hello, Kupo!" it said cheerfully. "My name is Alfred."
Barbara looked at it - him? - with a baffled expression as it started talking. Telling her she was a hero was nothing new, but um... this was really weird. Trying to push herself up from the position where she was lying on her stomach she realized that she could feel her legs. But that was impossible. They'd said... She didn't understand! In spite of that trying to push herself up, she couldn't. "Damnit," she let her upper body fall back to the pavement, looking at the... Moogle? "I need help," she said with a frown. "Can you get me a chair or something?"
She hated feeling this vulnerable. Where was Tim? Where was Bruce? Where was Dick? What the hell had happened?! How was she here? None of this made sense!