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@ofthemyscira // starter call

"It's quiet," Bruce remarks with a low hum, white lenses of his mask narrowing as he uses the tech inside his mask to zoom in on the warehouse. Although his children are capable of making mistakes, their intel is rarely wrong. A sudden alliance of Metropolis and Gotham rogues is worrisome and a large exchange of dangerous good was supposed to happen tonight. Despite the fact such an important exchange was supposed to happen tonight there is now activity on the dock and there are now ships slowly sailing in from the harbor. Gotham harbor is seldom this quiet, even on stormy days. "Something is wrong," he notes, eyes flickering over the oddly serene scene before them, "I just have yet to figure out what or why."

#BATS1GNALS.bwayne #ofthemyscira

#i still don't know what to tag this #ofthemyscira #bruz3r #day after father's day too like damn no time wasted #im actually supposed to be working on something #instead i made this

"what the fuck are they feeding superheroes that make them so tall? save some of that height for the rest of us."

#ofthemyscira #*・ﾟ★ ( ally / ic. ) — ❝ ᵛᵃᵍᵃᵇᵒᶰᵈᵉᵈ ʰʸᵇʳᶤᵈ ❞

@ofthemyscira : ❝ you can have the last bite. ❞

"do i look that starved?" tone indicates playfulness, with a bit of hesitation- it wasn't like them to just ask for food, let alone anything. but maybe they didn't have to.

pictures speak a thousand words, & their state had plenty to say without needing to speak. it was like they forgot about the hunger until it was brought up verbally; pangs in the pit of their stomach make their choice to take the final slice of banana bread that was offered to them.

not normally their thing, really, they're more of a white meat kind of individual, but baked goods like these wouldn't be turned down either. not when you haven't eaten in so long. hours? maybe a day?

"th.. thank you. i know i wouldn't have asked any time soon, but i'll find a way to make it up to you."

why did they have to? it wasn't obligation. yet the need to do so was strong. ally had to pay back those debts, no matter how small.

#ofthemyscira #*・ﾟ★ ( ally / ic. ) — ❝ ᵛᵃᵍᵃᵇᵒᶰᵈᵉᵈ ʰʸᵇʳᶤᵈ ❞

❝ i can scratch this off my bucket list. ❞ small chuckle companies the bemused expression radiating from barbara. if you would have told a rookie - batgirl that she would one day be going out for some ice cream with . . . wonder woman, it would have sounded like a surreal dream. ❝ who would have thought you had a sweet tooth! ❞

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#ofthemyscira #here we go! :]#[ 𝚟𝚎𝚛. ] act iii . — a bartered pretense; the second flight of batgirl .

@ofthemyscira: but now you've brought it up, you have to tell me.

Kara released an exaggerated sigh before falling backwards onto the couch, folding her arms tightly across her chest. ❛❛ That's not fair! You always trap me with my own words. I've got to stop talking. ❜❜ She peaked from the crook of her elbow with a wide smile. It was always comfortable being with Diana — she didn't scold like Kal or lecture like Bruce. ❛❛ Okay, okay... So you know how I said there was an 'unfortunate incident' in the Batcave last week? ❜❜ Kara sat upright, looking a little anxious while her hands illustrated her words. ❛❛ I maybe — maybe — let an antsy Krypto chase a batarang into the central console and fled before anyone found out. I'm pretty sure the prototype Batwing burst into pieces when it flew into the nearest WayneTech tower. ❜❜ She then paused with unmistakeable guilt. ❛❛ Please don't tell Bruce. He'll kill me, and maybe neuter Krypto if we're lucky. I cut the cameras, like, straight away. ❜❜

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"you don't have to do this."

send “you don’t have to do this.” to find my muse about to kill someone! - accepting

any other voice would have been met with laughter, with violence even -- either directed at them or the man before her. mocking, hurting, lashing out. but she does pause, eyes falling closed as she takes a slow breath.

this was bound to happen eventually; she may not consider herself a villain, but diana is, and always has been, a hero. she saves people. if only she could have been saved, maybe things would have been different. she doesn’t turn to face the amazon, doesn’t want to see the plea in her eyes.

he’s no one important, one of her contractees, and his time has run out. does she HAVE to do this? no, not technically. she holds his contract personally, nothing but her pride prevents her from tearing it up, letting him off the hook to live until the end of his natural days... but that wasn’t playing fair. he’d gotten exactly what he’d signed his soul away for; she held up her side of the bargain, now it's time he does the same.

if she allows diana to stop her once, it sets a bad precedent after all. what would stop her, then, from demanding the demon terminate each and every contract ? that’s what she tells herself, at least.

“ maybe not, ” she drawls slowly, gaze still firmly fixed on the soul she’s here to collect. “ but i do have a contract that says his soul is mine to take as of... ” a pause as she glances to her wrist, “ seven minutes ago. ”

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@ofthemyscira - starter call

it's a pretty standard routine by now: be the bad guy, go do bad guy things, wind up pinned by your throat to the wall by the good guy. this time's a little different, though. because the good guy's wonder woman. and she's got, just, so many muscles. is this a good time to flirt? debatable. but it's not like there's a wondy-signal on a rooftop she can turn on-- so harley's gonna shoot her shot.