Jan 31, 2011 19:46
Sometimes a girl just needs to get away and not tell anyone where she's going. Especially anyone with a Y in their chromosomes. Sometimes a girl just needs some space to get her head back together. Zatanna Zatara was a typical girl more often than she cares to admit.
Eventually though one has to admit to themselves that they've gone past collecting and refocusing their thoughts to avoidance. Even Zee had to face up to that with a roll of her eyes and eventually the apple of John Zatara's eye returned to the real world.
Well. Real world for her, anyway which meant Shadowcrest, outside the Gotham city limits. The place had memories, the more recent ones not entirely pleasant but one can't hide from things forever.
She smirked at the old place from where she stood on the walk to the porch. Regardless of what she'd been through it was good to see home so the smirk became a smug smile and Zatanna strolled towards the house singing The Killers quietly under her breath. Backwards.
I llup pu ot eht tnorf fo ruoy yawevird
htiW cigam 'nikaos ym enips
naC uoy daer ym dnim?
Upon entering the house the music began to blare from the windows. Zatanna Zatara was home.
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