Infinite Lives, Buddy

“Was that a come on, Zee?” He shakes his head and takes her arm. “You don’t need to hold me that tight. I promise you, I’m not going to die while I’m with you. After that though, the bets are off.”

“What a pretty girl can’t flirt? I thought you knew me well enough to know I enjoy it.” And Mitch was fun to flirt with, especially when he brought her cupcakes. “That just makes me not to want to let go out of you at all. Even if you do always come back.”

Mitch leans down, giving Zatanna a light kiss on the forehead. “Thanks. You’re always a rock for me,Zee. Having you in my life makes me happy.”

“It’s a lab by the harbor. Gray-Goodman. Thanks for the offer. I’ll meet you there in about ten minutes.” He starts scooping up the parts of the now slightly used mech. “What do you think caused the rampage? Sunspots? Brainiac? Accidentally downloading a virus from a forwarded email?”

“Maybe all of the above, I honestly have no clue,” Karen replied as she heaved the massive metal creature onto her shoulders. It was heavy, but no where near heavy enough to really hold her down. “See you there in ten.” And with that she took off into the sky.

After making sure that that there’s nothing left to salvage/steal, Mitch arrives at the lab a few minutes after Karen does. “What is it with this city and AI’s” he finds himself wondering. How many robots have been made or broke in the last few years alone?

“I have the utmost faith in your magic, Zee.” He holds open the door for her. “It’s my luck I don’t trust. I could be taking part in a buried alive escape, and the powers that be would decide it needs to be literal.”

Mitch takes a look down the road, as if expecting a Uber driver to barrel over the curb to kill him. When that doesn’t happen, he breathes a sigh of relief. “So, what are you in the mood for? Chinese, German, or Thai?”

It was sad how true that statement was. Zee had no desire to be the reason he died either even if it wouldn’t be her fault. “I still don’t like that idea. You die in one of my shows Mitch I’m either going to be put out of business or sell out every show.” Either way they wouldn’t be coming to see her anymore.

“What if I’m not in the mood for any of them?” She grinned over at him and wrapped her arm around his. It may not be the safest thing to do, but she was hoping for at least a few hours were nothing went wrong. “Chinese sounds good to me.”

“Was that a come on, Zee?” He shakes his head and takes her arm. “You don’t need to hold me that tight. I promise you, I’m not going to die while I’m with you. After that though, the bets are off.”

“Well, that’s one way to handle it.” He looks over the robot, checking out the core components. “Ok, good. The power cells and data banks are still intact. I can bring this guy back to Central City so they can figure out what made him go berserk. You did a good job!”

Karen sighed, but smiled. “Yeah, this bad boy wasn’t so tough, or at least not tougher than me,” she said with a toothy sort of grin. “If you need any help moving him, I’m could fly him wherever, mind you if he wakes up I’m gonna drop him.”

“It’s a lab by the harbor. Gray-Goodman. Thanks for the offer. I’ll meet you there in about ten minutes.” He starts scooping up the parts of the now slightly used mech. “What do you think caused the rampage? Sunspots? Brainiac? Accidentally downloading a virus from a forwarded email?”

@mitchresurrected- continued from here {x}

There isn’t much time to react as he zooms through the air. Soon, he makes contact with the robot, and using the power he gained from his most recent revival, causes it to shut down. As he splashes off the robot’s body into a silvery pool the robot’s red eye turns off.

Mitchell soon reforms into his normal humanoid shape and gives Power Girl a thumbs-up.

Just to be sure Karen leapt up and slammed down hard on the machine, her fist slamming through the metal and into the asphalt below. Now certain it was dead, or at the very least broken, Karen smirked and gave the man a thumbs up.

“Well, that’s one way to handle it.” He looks over the robot, checking out the core components. “Ok, good. The power cells and data banks are still intact. I can bring this guy back to Central City so they can figure out what made him go berserk. You did a good job!”

“Cupcakes aren’t food?” He puts on a feigned look of shock. “That sounds good to me.” He breaks the hug slowly, and gives Zee a smile. “Here’s a thought. Every magician needs a stage assistant, right? How about I work for you? You can put me in the sword-boxes and chinese water torture cells, and know that I’ll just spring back to life if anything goes wrong.”

Zee lets out a laugh tempted to take another one. “Not when you were what I do on stage.” They were a tasty little treat that tempted you into having more until she couldn’t fit into her fishnets. Thankfully she worked out enough to keep in shape. “You know I was tempted to take you up on that offer until you insinuated something could go wrong with my magic. We both know that I can do more than just some simple tricks.”

“I have the utmost faith in your magic, Zee.” He holds open the door for her. “It’s my luck I don’t trust. I could be taking part in a buried alive escape, and the powers that be would decide it needs to be literal.”

Mitch takes a look down the road, as if expecting a Uber driver to barrel over the curb to kill him. When that doesn’t happen, he breathes a sigh of relief. “So, what are you in the mood for? Chinese, German, or Thai?”

"Ok, this is going to be an odd request." Mitchell says, his body giving off a silver sheen. "But I'm going to need you to throw me at that robot." He motions to the robot rampaging in the street. "If I can get in grappling range, I can interface with and shut it down safely."

“Well, I was going to punch it a few more times, I figured if I could break it with a couple more hard hits, I mean it look like it’s just a tough metal. But if you insist,” Karen said grabbing the man and throwing him as hard as she could manage.

