She wasn't exactly impressed with the tattoo- definitely not a design she'd have picked, were she the type. It was easy to hide, though, and as soon as that was out of the way, as long as she didn't go out of her way to draw attention, people's glances skipped right past her easily enough- the thought that the quiet girl in the wheelchair might be anything more than she appeared not one that occurred to most people. Even if she would never be happy about why that was, for now, letting people underestimate her was probably her best bet right now, at least until she had a better understanding of this place, how she got here, and the new powers buzzing in her mind- a constant input of information broadcasted from electronics all around her.
She'd experimented a bit with some programming on a cheap tablet, and was so far pleased with her results. It was similar enough to what she could do when her mind and body had been invaded by Brainiac- communicating with computers in their own languages, letting her mind become the world's most immersive HDL. A Clocktower all her own, in a weird state of being where mental and digital melded together.
She'd need more than that, though- and more than the rental accommodations she'd been provided with upon arrival. She needed a real base of operations, and she needed it soon.
Barbara Gordon / Oracle | DC Comics (Preboot / Convergence)
She wasn't exactly impressed with the tattoo- definitely not a design she'd have picked, were she the type. It was easy to hide, though, and as soon as that was out of the way, as long as she didn't go out of her way to draw attention, people's glances skipped right past her easily enough- the thought that the quiet girl in the wheelchair might be anything more than she appeared not one that occurred to most people. Even if she would never be happy about why that was, for now, letting people underestimate her was probably her best bet right now, at least until she had a better understanding of this place, how she got here, and the new powers buzzing in her mind- a constant input of information broadcasted from electronics all around her.
She'd experimented a bit with some programming on a cheap tablet, and was so far pleased with her results. It was similar enough to what she could do when her mind and body had been invaded by Brainiac- communicating with computers in their own languages, letting her mind become the world's most immersive HDL. A Clocktower all her own, in a weird state of being where mental and digital melded together.
She'd need more than that, though- and more than the rental accommodations she'd been provided with upon arrival. She needed a real base of operations, and she needed it soon.
Network (Anonymous voice message, voice obviously synthesized. Username: O)
Any Gotham Knights fans out here?