Zatanna

[foannatazarataz]

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger [carol and zee, whatever way you want] || @sparklingdumbass​

It wasn’t unusual for Zatanna to be attacked by demons, other magicians, or something in between, that had happened since she was a child but now she was better equipped to protect herself. Zatanna was used to having to be quick on her feet, she often only had seconds to figure out the backwards words for her spells, after several years it came naturally to her and she’d learned to react fast. Though this time before she cast a spell someone stepped between her and the creature that had decided to attack her this time, but when the creature attacked Zatanna quickly put up a forcefield. “Ecrof dleif” as soon as the words were uttered a magical force field was conjured between the two women and the creature. “Not to be rude, I appreciate the attempt to help, but I have this handled.”

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fxllen-one​:

[😈 ➡️ Unknown] I am not! I just appreciate attention. [😈 ➡️ Unknown] You’re just jealous that people don’t pay as much attention to /you/. [😈 ➡️ Unknown] No, it’s the definition of being someone who people love to blame everything on, so I just end up feeling like a perfect topic of conversation.

(✉ → ???): I’m a stage magician, I get plenty of attention (✉ → ???): you’re being needy for attention

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immortalweapon​:

(✉️ ➡️ Zatanna Z.): I’d love to read them, if you don’t mind. (✉️ ➡️ Zatanna Z.): Can I ask what they’re about?

(✉ → D. Rand): of course not, just come by the shop anytime to pick them up (✉ → D. Rand): I think one’s about the history of the place, one seem to be more of a journal, the others I haven’t had a chance to read yet

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farfromhelpless​:

Every time that MJ thought things had started to settle down — something new kicked up. She was making a run for food, hoping that places wouldn’t be closed, hoping that people weren’t looting, hoping that there was some order still left in the city. Which meant, no suit. Because MJ didn’t want to wear it out to everyplace she went. But no suit meant a lot of thing, but mostly, that she was ill equipped to fight anyone herself. A familiar face showed up just in time, but MJ didn’t know her outside of the magic shop that she had almost completely brushed off as fake. Real magic the woman suddenly promised. 

MJ looked at the mutants who were dangerously close to being cornered — they had been doing exactly what MJ was doing. Looking for food. And enforcers who didn’t care that they were about to engage with people who weren’t criminals. MJ fully believed in accountability, in the core of what this was supposed to be, but it went both ways. Both sides needed to answer to what had been done. “Yeah,” MJ said quietly, her gaze shifting to Zatanna. “Real magic is a bonus, but those kids need our help.”

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Zatanna would always do what she could do help people, just like her father had done. Using backwards words was one way she honored him and kept his memory alive, following in his footsteps to use her magic to help people was another, and more important if you asked Zatanna, way to honor him. The city was in chaos and she did what she could, helping people escape from enforcers or sentinels and getting them to a safe place was what she focused on right now.

“You get the kids to safety and I’ll draw the attention of the enforcers” the magician said, it was only a small group of enforcers so she doubted they would give her too much trouble and she just needed to distract them long enough for the young mutants to get away.

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rictorscales​:

Rictor snorted at her comment, rolling his eyes. There were plenty of ways to insult Julio Richter, but making fun of his fashion choices wasn’t one of them. He’d never given enough of a shit about what anyone else thought about his clothes to be offended when they didn’t like him. Someone who didn’t know him well might assume the same could be said of the rest of him as well, but that wasn’t quite true. Rictor had always put a little too much stake on what other people thought of him. That was part of the problem. When they were through the portal, it only took Ric a heartbeat to get his bearings back. Between Illyana and Shatterstar, he was more than used to traveling this way. His powers helped, too. He could feel the earth beneath him, feel the way the planet’s heartbeat synced with his own. It was a pretty good way to ground yourself. “I feel them,” he murmured lowly, head tilting to the side as the vibration of wheels against concrete drew nearer. “Want me to rough up their journey a bit?” 

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Zatanna knew they’d had to act fast to take out the guards on the transport so they wouldn’t have time to call for back up, though between the two of them she doubted that would be a problem. “Show them what you got” the magician replied with a slight grin, what they were doing was important and a serious situation but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun while doing it. “You get the prisoners out once the truck is stopped, leave the guards to me” she’d use a spell to take them out quick then help Ric get everyone to safety.

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@immortalweapon

(✉ → D. Rand): I found some more texts on K’un Lun in my personal library (✉ → D. Rand): let me know if you’re interested in them

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magicdumbass​:

/ -.-. / …. / .- / — / … /

“That’s probably a smart idea, considering…” Wanda murmured, staring over at the light that had appeared. “It’s pretty,” she said, drawing a little bit closer. “I don’t… make things as corporal as that,” she explained, holding up her own hand. A red ball of energy, shapeless, constantly moving and shifting and swirling, appeared in her hand. “I can move things too. Just with my mind. I wonder…” She tilted her head, concentrating on the other witch’s spell, the little ball in her hand. Trying to lift it off the palm of her hand. 

