With that much blood, I think the world can throw you a bone and let you whine about it. -bursts through med bay door- Okay, now sit.-immediately runs through the storage and pulls out bandages and disinfectant- What happened? Are we talking rabies-ridden dog, mutant monstrosity, machete or other sharp things, bullet, all of the above?
-sits-
Knifes ow. Like three of them just sliced right through — ok ok owow that disinfectant sting, Zee.
Well, duh, it’s disinfectant. It’s gonna sting—that’s how you know it’s working.
-tugs at the fabric around the wound gently, trying to get at the rest of it- Alright, you’re gonna need to take the shirt off, or I’ll else I’ll have to rip off the sleeve. Which is it gonna be?
God no. God — Ow!! Darnitalltoheck
All right, who’s at the cave? I need medical assistance. I’m going to zeta there now.
Godfreakingithurts
Uh—this is Zatanna. I’m here! What’s your situation?! What do I need to prepare?
Recognized Batgirl [i can’t remember her number]
I — *clutches arm* I’m in so much pain that I don’t even know right now. I’m bleeding heavily in my left arm.
-runs to the zetas- What happen--omigosh. That’s a lot of blood. Okay. O-okay. Come on, we gotta get you to the med bay.
Jeezus. -follows Zee- I probably sound like the biggest crybaby. godgodgodgod
With that much blood, I think the world can throw you a bone and let you whine about it. -bursts through med bay door- Okay, now sit.
-immediately runs through the storage and pulls out bandages and disinfectant- What happened? Are we talking rabies-ridden dog, mutant monstrosity, machete or other sharp things, bullet, all of the above?
I Ain’t Getting High Tonight
Barbara hated that the lovely sound of goons being knocked out and of Zatanna’s spells stopped echoing around the cavern of injustice and was replaced with the horrid sound of a ticking time bomb. The head honcho laughed like Santa Claus as he set the bomb down and ran for it.
“Wait!” Barbara said when Zatanna called out to her. She got closer to the bomb with great haste and looked at it. If she was familiar with the tech she could hack into it and disable it. Of course it was the one kind she hadn’t been trained on yet. She wanted to curse but she didn’t have time for that.
They didn’t have time to try out any of Zee’s incantations either. “We run!” Barbara yelled, racing back toward Zee and grabbing her hand. She probably didn’t need to, but she did it out of instinct. They were going to get out of this alive.
And then Barbara would get killed by Batman, but that probably would be a less painful death then being blown to smithereens. You know. Maybe.
If Zatanna were perfectly honest with herself, she was pretty sure she had a spell that could contain the blast. Probably. If Rocket were there, the bomb wouldn’t even be a problem—one of her force fields could hold the explosion without Raquel even breaking a sweat. But Zatanna had no idea how much juice it had, or when it would go off, and bombs situations weren’t things you tried to engage with on a ‘probably’ or a ‘maybe’.
So they ran.
Batgirl grabbed her hand, dragging her along only for a few seconds before Zatanna managed to get her wits about her. Running was too slow. She strengthened her grip on Barbara and took control.
“Etativel su!” The two of them lifted off of the ground, and Zatanna guided them through the air, going back into the sewers and then straight up. She didn’t really know what was directly above them, but they didn’t exactly have time to go all the way back to the manhole they came in. “Etercnoc trap dna tel su hguorht!”
The concrete above them split open, and although she could already start to feel a bit of a drain from maintaining the levitation spell, Zatanna dragged Batgirl up and into the street, to the shock of a few pedestrians They alighted on the ground as the hole she’d made sealed itself back up again, and Zatanna had to take a second to catch her breath.
God no. God — Ow!! Darnitalltoheck
All right, who’s at the cave? I need medical assistance. I’m going to zeta there now.
Godfreakingithurts
Uh—this is Zatanna. I’m here! What’s your situation?! What do I need to prepare?
