[This post is encrypted courtesy of one Ted S. Kord, and therefore is hackable to anyone that Ted's bothered to let in on his secretnerdstuff, as well.]

Everything hurts. Someone come get me.

[She takes a moment to send out the second one, a bit longer than she normally would.] You can scold me later.

[She doesn't bother to lock it. Privacy means nothing to her right now.] Where... [Her voice cracks immediately and she hates herself a little for it. She's not supposed to give in so easily. She's not supposed to barter with villains or . This is one of those times where she just doesn't care. Screw the rules.] Where is he? [Zatanna clears her ( Read more... )

[This is sent to the following: Barbara Gordon, Clark Kent, Dick Grayson, Ted Kord, John Constantine, Michael Carter (despite their brief conversation), and a few seconds later, hesitantly to Bruce Wayne. It is locked to the best of her ability and she has made a point of making sure it is blocked from Charlie, Courtney, and Jaime because she doesn ( Read more... )

How is everyone holding up now that things have calmed down? I've been thinking about things for a while and for me, at least, it's a bit strange being stuck in one place for so long. I can't remember the last time that I was so settled-in. Even as a kid, my father and I were always on the move. It's... sort of nice. You know, aside from the ( Read more... )

[The phone is perched somewhere away from Zee, far enough that her full body can be seen as she backwards-talks up decorations. The room is bright and blue, and frankly? Ridiculous. Perhaps a little gaudy, but it's all in good fun. There are a few gifts already placed on the grand dining room table (nerdy, of course) and covered in baby blue ( Read more... )

[Anytime it gets better, all hell breaks loose. Of course, not wanting to sob for ten or fifteen minutes and then beat him up fits into the equation. And now Steph and... whatever the Joker was planning. It didn't help that he probably doesn't have his phone on him. She'll contact him the only other way she knows how that would be just between the ( Read more... )

I need to speak with you.

Do you have a moment?

[Though she knows it is most likely meaningless, trying can't hurt. It's something that has to be done. Even if there is no hope of reaching the outside, magic's new laws are still forming. In the loopholes, there is hope.] If you can read this, Phantom Stranger, Spectre, any of the Sentinels or the Shadowpact--now would be a great time to show ( Read more... )

[Though it is specifically directed at one person, it is broadcast to any that choose to watch. The screen flickers to reveal Zatanna. She's clearly upset, though she struggles to appear angry more so. The magician stands before what seems to be an endless corridor; occasionally a sound comes from behind her--a strange flutter, a low growl, a ( Read more... )

[There is perhaps twenty seconds of a rustling sound and a soft mumble before she speaks.] Ah, sorry about that! I didn't realize it was already recording! Never had much of a use for these things before... For those that do not recognize my voice, this is Zatanna--Zatanna Zatara. If there are any League members in the vicinity of Gotham that can ( Read more... )