A Knock At The Window (Gotham!verse, between eps 35 and 36, for ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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May. 19th, 2016 05:25 pmlaughing_girlThe island literally in the middle of Nowhere is a little more like home with more of her immediate 'family' around, but an eerily deserted island that was once part of the Azores still isn't Gotham by any stretch. Duela's amusement over Uncle Eddie managing to identify the island because of an endemic bat species of all things had got her thinking of another Edward Nygma and another Gotham... and next thing she knew she was homesick again.
Which means the next chance she had found her back in that Gotham. She'd had a bit of fun, running across rooftops and doing cartwheels down alleys. And then she'd seen the newspaper, and a headline that to her was positively chilling. A feeling of dread soon had her at a library, passing off her appearance as due to street busking when the librarian had asked. Looking through back issues of the news and a few internet searches made things progressively worse. Penguin was in Arkham, but at least still alive. Victor and Nora Fries were both dead. Here and there another familiar name or detail would pop up, skewed as if viewed in a funhouse mirror. And then there'd been a too-young but still too familiar face with a completely unfamiliar name. Younger than her father had ever claimed he could coherently remember.
The thought that this might be some kind of 'everyone dies' timeline sends her into a panic that soon has her tracking down addresses and climbing up a fire escape to knock on a window. Doors were for 'normal' people... and she wanted to be sure no one had tried to make a bad pun by 'riddling' Ed Nygma full of bulletholes.
Which means the next chance she had found her back in that Gotham. She'd had a bit of fun, running across rooftops and doing cartwheels down alleys. And then she'd seen the newspaper, and a headline that to her was positively chilling. A feeling of dread soon had her at a library, passing off her appearance as due to street busking when the librarian had asked. Looking through back issues of the news and a few internet searches made things progressively worse. Penguin was in Arkham, but at least still alive. Victor and Nora Fries were both dead. Here and there another familiar name or detail would pop up, skewed as if viewed in a funhouse mirror. And then there'd been a too-young but still too familiar face with a completely unfamiliar name. Younger than her father had ever claimed he could coherently remember.
The thought that this might be some kind of 'everyone dies' timeline sends her into a panic that soon has her tracking down addresses and climbing up a fire escape to knock on a window. Doors were for 'normal' people... and she wanted to be sure no one had tried to make a bad pun by 'riddling' Ed Nygma full of bulletholes.