Recognized Batgirl [i can’t remember her number]
I — *clutches arm* I’m in so much pain that I don’t even know right now. I’m bleeding heavily in my left arm.
-runs to the zetas- What happen--omigosh. That’s a lot of blood. Okay. O-okay. Come on, we gotta get you to the med bay.
God no. God — Ow!! Darnitalltoheck
All right, who’s at the cave? I need medical assistance. I’m going to zeta there now.
Godfreakingithurts
Uh—this is Zatanna. I’m here! What’s your situation?! What do I need to prepare?
I Ain’t Getting High Tonight
And now every goon in the god-forsaken pit was aware of the girls existence. It didn’t matter though, because in the long-run, these idiots would be black and blue.
“After you, Zee!” She called out as she let Zatanna do her thing. Barbara flipped up above the computers and kicked a thug in the jaw; punched a man in the chin; and tripped some punks, making them fall like dominoes.
“MEN! FALL BACK!” Someone yelled from afar. Barbara turned and headed toward him—he who seemed to be the head of the operation—but she stopped dead in her tracks.
Was that a bomb?
Yep. Yep it was a freaking bomb.
Zatanna was busying herself with turning men’s shirts into straight jackets and sending several of them into head-on collisions with walls and, of course, each other. She’d taken out about 10 before there suddenly seemed too few of them.
“Fall back? What do they mean, fall back—?” Normally she’d take that as some sort of sign that they were turning tail and running from their sheer, unbeatable awesomeness, and that it meant victory. However, in her experience, that was usually far too good to be true.
She turned her attention towards Batgirl as her cape flitted past her peripheral vision. Running towards the commotion, and…oh. Fun. That suspicious-looking thing the big guy was holding couldn’t possibly mean good news.
“…do we run?!”Zatanna had no idea what sort of protocol there was on this in Gotham. Her first instinct was to try and magic the bomb away, but she had no idea how much time she had, and she’d rather not be caught mid-incantation. Did they get the heck out of dodge and let the bomb take care of the loose ends? Try and contain the blast? Or should they entertain the possibility that it was a bluff?
commissionersdaughter replied to your post: What the heck do you mean you’re not moving to…
I /was/ kidding, Zee. :) And you know what, the guy might be my mentor, but Gotham /isn’t/ his city. If you happen to change your mind, I’d welcome you with open arms and I know Nightwing would too.
Right. Gotcha. Still not planning to, but its good to know I’ve got friends there. Thanks.
I Ain’t Getting High Tonight
This place wreaked of Marijuana, even Barbara’s nose plug wasn’t keeping the scent out all of the way. Three syllables: dis-gust-ing.
After being given the “okay” by Zee, Barbara ninja-ed out and headed over to her target. Honestly all she could think was gross, gross, omygod what is that guy wearing?, EWWWW as she came towards the computer. Too bad there was a guy walking over to it just as she was.
Crap.
She cracked her knuckles under her glove and punched the guy right on the collar-bone, causing him to let out a quiet “ooof” and then she knocked him out by hitting his head.
Now she could get in.
Then Zee showed up. Barbara threw her hand over her heart because she hadn’t really expected Zatanna to come over. She needed to work on hearing everything around her.
“Haha,” She chuckled softly. “Definitely not Robin. Though, it’s kind of hard to say about the three of us. I’d probably say me or Bats.”
“There. Done.” She smiled. “You ready to crack some — ZEE LOOK OUT.”
Zatanna had been too focused on their conversation, the only thing that gave her any time to react at all was Batgirl’s warning.
She spun around, a defensive incantation already falling from her lips as the guard that Barbara had supposedly knocked out—not well enough, unfortunately—went after her with a knife. “Ezeerf won!” Thegoon froze in tracks, unable to move, and Zatanna delivered a swift roundhouse to his head that hopefully would keep him down, this time.
Other goons were alerted to their presence by the commotion, and Zatanna quickly turned to Barbara. “All clear to kick butt?!” She asked, grinning.
