drifting
just a mute, illiterate wanderer.

[[rp blog for cassandra cain, age 12. icon/sidebar credit: uknown]]

Well he certainly looked familiar enough- yet he was also like a stranger to her. … She didn’t like the feeling of uncertainty it left her, especially seeing as she had recently had a life void of such feelings and oddities. Still, she supposed she’d have to live with it- but that didn’t mean she’d come down from her perch in a tree any time soon.

Cassandra grinned. She recognized this man, even though it had been so long. It would be hard not to, really. But did he remember her? To check, she repeated the word he had said to her that time, the word for butterfly in his native language.

tinyrobin:

The boy leaned in for a moment before bouncing back on his heels. “Hi there!” His curiosity was peaked by how quiet she was, most people would tell him hi back. Maybe she was shy? That’s okay, he thought, I know how that can be.

"hello," Cassandra says softly. Words still feel odd on her lips, and she doesn’t know many- she had also worked on comprehension, because speech was meaningless if she didn’t understand what she was saying. Her voice is still awkward as well, and it’s obvious the girl still doesn’t talk much. "i am cassandra." 

lightspeedster:

"Whoa! That’s a lot of people."

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The girl simply waves, but already she thought that this person would be likable- if not incredibly energetic. Cassandra debates on if she should- what was the word? Intro-something… It didn’t matter, right now. (Well, it did, but she didn’t really care at the moment, and she was almost certain it would come up again later.) With a firm decision, the girl just smiles. 

tinyrobin:

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Holy stampede! People? Hooray!” 

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With a laugh, Cass grinned and waved. She still wasn’t much of a talker in all of her 8 months of who knows what, but hey- she was a bit better at understanding, and that’s what she really needed. Words, she felt, could only get her so far. 

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GUESS WHO REMEMBERED PASSWORDS AND STUFF]]

amazonianoutcast:

notmyfatherstool:

amazonianoutcast:

notmyfatherstool started following you

“Hello..”

Hmm. Cassandra had certainly never seen this man before, but he stood like Diana, and even looked like her- perhaps they were siblings? Granted, the child was still learning and did not understand that Diana could not have a brother- or any male relative for that matter.

Still, with how familiar he was- eerily so, actually- the girl couldn’t help but smile a little bit.

The Prince saw her smile and returned the slight gesture, kneeling to her. She was familiar to him, somehow, as well. Dhyana slowly offered his hand.

“I am Dhyana… who are you..?”

"i cassandra," She chirps. Always forgot that ‘m, or perhaps the am. She observed his movements- careful, caring and friendly- and then his hand. Unsure of what to do, Cassandra looked back up at him.

amazonianoutcast:

notmyfatherstool started following you

“Hello..”

Hmm. Cassandra had certainly never seen this man before, but he stood like Diana, and even looked like her- perhaps they were siblings? Granted, the child was still learning and did not understand that Diana could not have a brother- or any male relative for that matter.

Still, with how familiar he was- eerily so, actually- the girl couldn’t help but smile a little bit.

Cassandra blinks in mild surprise. This girl looked like Batgirl, but she thought Batgirl was older. She was certainly taller. Maybe there were more than one? The little girl looks over at the red head with suspicion before smiling brightly.

-Batgirl #062 [2005]