he who frets loses the night, and only a fool thinks he can hold back the dawn

[fantasycliche]

WHO: Zatanna, Vic, Kate, Dick, and Khisanth WHAT A PARTY
WHERE: Khisanth's apartment
WHEN: TONIGHT I THINK? THIS IS SUBJECT TO CHANGE ACCORDING TO IC SCHEDULES
WARNINGS: assholery maybe i dunno
SUMMARY: ~INTERVENTION.~ someone (or four someones, really) finally gets around to making Khisanth stop eating people.
FORMAT: quick! also POSTING ORDER:

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[nottheanswers]

[The sound of the lock clicking was just enough of a cue to give Vic time to move to the center of the room. As she comes into view, he gestures to the couch.]

Onyx. Why don't you have a seat.

[Of course, now he'll have to think of a way to get the guy out without making her feel threatened.]

oops i missed this D:

[batmantled]

[ The shadows in the corner shift just enough, and Batman moves into the light to stand beside Vic.

Nothing to say, this time. ]

i guess it is my turn??

[fishnets]

[Zatanna, on the other hand, is the Ace up the sleeve. She remains in the shadows, invisible by spell rather than location. Her binding magic is wordless, but it can easily be felt. Like someone is pushing down hard on your chest, taking all the breath out of your lungs -- just for a second.]

[soldarius]

[ Another bat-like figure keeps herself in the shadows. She waits patiently and silently, but her presence is obvious. Those white eyes never stray from Onyx. ]