[It pisses him off a little, to hear someone talk about Barbara like they know her better than he does, even if it's not really fair. The Barbara who was here wasn't the same woman Dick had been friends with, had loved, but he still can't help the flash of anger.] The Barbara in my world was shot, point blank, too. She survived. There is no way in hell this one didn't.
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Date: 2012-09-03 09:36 pm (UTC)From:You're not giving her enough credit.