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“This was one of the first spells my dad taught me” it was to teach her to focus and to channel her energy without exhausting herself. “I can summon different things, open portals, heal wounds, just to name a few” Zatanna said, watching the red energy swirling around in the other woman’s hand. She kept the spell active, curious to see what the woman was trying to do.

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ofromcnovas​:

Historically, Natasha wasn’t great at playing with others. Loyalty was merely a temporary affair in the Red Room. If you could use someone in order to achieve your goal with greater ease, then that was to be manipulated at all costs, loose ends tied as soon as the job was completed. The Avengers changed Natasha’s view on what it meant to have a team by your side, and soon she found herself willing to die for the idiots watching her six (at least, more than she ever had been willing to – self sacrifice still didn’t settle easily, not after decades of survival). The Sentinels were a threat, and there were hundreds of people who wanted to help without needing extraction immediately afterwards.

Trust still didn’t come easily, of course. Natasha was more than ready for the other woman to leave, to save herself, when she felt a tingle on her skin. She looked down briefly as she ran, and could see straight through her arm. Invisibility. A handy skill to have – even handier as she launched herself off a wall, landing on the Sentinel’s shoulders, using her Widow’s Bites to send electricity through the circuit board on its neck. “Any chance of a cushy landing pad?” Natasha called out, as the Sentinel gradually began to glitch out, stumbling back on its feet.

Zatanna’s father had used his magic to fight evil and help people, growing up Zatanna wanted to follow in his footstep leading her to join the Titans and then later the Justice League in order to do just that. While she had assisted other members of the League on regular missions she had mostly focused on using her magic to fight dark magic threats. After the Justice League disbanded Zatanna kept fighting magical threats and help powered people escape from enforcers and later from Sentinels. 

While the redhead ran at the Sentinel Zatanna kept the concealment spell going until the other woman was on top of its shoulders and sent electricity through it. Once the Sentinel started stumbling back as it was glitching out Zatanna raised her hand towards the woman as she spoke an incantation. “Etativel reh nwod” it wasn’t exactly a landing pad but it would levitate the other woman down to the ground safely.

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fxllen-one​:

[😈 ➡️ Unknown] You would think that, yes, but so many people claim to know me even if they haven’t met me. Usually ones who think I’m “corrupting” people. Which I won’t deny, but still. They should at least meet me first! [😈 ➡️ Unknown] Needy? How dare you! I am /not/ needy!

(✉ → ???): you’re extremely needy (✉ → ???): demanding people should always pay attention to you, even when they don’t know you? (✉ → ???): that’s needy, it’s the definition of being needy

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farfromhelpless​:

MJ let out a small sigh — but it wasn’t this woman’s fault. If she didn’t have what she needed then… she simply didn’t have it. “Do you have anything like that — not hair color changing but like… anything similar, at all?” MJ clearly didn’t know much about magic or what this shop would have held with in it — but she had hoped for something closer to a gag gift… and not real magic. (Not that she was even sure that she was looking at real magic.) 

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“Not really, I could put a spell on something to have that effect but I don’t have anything in the shop that would do it” Zatanna said, a spell to change hair color was really beneath her and what she could do with her powers she just had to have an item that could hold the spell. “I mostly sell spell books and books on magical history so a spell is the only way I can give you what you’re looking for.”

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jeangrcysummers​:

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“Perhaps you could look into him being multi-purpose,” Jean replied – although her eyebrow quirked up just a little as she looked at the other woman. She didn’t give off the vibe of someone who needed anyone else to protect her. “I rarely meet people in usual circumstances.” Welcome to the X-Men, hope you survive the experience … at least in this case it wasn’t Jean’s family or her home putting people in mortal danger unintentionally. “That’s the vote of confidence I was looking for.” Magic was well beyond Jean’s list of talents, so she stayed close to the other woman. “Any way I can give you a hand?” she asked. “Telepath, telekinetic, X-Man. Kind of. It’s complicated.” What better time to show the cards she held to her chest, after all?

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“I think I’ll just try to remember to close the shop next time” Zatanna said, she was usually good at remembering but she was short on time to follow the book thief before his trail went cold. “Me either now that I think about it” it was hard meeting people in a normal way with how her life was, at least her life was interesting. “You could lend me some of your energy” all magic required energy which most of the time had to come from within, the spell would be easier for her to perform if Jean lent her energy to it.

