this was her fifth incident today; not that kardelen was keeping track, though she found it quite hard to be so forgiving when others were being so undeniably ill-mannered. only in this strange city, she thought to herself, would people run into someone and find the nerve to blame the other person for it. ‘ are you all this rude? ’ she asks, tone questioning as she turns to the stranger beside her.
‘ a dog ! ’ she exclaims, the amazon falling to her knees in front of the animal as she reaches forward to pet the gentle giant. there is a fondness upon her face that is unmistakeable.
The woman caught Bruce’s attention the moment he spotted her in the street, the sudden sight of the brown curls and a long coat making him believe they belonged to someone else, the familiarity completely erased the second he saw her face. Brown eyes studied the stranger discreetly, noting the details of the armor and the weapons she carried, brow furrowing at the similarities they shared with Diana’s own. “Two thousand eighteen,” he answered. “Kind of an odd question though.”
‘ this world of yours is strange, ’ kardelen retorts, her countenance betraying nothing as eyes shift around the city street. it was 2018, though the world appeared to be from a more distant time altogether. nothing of this place resembled her home, no comfort to be found anywhere she turned. it was another moment before her gaze finally shifted back to the man before her.
‘ it is beautiful. ’ kardelen’s eyes are filled with a genuine sort of curiosity, unmatched by most others she has encountered on her journey, thus far. she carefully inspected the objects laid out before her -- mystified by all that the this strange city had to offer her.
‘ what year is it ? ’ she asks, as emerald hues remained trained on the individual who stands before her. kardelen very well looks like she is from another time altogether; with sword sheathed at her waist, cloak hanging onto broad shoulders -- though, it simply hadn’t occurred to her to try and assimilate to this strange new world.
’ pretty much. ’ the young avenger hummed. ‘ you’re trying to get the dart in the middle of the board , if you want to show off , or you try to get to a certain number. ’
‘ interesting, ’ the amazon hummed, thinking to herself that this activity was almost no different than archery. though, it did occur to kardelen how strange it was that they would attempt a game of arrows without bows.
ellie is a little taken aback by the question. she’s never been asked what a phone was, but she’s been asked plenty of questions about the other gadgets she fidgets with. xavier’s mansion is full of mutants too young to understand, and a handful who are old enough to understand but have been hid away their entire lives. so ellie schools her expression into something a little less hostile than her classic resting bitch face. “ it’s a phone, ” she says, then holds it out for the other to take. “ it lets me talk with anyone else who has one, no matter how far away. ” that’s the most basic definition ellie can come up with on the spot. “it’s like…connected to a whole library, too. the internet ?? ”
kardelen backs away slightly as the thing is extended towards her, skepticism manifesting in her features. her eyes remained trained on the device as the younger girl explains what exactly it is meant to do. ‘ phone, ’ she repeats, searching her mind for the origin of the word to better understand such a foreign thing. the closest she could come was the greek word phōnē -- meaning sound, voice. ‘ so you do not speak to others in letters then ’ she hesitantly picks the phone up, turning it over in her hands as she inspects it. ‘ how does everything fit in such a small box ? what is internet ? ’
❛ faiza , wait ! ❜ ━━ plucky girl collides FULL FORCE with a larger figure between her & the dinosaur display . helena scoops child from the floor , kneels before her . ❛ faiza . bambina , remember the buddy system ? BE CAREFUL , please . ❜ she ushers student gently back to the herd . ❛ i’d excuse her , but they just learned about THE T - REX and y’know … don’t get between a seven year old and her hero , i guess ? ❜
kardelen hardly flinched as the young girl collided into her, mossy greens remaining fixed to the museum display which towered over her. it was only after taking notice of the commotion which now surrounded the incident, that the amazon’s focus began to shift. ‘ is the child alright? ’ she asked, a genuine concern found laced in her tone.
cassie’s hand, holding a dart, reached to her side offering a turn to the company she’d recently acquired. ‘ come on ! have a turn. it’s lonely at the top. ’
‘ and you just... throw it? ’ she asked, her gaze shifting between the outstretched dart and the board. ‘ this is what you people find entertainment in? ’
the world has shifted, irrevocably, on its axis. and ellie does her best to seem unfazed by it, because that’s kind of her whole brand, but she’s not. the nightmares keep getting worse. truly, she can’t remember the last time she got a full night’s sleep.
“ – did you need something ?? ” she demands, hardly looking up from her phone. shes got to set up a new one after accidentally frying the old one. ( it’s hard to remember you can’t keep your phone in the pocket of your uniform when you self-detonate, alright ?? )
green hues inspect the object with an almost childlike curiosity; where did the sounds come from, what was she pressing on such a flat surface? kardelen had been concentrating so much of her energy in an attempt to figure such a device out, that it almost did not register that the individual had spoken to her.
‘ what is it? ’ she prodded, a genuine sort of curiosity and bewilderment in her tone, as brows remain knit together in confusion.
━━━ * BEREN SAAT & CISFEMALE / / did you hear about KARDELEN? i heard that they also go by KARDELEN OF THEMYSCIRA and are aged THIRTY FIVE. they’re still in tact, so that stuff in the press about them being EMBITTERED and BRAVE. think the papers are right?
giza, also known as trash can of the year, is back at it again -- here to bring you all my pure daughter, kardelen. i would love to get some plots going for her, so please feel free to hit me up with any ideas you may have, or like this post and i'll reach out to you !
kardelen was reborn on the island of themyscira; slain by her husband around the year 4500 B.C., her soul was saved from the underworld when zeus created the amazons.
a central part of amazonian history is their war against ares. they fought fearlessly against the god of war, only to end up enslaved. it was the work of hippolyta and her sister, antiope, which finally freed the amazons.
kardelen also served in the war against steppenwolf and the army of parademons and priests, during the first invasion of earth.
with the last of his divine powers, zeus created the island of themyscira. it was there that they lived and trained. she loves her home more than anything, and no one can convince her of otherwise.
she was given one cardinal purpose: to spread a message of peace, tolerance, and equality. kardelen still tries her hardest to uphold these values everyday. she is still really bitter about the past, and agrees with hippolyta that the world of man does not deserved to be saved -- though, she still has a really good heart.
though themyscira has remained a hidden wonder of the world, it was not immune to the dusting. while kardelen’s memories have remained in-tact, the event shook the amazons. she’s made her way to new york in order to track down diana, and find out what exactly has happened.
kardelen is an actual giant, and is probably taller than you. she is six foot of pure, flawless woman.
in true amazonian fashion, kardelen is omnlingual, and very well educated. she is blessed with enhanced strength, durability, healing, agility and athletics, stamina, and immortality ( sort of ). she’s a skilled warrior in combat, and knows her way around a variety of weapons, including swords and bows. can also ride a horse like nobody’s business.
similar to diana when she was first brought to the world of man, kardelen is very much clueless about the modern world. she’s still running around in her armour and cloak, as is struggling to wrap her mind round the concept of a cellphone.
– meaning “either you will win the battle, or you will die and then be carried back home on your shield”. it was said by spartan mothers to their sons before they went out to battle to remind them of their bravery and duty to sparta and greece.
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