tushanshu | ✦ 009 ✦

[It was around two hours after sunrise when it happened.]

[Zatanna had been up early, as usual, and through her usual morning routine. A stroll through the sector. Stopping off at her favorite cafe for a cup of tea. Waving at a few other regulars in the area. Checking the rooftops...just in case.]

[By the time she made it back to her room, she was in good spirits. The weather was chilly, but she didn't mind. It actually felt pretty good. Hanging her jacket up, she absently rubbed at her arms as she grabbed one of the books she had been reading and settled on her living room couch. Head against the arm rest. Feet propped up over the back. She was about halfway through. Impressive, considering she could only actually read a handful of the words.]

[She turned the page, and sat upright.]

[Huh. This one was actually...interesting. The circles in the diagram were familiar. She'd used something similar to help the younger Robin with his slug problem some time back. And the words written underneath...]

[She tried to read them aloud. Nothing happened. Then, on a whim, she tried them backwards.]

[The last of the words barely left her lips when a sudden gust of wind burst from the very pages, throwing her back. Like a silent sonic boom. Spreading far and wide. Beyond the walls of her apartment. It knocked the wind out of her, but only for a moment. She recovered soon after, holding a hand to her head as she slowly got up.]

['What was that?']

[Then she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.]

['...oh...']

[VIDEO]

[Around half an hour after the residents of the Turtle experienced a strange ripple effect, Zatanna appears over the Network. Looking a little...uh...]

[...definitely not fifteen years old.]

So...the good news is that I figured out what happens when you read a kedan spell backwards. [yay?]

['The bad news is that I have no idea how to reverse it.']

[...]

['...my bad?']

((ooc: Aaaaand Mis-Spell has begun!))

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[ZATANNAAAAAAAAA you are dead.] I'm really hoping you have a way to fix this. I don't want to be stuck babysitting Kyle. [You made him seven years old SEVEN YEARS OLD.]

[SHAYERAAAAA no she's too young and innocent to die.]

[...]

[...okay, but she's still too young.]

So don't get stuck babysitting him.

Don't we have a Hal or two around here somewhere?

[You're legal, therefore old enough to die.] You honestly think they'd take him? You saw how he's acting now.

[That's not how it works!]

I did.

Honestly, if it weren't for the downsizing, I wouldn't've noticed a difference.

[Yes it is!] He's about ten times more energetic, how could you not notice that.

...selective attention span?

I guess you do need to pay attention to the rest of the people yelling at you. At least they're not creating a mob and going to your house with pitchforks and torches.

Oh, that? Please. My dad's been yelling at me ever since I was old enough to sneak out of the house.

But you have a point. Good thing burning witches at the stake already went out of style before I was born.

I think this is a little more severe than a lecture from your dad. [LOOKING AT YOU, BATS.] By a few hundred years.

[Then her face changes like a little light bulb went off in her head.] Hey. You think my mace might help somehow? It's made of Nth metal.

[You see that flinch? That one, right there? That's the flinch of a mentally 15-year-old who was just reminded that the very opinionated, hot-headed redhaired Thanagarian was carrying the one thing that could seriously hurt her on multiple levels.]

I...maybe?

It's not like I could stop you from trying.

[Wow, Zatanna, she wouldn't hurt you!] As much fun as it sounds like to go hitting people randomly, I don't think that would fly well. [That look of disappointment in not being able to hit people was totally not there nope, nothing here.]

You're the magician here.

[You can't blame her for feeling overly nervous about this. Because, you know, all the reasons.]

How else does the mace work? Aside from hitting people.

[Point taken. But Shayera's nice! Kinda. When Zatanna ask, Shayera picks it up, and electricity forms around the head of the mace, like a force field.] It can repel back magic like this.

I guess it can't hurt to try?

Though doing it on me won't cancel out the spell itself, that much I can tell you. It's self-sustaining. Otherwise the effects would've disappeared the instant I was knocked unconscious.

Can't you do something to make it spread out the magic-cancelling effects over the turtle? I'm not exactly the expert on magic here, and Fate's not here. [So she turns to you. :|a]

[That was definitely not a wince at the mention of Fate. Either the spirit himself, or the thought of him not being here. Funny you should mention that, Shay....]

I can't do anything with it. It's Nth metal. It cancels out my powers completely.

[Zatanna, you confuse her so much.] If it can't be solved by hitting it, then I've got nothing.

You've got the mace.

Maybe...I don't know...just holding it near somebody might be enough? Not for the whole turtle, of course, but for that one person? You can't say it's not worth a shot.

And if it works? What, will I have to fly all over the turtle and fix everyone?

Nobody ever said being a hero was easy?

If anything, we reinforce how hard it is.

...not on purpose.

✦ 009 ✦

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