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Sometimes I do. Sometimes it’s only like, one every couple of days, sometimes it’s a couple a day. *shrugs*
“We could probably open up a club. ‘Here to everything annoying connected to history.’“
“I could use a drink. You want one?”
Hello again BATS...
“Ohh..uhh…I had to leave the Atlantic, my home, since it’s not very safe there at the moment…Why are you here?”
“The Atlantic? Ocean?”
“I can see into the past.”
“What did you just say?”
“Dude, where they came from is of no consequence, do you want one, yay or nay?”
“Yey then.”
“I didn’t know the school allowed visiting parents throughout the semester. I might jump in Underworld soon enough.”
“underworld?”
“Yeah, that truly is a brilliant idea.”
“I thought you were the walk-on-the-wild-side fun type of girl. Clearly I was wrong.”
[ Damian accepts the glass and the bottle, pouring a copious amount of alcohol into his glass ] M’Damian.
“Nice to meet you.”
“So, Damian, why are you in the Bats?”
Say no more, I have those days too.
“They’ve become a regular basis to me.”
Talk about the best materials for gloves? Silk versus cotton..
“Sounds great. I’m always up for silk.”
Besides, I’ve now officially drunk..
Dear me.
“You barely had one drink and you’re already drunk?”
I’m an incarnate. I’ve lived loads of past lives.
Sometimes I get flashbacks. Annoying ones.
“Ha. That’s interesting.”
“I can see into the past only if I touch someone or something, but I’m trying to avoid that. It really wears me down like nothing. I guess it really is a bit alike, only you don’t have your flashbacks on daily basis. Or do you?”
Oh. Right.
Just, uh, s’y’know, I can’t get drunk? But I’ll still drink.
“I know the feeling. It takes like a mountain of liquor to take me down.”
“Here.” She handed him a spare glass and the bottle. “Also, I’m Natasha.“
None whatsoever, but you do.
So let’s redirect your attention from your pain-in-the-ass supernatural power and focus on mine instead. I’m a danger to literally all men, human and supernatural alike. That about sums it up.
“That’s cool. Most of the supernaturals here think they’re invincible. Someone threatening their existence is really a refreshing sort.”
“I’m Natasha.”
So are we celebrating something? Or just drinking?
“Just drinking, love. I need the liquor.”
Well when you live, like, directly between the two, it’s kind of impossible not to see or meet them!
“That would make you a siren then, am I right?”
A cannibal?! Oh my gosh, no! I would never eat one of my sisters! That’s a horrific thought!
“Well, then what’s nutritive enough for you?”
It’s a bottle. Bottles can’t be lonely.
Join you for what?
“It was a metaphor.”
“A drink? Alcoholic beverage? Booze? Liquor? Take your pick of the word, but the idea’s the same.”
