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Zatanna Zatara on Smallville
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Say hello to your new best friend. The bao.
the only αηιмαℓ i couldn't fight...
"Uh, I’ll have to pass. I’m not a drinker, actually I’m forbidden from consuming anything that messes with higher brain function back home.
Also I think it just taste…questionable. If you have any tea however…”
"Wow--really? Sounds like a pain..."
⊰ She nods, and moves away from the table towards the counter, flicking the kettle on. ⊱
"We got lemon, strawberry or just normal. Take your pick."
[ Roger doesn’t shrink from the glare - Marla’s a nurse who works stupidly long hours and did so even when the boys were young. That glare is nothing compared to Marla’s. ]
I have water. And pain killers. Thought you might need them.
"Oh, it's you. I thought it was one of the boys. Thanks."
⊰ Giving a tired smile, she takes the painkillers and water, downing them. Honestly, Roger was the only one she would deal with like this. ⊱
Liam nuzzled his face further into his pillow. He was practically a furnace anyway—who needed a blanket? Lifting his head slightly at the bucket threat he grumbled something in Gaelige before responding to her. “Who is the eldest here, again?”
⊰ With a roll of her eyes; she poked him in the side before sitting on his back, leaning down with a grin. ⊱
"You--but I don't care. Get up."
& i’m sᴛʀᴏɴɢ but i ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵘᶳᵉ when you’re GONE & i’m ʷᵉᵃᵏ but i’ll ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ when you’re HERE with me
you are now the legal guardian of the last fictional character you called your baby. How screwed are you
Your muse has recently passed away and my muse is seeking through a box of their stuff. Send me ↓ for what my muse is doing. Send me ♣ if your muse's death has been self-induced.
That’s where you’re wrong. Your father has limits I don’t have. I will use them plenty. You saw nothing yet.
Because you’re family and no matter how one wants to deny it, it slows a punishing hand too quickly. I, ufortunately, have not this problem.
Family didn't mean anything when he made me a labrat. I've seen enough; and you don't scare me. I'll decorate the next bank, just for you.
I would be scared if I had reasons to be. Let’s play the warning game: don’t do anything rash or stupid because what you’re living can get worse in only a matter of seconds.
Don’t try me.
I'm shaking. Should I be looking over my shoulder, for Ultra; for you? You can't do anything worse than what's already been done.
A nimble twirl of fingertips and a tiny patch appears delicately held.
"Stick this on your neck, on the side with the carotid artery. Mind you don’t try to get excited, this is strong stuff. But I guarantee that your headache will go away in no time."
"I'll try to contain myself."
⊰ Taking the patch, Cassie stuck it on her neck before getting up for a drink. ⊱
"Want one?"