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[saveboth]

" smile, " eve whispers, gun against the small of eve's back, glass of champagne in her other hand. " your boyfriend hired me. there are men here who want to hurt you. i'm going to stop that from happening, but you're going to have to listen carefully. "

sc ⸺ @teschfiles ♡

[grawl1x]

     they're walking into a trap. and while knowing it's a trap is better than going in blind, it doesn't change the fact that they are doing exactly what veronica cale hoped they would when she decided to throw an exclusive party to celebrate her acquisition of an artifact @am4zon had immediately recognized as being amazonian in origin: the time scissors of chronos. they're (supposedly) able to cut through the layers of time and space, but he doesn't think cale actually intends to use them... he thinks they're bait for wonder woman.

     and the bait worked, in the sense that the superficial and vacuous bruce wayne used his plus one to bring diana prince along because isn't chronos, like, greek or whatever? you're into that stuff, right, sweetheart? this wasn't his first choice, obviously, but diana insisted she needed to be the one to handle the time scissors... and nobody was about to argue with wonder woman—not even batman.

     bruce works the group of attendees with his trademark playboy charm, keeping an eye out for anyone suspicious... when he spots a familiar face in the crowd. well, a familiar head, to be more accurate: @imperiouslex with @teschfiles on one arm and mercy graves on the other, and it's safe to assume they're not here just to mingle.

     bruce leans in close to diana's ear, not taking his eyes off the trio.

" I think this may have just gotten a bit more complicated. "

[thirdsmartest]

     well, here goes nothing. Michael knew this was a long shot, but he'd be remiss if he didn't investigate every possible lead, no matter how unlikely the yield. Luthor's people weren't talking, and now that the Fed's slapped a bunch of red tape on this whole pocket universe situation, it could take months before any answers come to light—and that's assuming they'll make whatever they find out public.

     needless to say, he's not feeling too optimistic.

     Michael knocks on the door to Eve Teschmacher's apartment. she hadn't been difficult to locate, given how active she is online and the media spotlight she's been under since playing a crucial role in Luthor's arrest. recently, though, Eve's gone uncharacteristically quiet, and that can only mean something must have changed.

" @teschfiles, you there? " Mr. Terrific calls out, letting his arm drop back down to his side. " It's Mr. Terrific. We spoke over the phone? "

[imperiouslex]

[ reunion ] a longing kiss shared after being apart for a while

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬.

     she first sees him through the tinted window, looking up at the sky as if searching for something. as if he is expecting something. even from a distance, he's noticeably broader than when he first went into belle reve; the plain white t shirt he's wearing only serves to accentuate the definition of his shoulders and arms. given how little there is to do in prison, it makes sense that Lex Luthor would have opted to spend the majority of his federally-enforced 'free time' working out.

     mercy had stepped out of the driver's seat as soon as she saw her employer in order to round the limousine and open the passenger-side door for him when he approached. " sir, " she greets Lex as he tosses his orange jumpsuit onto the floor of the vehicle before sliding into the plush leather seat beside eve.

(the jumpsuit is property of belle reve and should have been surrendered upon his release, but he knew how valuable 'Lex Luthor's prison jumpsuit' would be and insisted on wearing it out with plans to have it burned. none of the guards challenged him.)

     when mercy closes the door, what little gap exists between them disappears completely; Lex is on eve and it should be wrong how seamlessly their bodies still fit together after all this time apart. his breath feels hot against her face and smells of fresh mint, and the light graze of his stubbled cheek is the only warning she receives before he captures her lips in his. Lex's mouth is warm and soft, his fingers cold and unrelenting in eve's hair. when he breaks away for air, it's mainly for her benefit; he's still trailing his lips and tongue and teeth up her cheek.

" if you so much as think of betraying me again, " he says between each kiss, his mouth gently brushing against the shell of eve's ear as he hotly whispers, " you'll wish I still had a pocket dimension to keep you in. "

     she can feel Lex smiling against her skin, the sensation staying with eve long after he's pulled away. he pops her seat belt free before settling back onto his own side, maneuvering eve to slide onto his lap. despite his menacing promise—and make no mistake, it is a promise—Lex's touch remains tender and affectionate; he rubs his thumb over her bare thigh and hums in approval that she wore a skirt.

" mercy, I think it's time for us to go home, " Lex says, pressing a button that slides the partition up to give him and eve some privacy for the rest of the drive.

@teschfiles

[saveboth]

" wait, you thought i brought you here because i think lex cares about you? " when emilia laughs, it's cold and empty and all the things a laugh should never be. " cute. "

eve is tied to a chair in the middle of a motel room in the middle of nowhere washington state ⸺ not that emilia bothered to bag her on the way here. she wants to be found. it's the only way they're getting chris back. " but i think he cares a hell of a lot about getting his hands on the woman who landed him a lifetime in belle reve. don't you think so, ms. teschmacher? "

sc ⸺ @teschfiles ♡

[saveboth]

" i'm still not used to this kind of thing, " chase whispers in eve's ear, offering the other woman a glass of champagne. she's already on her third ⸺ and seems to have misplaced her boyfriend. " all the photographers and the press ⸺ i feel like i spend more time dress shopping than i do working. how do you do it? "

@teschfiles

[natura1order]

DEATH SHOULDN'T MEDDLE in the affairs of the living, such was not her purpose. she was only to appear when someone's time had arrived. now was far from @teschfiles' time, & yet... here she was. “ is he always like that? ” it, perhaps, wasn't wise to appear seemingly from thin air. to speak fully without making her presence known. ( forgive me, eve. ) “ how dreadful. ” / sc.

[starrstained]

[ 1PM ] the side of the highway after your car breaks down from the heat.

THIS IS AWFUL. now, she is not a delicate woman— years of rigorous dance and spotlight heat can do that to you— but this is a completely new level. it's only twenty minutes of problem solving before harlow gets sick of it and ends up kicking the tire. it's only two minutes after that before she's texting the prettiest and most resourceful girl she knows.

thank god for powerful women. when the car pulls up, she's slick with sweat. her hair's been thrown up and shirt shamelessly stripped off. ❝ i am never driving a car like this again. you'll catch me dead or in a taxi. ❞ harlow greets her with two quick kisses on either side of her cheek, slipping into her friend's car with blessed relief. ❝ thanks for the save, evie. i owe you big time. ❞

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