✧Zatanna Zatara✧ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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tushanshu2013-02-01 05:24 pm
backwordscompatible) wrote in tushanshu2013-02-01 05:24 pm
✦ 003 ✦ [video]
[So, first, she’d almost drowned. Then, her best friend (and sort-of boyfriend) had drowned...only to come back as a zombie. Whom she had to watch die all over again. And, to top it all off, she was still suffering from the after-effects of running around while all this was happening in sopping wet clothes.]
[To put it mildly, Zatanna was not in good spirits (hah--oh, forget it). And had a few dry words for the Network:]
Some ‘world of dreams’, or whatever they’re still claiming this place is. More like one, big, slow-moving nightmare.
If I’d known the Turtle was going to find inspiration in every bad movie we watched the other night, I might’ve reconsidered picking a different theme.
[...of course, none of them had much to do with how she was actually feeling right then. Too public.]
[Her eyes were still glassy from sleep as she sneezed twice before ending the feed, message delivered.]
[But then, it switched back on as an afterthought occurred to her:]
Oh, yeah: whichever of you perverts decided to leave that tiny ‘surprise’ in the frame of my vanity mirror? I took a particular satisfaction in frying that thing. Twice.
Just so you know.
[’sup, Batman, she definitely just inadvertently called you a pervert. Because bugging teen girls’ rooms is incredibly rude.]
[To put it mildly, Zatanna was not in good spirits (hah--oh, forget it). And had a few dry words for the Network:]
Some ‘world of dreams’, or whatever they’re still claiming this place is. More like one, big, slow-moving nightmare.
If I’d known the Turtle was going to find inspiration in every bad movie we watched the other night, I might’ve reconsidered picking a different theme.
[...of course, none of them had much to do with how she was actually feeling right then. Too public.]
[Her eyes were still glassy from sleep as she sneezed twice before ending the feed, message delivered.]
[But then, it switched back on as an afterthought occurred to her:]
Oh, yeah: whichever of you perverts decided to leave that tiny ‘surprise’ in the frame of my vanity mirror? I took a particular satisfaction in frying that thing. Twice.
Just so you know.
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