Barbara glared at her, then took the chocolate bar and turned back to her computers, "Robin, Nightwing, stand down. It's alright."

Ciara rested her arms on the railing, "... Permission to intrude further?" She asked softly.

"No harm in it now" she replied stiffly as she went over some sort of schematics and layouts of parts of Gotham.

Ciara pouted, " K." She said softly before standing in awe at all the crazy things going on on each screen. She stood back not wanting to keep Oracle from her work but she also wanted to ask her questions and stuff.

Finally, Oracle stopped and turned to face her, "Was there something you wanted?" she demanded, "or did you just come up here for the hell of it?"

"...no,I mean yes but..." She rambled for a moment before glomping Oracle, "YOU'RE SO AWESOMELY COOL!!"

"O.o!?" Barbara blinked, hesitantly hugging her back, "err... kaaayyy..."

"I mean," She stepped back, a little embarrassed, " You've been helping me out of tight situations for over two months and I've never really got to properly thank you. Not only that but you're also turn out to be the new friend I made! <3" She paused and became a little quieter, "Or was that just an act?"

"What? Of course that wasn't an act. Nightwing was being an ass and from these past two months what I've seen of you is... well damn girl! You bridge the gap between psycho and sane and somehow you haven't lost your mind" she laughed, "we've tried everything to get through to people like Ivy and Freeze, nothing works."

Ciara wiggled, embarrassed by the compliments and rubbed the back of her head, "I guess I'm just good at that sort of thing... Cause I'm not so normal either... But you. You've been amazing! Pulling up blue prints and planning routes within moments of asking. And this set up is outstanding! I could only imagine what your place looked like and it's even cooler. And the clock tower! Brilliant." She smiled widely, praising Barbara.

"Yes well, I have a knack for computers" Barbara shrugged bashfully, "and I know Gotham pretty damn well already. Not to mention... well, I guess since you know I'm oracle now... I used to be bat-girl. No big." she grinned.

Ciara wiggled exicitedly, "REALLY?! Wow.Can you get anymore amazing Barbara? I mean, the CPU you must have to run all of this... Did you wire this all up yourself? My Dad use to tell me stories all about you guys. It was his way of trying to tell me just because I didn't have super powers didn't mean I couldn't be super. I'm not sure if any of them were actually true... One did involve people dressed up like white rabbits. "

"Well, I had a little help from the boys to set up the hardware, but the software? All me." She boasted proudly, before a look of horror crossed her face, "oh dear heavens those damnable bunny suits" Barbara groaned, "That was the worst. And here I'd thought I'd nearly blocked that from memory by now"

"Wow...Oh really? Huh, so there was some truth to those stories..."

"Well, when you've lived in Gotham your whole life, you tend to see some crazy shit go down. Especially when your dad's the commissioner." Barbara shrugged, "You know how I convinced him to let me keep doing this stuff?" she gestured to the computers, "because of all the times I got hurt from being Batgirl, I never got permanently hurt. The wheelchair happened because Joker wanted to pull a prank on my dad. How screwed up is that? Plus this way, I've got twenty-four hour communication to the best body guards in town." she grinned.

"Huh... Kinda Ironic if you think about it... But it must be nice to have the best body guards in town. If we ever get out of here, maybe I could borrow them. Then I wouldn't be carried off by Sabertooth all the time," She teased, grabbing a seat on the side of the table.

"Sabertooth eh?" she looked thoughtful, "Hmm... Yeah, there is an odd connection between you two, isn't there?" she turned to the computer and pulled up his file, "Victor Creed, or at least that's the only real name we've found. I haven't done a ton of research on him but he's definitely got some sort of fixation with you. Yet he never seeks you out for his own purposes, always working under someone else. It's kinda creepy."

Ciara rubbed the back of her head, "Yeah, I kinda met him before he was all big and scary but it is kinda creepy for sure. I mean, from the time I'm actually from Sabertooth pretty much is known for being able to locate 'anyone' named Ciara." She sighed, "It doesn't matter where I am or who I'm with. He just shows up and throws me over his shoulder. My powers don't tend to work around him, "She look at her hands, "But luckily, he doesn't tend to bother me when I'm on Genosha cause he also works for Eric," She sighed again, "It's pretty bad when you know his left shoulder is a lot more comfortable to be thrown over than his right..."

Barbara stared, "... wwoooowww, yeah, I take it back, you are insane" she grinned teasingly.

Ciara laughed, "I prefer the term, complex!" She said dramatically, striking a pose with her hands on her hips.

"Ah, right then, complexly insane! I'll carve you a new name plate" Oracle laughed

Ciara laughed as well and put her head in her hands, "Can I have a purple blue straight jacket?" She asked looking innocently.

"Nightwing's got dibs on the blue on, but the purple one is all yours" Oracle chuckled, splitting the chocolate bar that Ciara had given her in half, she offered one of the halves to the mutant.

She chuckled along with her. Ciara's eyes widened as the chocolate was offered to her, she took the piece and nibbled on the side, "It's amazing how we take so many things for granted in this world... and it isn't till we lost them that we realize how much we should have anticipated these things to begin with..."

"I know exactly what you mean" Oracle replied, sucking on a square of the chocolate, "mmmm.... I'm so happy you found all those trophies... even if they all weren't this good."