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A god question is whether or not the hostile is, in fact, hostile. Consider this: perhaps they are not, and you simply got in their way. { Indie DC Comics OC } { Semi-Selective } { Multiship But Not Ship-Based } { Multiverse } { Multifandom }

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₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together

Artemis pulled her hoodie over her head at the first sign of rain, desperately trying to keep her hair from getting wet. It took forever to dry her thick locks. She ran to hide under one of the stores awnings, swiftly escaping the rain. Arty would have to just wait it out, seeing as Ollie’s place was a long walk away and she sure didn’t want to get sick. 

She noticed a girl walk out of the store and she softly spoke, trying to joke about the weather. “You might want to use an umbrella if you have one.” Artemis was never one for starting conversation with strangers, she was too shy and awkward when it came to that, but she had to kill time somehow.

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"Yeah, it sure is." Artemis glanced down both ends of the street. "I didn’t recall anyone mentioning the thunder storm on the news." She was irritated that the weathermen never got their job right. If she had a warning she would not be stranded here for so long.

"It will be a while until it decides to blow over." She pulled the hoodie further over her face. The cold breeze was quite disturbing. "I’ll probably go over to the library for a while."

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } News? That was on those big boxes, right? It gave information to the inheritance here, though not in a particularly timely manner. Her home had 'news' that was much, much faster. Perhaps the humans had not evolved the mental capacity for such as of yet?

"Bothersome," the darker-haired girl chirped, turning her eyes upwards to watch the rain fall. How was she going to get anywhere now? Deseray supposed she could go out in the rain, but what if it was like being submerged? That was a risk she did not want to take.

.   .   . The others' words pulled her back to the here and now, her mind working to decipher what had been said. 'Blow over' was not a slang term she yet knew, so the girl chose to ignore it all together, focusing on the next thing the blonde had said.

"Library?"

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He nods watching her with a cautious stare as she walked forward standing inches away from him, listening to what she said he thought for a moment responding. "Interesting, why are you in Gotham City?"

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } He bothered her, though not in a way of annoyance. No, it was his calm demeanor in such a bad place in the middle of the night that kept her thinking.

"Food," Deseray answered simply.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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The teeth did not surprise him. He had seen stranger things in Gotham.”I can’t help you unless you give me your name.”

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } This man appeared unfazed by her actions, and that greatly disturbed her. Perhaps it would be best to cooperate with him.

"Deseray," the girl answered slowly.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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Batman took a minute to cuff Scarecrow. “Now, what’s your name?”

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } She didn't answer immediately. Deseray only stared back at the other for a moment, her mouth hanging slightly ajar and showing off sharp, inhuman teeth.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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Batman let her go, but then took out a pair of bolas, restraining her. “Calm down!”

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } The shout frightened her, though by now she'd come to recognize his scent as human. Obediently, the girl froze, staring him down without so much as struggling with her restraints.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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The Dark Knight put her into a headlock. “Calm down. I’m trying to help you.”

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } Deseray was to caught up in the fact that she was pinned to hear what the other was saying. The girl opened her mouth, letting out an unearthly shriek as she struggled from his grasp, proving to be far more physically powerful than she looked. His wires might restrain her, but his strength alone would not.

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{ ☢ } “SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOoooonnnnnk!” The mighty beast bellowed at his opponent. Gojira did not care if this creature looked similar to him, there can be only one king on this planet. He glared at his foe, awaking her first move.

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } Whoops. Destiel had not realized exactly how much bigger her opponent was in comparison to her, and immediately backed up. She hissed, spreading her wings in an attempt to make herself look larger, but still couldn't compare to the other. No, she was a third his size-- how would she bring down something like this?

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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Just then, someone, or something, landed on top of Scarecrow.

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } The girl gave a yelp in surprise when the flash of black entered her vision, jumping back and hissing back at the others. What was happening? What was the thing that had come out of nowhere? Deseray didn't know, but immediately perceived the other as a threat.

.   .   . She lunged forward, her jaws clamping down on the black wings (cape? it was fabric...) and giving a sharp tug. Her eyes were bright and narrowed, focused on the thing that had appeared out of nowhere. Pity she was unaware of what he was doing.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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"It’s called a syringe my dear. We are going to partake in a little experiment."