What? Of course I like you!
I’m not moving to Gotham because I’d rather not try and share stomping grounds with Batman.
Besides, I hear he doesn’t appreciate metas—and I’m going to assume that extends to sorceresses—in his city.
Gosh, don’t be silly.
The best thing about being able to use magic would be because well…its awesome? Its really useful, comes in handy, makes a whole bunch of tedious things in life that much easier to handle, can help out in a pinch…all that great stuff. Its sort of like any power, really. I wouldn’t give it up for the world.
The worst thing…
….it can be taxing. To learn, to control, to master certainly. And despite what you might think, everything comes with a price, and sometimes those prices can be….devastating.
The best? That wouldn’t be Batman, would it? Cause…I dunno…he doesn’t really seem….
I found a few interesting places in New York. One in Gotham—though I am not going to move there, don’t worry—and I’ve still yet to take a look at San Francisco, but I would so like to live there.
West Coast has much better whether than anywhere around here, that’s for sure.
You’d be surprised.
Hmmm… when’s your spring break? We can go hunting for wild penthouse apartments in style.
…really? I suppose I certainly would be.
Sounds like the most fun I’ll ever have. Spring Break is in…3 weeks, I think? I’ll have to double-check with M’gann. She’s way better at keeping track of these things.
sochalant replied to your post: Hey, you. How you holdin up? Sorry I didnt visit or anything yesterday, I was busy avoiding Mgann and Artemis like the plague. Theyve been /ridiculous/ latelydidnt want to risk anything on April Fools, of all days.
Glad to hear it, and such a /gentleman/, as always. -snickers- And yeah, I managed. Stayed out the whole day, did a bit of apartment hunting while I was at it
I learned from the best. :]
Find anything worth looking for?
The best? That wouldn’t be Batman, would it? Cause…I dunno…he doesn’t really seem….
I found a few interesting places in New York. One in Gotham—though I am not going to move there, don’t worry—and I’ve still yet to take a look at San Francisco, but I would so like to live there.
West Coast has much better whether than anywhere around here, that’s for sure.
I Ain’t Getting High Tonight
What was the plan? That was a darn good question and Barbara wasn’t sure how to answer that. So Barbara looked around for something, but she wasn’t exactly sure what.
Then she found something that might do.
“Look!” Barbara whispered, pointing to a laptop on someone’s lap. “See the big thug in the muted, purple shirt? I would be willing to bet my month’s allowance that the laptop has information regarding the next shipment and countless other data I can hack into.”
Barbara cleared her throat. She kinda hated to whisper. “That would be our first step, I think. Then maybe we can barge in and bust some heads.”
Zatanna smiled and sat back on her haunches, lazily starting to do some stretches. “Sounds like a plan to me. You do your bat thing, then.” Those bats and their plans and their computers and their hacking. Sometimes she wondered where they managed to get all this know-how from, but then she remembered—batman. Duh.
As Batgirl did her thing and Zatanna cracked a few joints, she observed how many guys (and girls) their were to take down.
They could take ‘em. Especially with a few well-placed spells.
“I gotta ask,” she whispered a bit out of the blue. “Who’s better at bat-hacking? You? Nightwing? Bats? Heck, what about that new Robin?”
I can’t hear myself think.
guys
don’t you think we’ve taken this too far? and by “we” I mean “you two”
(shouts over music) What?
SORRY WERE YOU TALKING TO ME?
YOU GUYS ARE RIDICULIOUS
I MEAN JOJO TAKES IT TO A LEVEL I DIDN’T THINK THIS COULD GET TO
DID YOU SAY YOLO BAKES IT IN A SPITOON?
NO I THINK SHE SAID MOJO RAKES IT TO A REVEL OF THE MOON
I THINK ALL THREE OF YOU SAID THAT THIS MUSIC IS TOO FREAKING LOUD AND NEEDS TO BE TURNED DOWN