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magicdumbass​:

/ -.-. / …. / .- / — / … /  

The word father made something inside Wanda twinge and ache, but she pushed that down. Focused the feeling, channeling it until it danced scarlet across her fingertips. She held up her hand, wiggling her fingers. “I’ll put on a show if you do,” she offered. “After you, of course.” 

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“I usually make people buy tickets to my shows” Zatanna joked as she held out her hand slightly. “Thgil“ she said, a small ball of light appearing in the palm of her hand, switching colors every few seconds. “Not the most impressive but I don’t want to draw too much attention.”

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[ DISTRACT ] for our muses to cause a disruption to gain the attention of enforcers/sentinels // @farfromhelpless​

Zatanna was trying her best to help people around the city, using her portals to transport them to safety or helping powered people get away from enforcers and sentinels. Right now she was busy with the latter, trying to figure out the best way to get the attention of the enforcers closing in on a group of young mutants. “Want to help me create a distraction?” She asked MJ, she didn’t really know her, only having met her when she came into Zatanna’s magic shop. “You’ll get to see some real magic if you help me.”

[ofromcnovas]

[ caught ] for our muses to get cornered by a first wave sentinels || @foannatazarataz​

For the most part, she had managed to evade the Sentinels. Occasionally she would find herself running into a group, but never enough that she could collect true data on. Spider-Man had suggested DNA manipulation, but trawling through SHIELD’s files hadn’t been her top priority – and now it seemed like she might not get the chance.

It was a good thing she could recognise an enhanced a mile off. The woman who appeared beside her seemed entirely unimpressed by the robots before them, despite their large size and impressive numbers. “If we take them out close enough together,” she called over, “they won’t have time to call for back up.” With that, Natasha began to run towards them. “Cover me!”

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Zatanna hadn’t had much problems with Sentinels, she was good at avoiding them, often using other planes of existence so she wouldn’t get detected or to get away the few times she had been detected by Sentinels. Right now with everything going on she wasn’t too concerned about avoiding them, now she focused more on getting their attention, distracting them so others could get away from them before the Sentinels could arrest them. 

She barely registered what the woman next to her said before she started running towards the group of Sentinels, the magician following close after. The other woman was right, they had to take them all out quick so they couldn’t call for back up. “Laecnoc su” she spoke the incantation to conceal them so at least they would be a little harder to detect at first.

[ofcosmicwonder]

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Donna had flown into the city as soon as she’d seen the news. Kara. Her heart was screaming to go to her best friend and fix whatever was wrong, but Alex said kryptonite and that they were working on a cure, and… Donna knew that if she went flying in without a plan, she would only hurt Kara more in the end. Instead, she was doing whatever she could to help around the city. “Zee, help me get these kids to the Bayard Community Center. We have it set up as a safe place.” The center in Chinatown where she volunteered was also where she’d taken Lian to be somewhere safe during this mess.

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Zatanna had been out in the city helping people get to safety with her magic ever since the UN and Stark Tower was attacked. She helped mutants and metahumans get away from Sentinels and helped protect the ones who needed it. Right now she was helping Donna get kids off the streets to safe locations, it was much faster with her portals. She spoke the incantation to open a portal to where Donna had said. “Through here” she told the kids as the portal opened in front of them.

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magicdumbass​:

/ -.-. / …. / .- / — / … /  

“Oh, of course,” Wanda drawled, sizing up the woman as she stepped towards her.  “How foolish of me.” She stopped a few feet away from her, her other hand down at her side. There was some tension, some energy dancing through her fingertips. “Were you born with them?” she asked. “Mine isn’t really magic. They call me witch, but it’s… It’s about energy, chaos, movement. I’m not pulling rabbits out of hats over here.”

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“I was” Zatanna nodded, she’d always been able to use magic but it’d taken a lot of training before she got the level she was on today. “My father was also able to use magic but what I was born with came from my mother’s side” what she’d learned about magic was mostly taught to her by her father though. “I usually save the pulling out rabbits from my hat for the stage” the magician quipped.

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magicdumbass​:

@foannatazarataz​  ❛ welcome to hell ❜

Wanda turned around slowly, holding up a hand dancing with red energy to illuminate the alleyway. “That’s very dramatic,” she said, arching a brow at the other girl. The hairs on the back of her neck were tingling, there was a buzz in the air that made her tilt her head. “You are like me,” she said slowly. “You have gifts.”

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“I’m a stage magician, it’s in my job description to be dramatic” Zatanna replied with a small shrug, though most of the time she saved the dramatics for the stage. “Not exactly like you” there weren’t many of Zatanna’s kind left after all “but I do have powers, magic.” As a Homo Magi she had the magic she was born with but she also had the magic she’d learned from her father.