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } "S.. yringe," she repeated, testing the word. If only she knew this language better, perhaps she'd realize the danger she was in. Instead, Deseray took a curious step forward, looking at it with confusion.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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"Right here works. Now, if you’d be so kind as to hold still, we can begin." The Scarecrow pulled a syringe out of his pocket.

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } Deseray took a step back, staring at the needle in confusion. She hadn't seen one of those before. What was it? In her human glamor, the sharp little edge would be able to pierce her skin, and that was bothersome.

"What... is it?"

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } The ground shook with the force of her bellow, signaling her readiness to charge. Her target had made a mistake in trying to attack the creature, for it had only worsened and already bad situation. Some beings of this world never learned, it seemed.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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Little did either of them know, they were being watched.

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } It was to quiet, and though she normally valued silence, right now it was just bothersome.

"Where to?" the girl asked innocently, watching the strange man closely.

[artemisticblondemun-blog]

₩

₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together

Artemis pulled her hoodie over her head at the first sign of rain, desperately trying to keep her hair from getting wet. It took forever to dry her thick locks. She ran to hide under one of the stores awnings, swiftly escaping the rain. Arty would have to just wait it out, seeing as Ollie’s place was a long walk away and she sure didn’t want to get sick. 

She noticed a girl walk out of the store and she softly spoke, trying to joke about the weather. “You might want to use an umbrella if you have one.” Artemis was never one for starting conversation with strangers, she was too shy and awkward when it came to that, but she had to kill time somehow.

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } The sound of rain was still foreign to her, as there had been no such thing back home. There was water, of course, but it never fell from the skies like it did here. Such an occurrence was vexing, and nothing short of disturbing.

.  .   . Deseray could not go out in the rain without risking her temperature dropping dangerously. Her hard skin would also soften, and that was the last thing she needed in a populated area. By the looks of it, she'd just have to wait out the storm. What a bother.

.   .   . A voice pulled her from her thoughts, her light eyes coming to rest on a strange, costumed figure nearby. She didn't understand what the other said (what was an 'umbrella?'), but the being assumed it had to do with the weather, judging by how the other spoke. A statement that it was bad, or good? She didn't know.

"A lot of water," the girl answered, watching a stream begin to form on the side of the street, "cold."

[flashofyellow-shifterofgreen]

Beast Boy mentally cursed when he realized the other could breath flames. Ok in any other situation, he was be overjoyed, but right now that just made it even more dangerous.

The smoke filled the room, so he shifted to a cat to stay under the smoke and hoped the other would lose track of him. He moved as swiftly and as quietly as possible.

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } Still no sign of the other. Where had it gone? Destiel was getting annoyed. There was no food here now, and no reason to stay. It briefly occurred to her that she could continue to search for the unconscious humans, but the thought was pushed from her mind. She needed to leave and find food elsewhere-- wasn't there a city nearby?

.   .   . Snarling in anger, the creature turned, sniffing out the area she'd originally come in. A jammed hanger door, of course. Though she lumbered away from the mountain hideout, it was very clear as to what her next target would be. Destiel hopped down the rocks and charged towards Happy Harbor, maw agape and searching for the scent of food.

[afterimprisonment]

{ Deseray is virtually harmless in her human glamor. She will obey commands, follow others around, and occasionally seek out food, but she can't do much without shifting. Despite that, she is capable of making inhuman sounds and has quite the nasty bite if someone displeases her. }

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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"Follow me."

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } Deseray obeyed, following the other as silently as a lamb. She didn't know who he was, but why would she not follow his orders? Humans liked that, and she had no reason not to.

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The girl chittered in worry as she entered the dimly lit building. She'd been drawn here-- a bar, perhaps?-- by the scent of food. That aside, there was an air of danger to this place as well; Deseray had strayed into the worst side of Gotham in her search to feed. Blissfully unaware, the girl sneaked around the edges, doing what she could to avoid the eyes of the rough-looking customers conversing with one another. { Hi! Hope you don't mind this..? }

"Lost? You have that bewildered look."

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"Well then, perhaps I can help you."

[afterimprisonment]

{   ♕   } She gave a wary nod, slowly approaching him.