There isn’t much time to react as he zooms through the air. Soon, he makes contact with the robot, and using the power he gained from his most recent revival, causes it to shut down. As he splashes off the robot’s body into a silvery pool the robot’s red eye turns off.

Mitchell soon reforms into his normal humanoid shape and gives Power Girl a thumbs-up.

“Oh yeah, you were gorgeous, Zee. I heard some Victoria’s Secret Angels saying that they should just not do the photoshoot any day you’re performing. Something about you hogging the spotlight.” He can’t help but smile. While his statement is hogwash, he doesn’t have any objection to playing to Zatanna’s ego.

He sighs, sinking his head into her shoulder. “Hmm, is that a new perfume, Zee? Kinda reminds me of home.”

She let out a laugh but didn’t believe him for a second. “Well at least I know what my next career could be if my stage show should ever fail.” Which it wouldn’t. Zee was born to be an entertainer and not the type that was simply known as an angel. She lived to entertain. “I don’t wear much more than they do either.”

“No, might be why it reminds you of home. You know I’m here for you Mitch.” She rested her head on top of his and closed her eyes. “How about we get out of here and grab some food.”

“Cupcakes aren’t food?” He puts on a feigned look of shock. “That sounds good to me.” He breaks the hug slowly, and gives Zee a smile. “Here’s a thought. Every magician needs a stage assistant, right? How about I work for you? You can put me in the sword-boxes and chinese water torture cells, and know that I’ll just spring back to life if anything goes wrong.”

“I just feel sometimes like I’m the universe’s whipping boy. I could be on the top of my game, taking down Intergang one day, then some kind of chain reaction kicks in and I find myself toe-tagged, with the cause of death being ‘errant energy blast.’ I still have to thank Booster Gold for that one.”

He raises his hands, trying to articulate his next thought. “Even coming here to see you, I died. All I wanted was some time with an old friend, and I got mauled by giant hornets. Am I just fated to have terrible luck because I continually return from the dead?”

Zee bit down the laugh at the mention of Booster. “I’m sorry. I do know how you feel. Not about the dying but feeling like everything is going right and than the universe just rips everything away away from you. It’s not fair, especially for people who dedicate their lives helping others but It’s what we get.” Magic came with a price to use and she had figured out this was it but she didn’t know why it kept doing this to Mitch.

Zatanna moves quickly and wraps her arms around him. “Maybe but at least you have me to come talk to and we’ll have cupcakes and talk about something else if you want. Like how amazing my show was tonight and how good I looked?”

“Oh yeah, you were gorgeous, Zee. I heard some Victoria’s Secret Angels saying that they should just not do the photoshoot any day you’re performing. Something about you hogging the spotlight.” He can’t help but smile. While his statement is hogwash, he doesn’t have any objection to playing to Zatanna’s ego.

He sighs, sinking his head into her shoulder. “Hmm, is that a new perfume, Zee? Kinda reminds me of home.”

“I was at one of your shows when the first terrible death happened. Tried to talk down a fledgling technopath who was freaking out as their powers manifested. You probably heard how a popcorn machine in the theater’s lobby exploded. Guess who was standing in the path of that hot oil and broken glass?” Mitch sighs and takes a cupcake. “By the time the medics arrived, I had already bounced back.”

Zee closed her eyes. It didn’t matter who her friends were or what they could do she hated to hear about them getting hurt or dying. Especially when she was so close by. “Yeah they said it was something mechanical. I really should have known better.” Her life seemed to be at times, what could go wrong would go wrong and usually it wasn’t something so mundane. She hugged him and grabbed another cupcake. “You tried and that counts for something. Besides now you have me to entertain you and I know for a fact that I am a very good entertainer.”

“I just feel sometimes like I’m the universe’s whipping boy. I could be on the top of my game, taking down Intergang one day, then some kind of chain reaction kicks in and I find myself toe-tagged, with the cause of death being ‘errant energy blast.’ I still have to thank Booster Gold for that one.”

He raises his hands, trying to articulate his next thought. “Even coming here to see you, I died. All I wanted was some time with an old friend, and I got mauled by giant hornets. Am I just fated to have terrible luck because I continually return from the dead?”

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@mitchresurrected continued from here

Zatanna bit into the cupcake and closed her eyes with a sigh. This would have been one hell of a bribe if that was what it was, but just being a gift from a friend was even better. “Sorry, I don’t get many people bringing me stuff to just be nice. Not unless they are fans.” Those brought her gifts all the time. Sometimes they got a little to personal though.

Pulling up a chair in front of him she sat down and handed the box to him. “I can do that. You want to talk about what happened or just fill the air with some mundane chit chat. I can think of a few stories about my shows.”

“I was at one of your shows when the first terrible death happened. Tried to talk down a fledgling technopath who was freaking out as their powers manifested. You probably heard how a popcorn machine in the theater’s lobby exploded. Guess who was standing in the path of that hot oil and broken glass?” Mitch sighs and takes a cupcake. “By the time the medics arrived, I had already bounced back.”

Mitch hands Zatanna a small box of cupcakes from a bakery called Lucky Spoon. "How are you today?"

Zee smiles as she takes the cupcakes and opens them. “I am doing wonderfully now that I have these.” Taking one out she licked the frosting off the top and looked up at him. “What do you want and am I going to have time to eat one of these before the trouble starts?”