Oct 28, 2016
"Do you know what kind of fish you are?” Mera asks the small child as she kneels down so she can look at their face properly. “A blue tang. Did you know they can make themselves semi-transparent when they hide from predators?”
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"Do you know what kind of fish you are?” Mera asks the small child as she kneels down so she can look at their face properly. “A blue tang. Did you know they can make themselves semi-transparent when they hide from predators?”
Donna Troy wasn’t like other Amazon’s. She had grown to actually love the ‘man’s’ world as the girls back home would call it. Hell, even Diana was here protecting it! This place did have it’s dark moments, and she fought to protect on the lines with the other Titans and League Members. She shook her head smiling. Those were the good days. The way she thought of them were like they were done and gone, but something in her gut said different.
As she stood in the kitchen, she continued to get lost in thought until she heard the doors open behind her. She narrowed her eyes a bit, but never turned to see who was there. “I’ll give you five seconds to leave.” She promised so sweetly. When she noticed the person wasn’t leaving, she finally turned around and smirked. “Okay, you won’t go, so why are you here?” The woman shrugged. “I’ll give you one minute to tell me, or I promise you’ll be leaving out the window.”
Her hat hung low on her face and Barbara was having fun so far. Her broken wrist from her run in with the joker was easily hid under her red trench coat. Moving through the crowds of people, she spotted a familiar face in the crowd and rushed up behind them. Throwing her arms around their neck and practically shoving them forewords, she spoke to them. "Go on the roller coaster with me?" She asked, peering around their shoulder to look at their face.
He hadn't been to a Halloween event in years; make that go out for Halloween in general for years. He hadn't seen the point in it as he had gotten older and dealing with masked individuals on a day to day basis tended to make you think differently about Halloween. Though, Tim had tried to make an effort; a last minute effort with things that were often strewn about his room in the tower, but he was here none the less. Watching the dunk tank closely with his arms crossed, Tim shook his head. "Dunking the Joker in freezing cold water isn't the only thing I want to do to him." He grumbled, shifting from foot to foot.
“---oh, don’t give me that look!” peter shoved the last bit of his fifth donut into his mouth, uncaring of the fact that it made talking more difficult. there was little in this world that could keep peter’s mouth shut when he was in costume. (or out, if he was being entirely honest.) “i earned this. did you see what i just had to deal with?”
"Everything about this reads “recipe for disaster”...” Tim muses, as he reads through the news article talking about GCPD allowing vigilantes to bring in villain's, without being brought in, but no promise of villains being reprimanded if they brought in a member of Waller's ‘task force;
"Are you really going to offer me that?” Mera asked, glaring at the sampling of fish stick the sales woman was offering her. “I don’t e a t fish.”
“I think the law would disagree on what you are doing there. And I will kindly ask you to stop. But if you wanna put yourself in the unconfortable position of being between my mace and that brick wall, then by all means, continue.”