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[no_justice]

Death is about to order a drink, when he is greeted with a napkin instead. He reads it.

Very well. Sleep is good for the living.

He's just walking around to the other side when another napkin appears, the writing on which is more obscure, due to being written by someone about to go to sleep.

Pants are required.It's accompanied by something to

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[spandexed_edie]

Oh, this is something Edie can play at.

"Does it have to be your real name, or can it be your professional name?"

Because that makes a difference.

[no_justice]

Yes, Death says.

Either one.

[spandexed_edie]

"Well, sometimes I'm Strawberry Girl, so if I could have a Strawberry Kiss, I'd be obliged."

There's a grin for Death on Edie's face. She likes to throw work his way occasionally. Four people last week.

[no_justice]

Death isn't one of those anthropomorphic personifications who likes to be given work, but he returns the grin because he has no lips. A quick glance through a cocktail book and he's starting to make the cocktail the old fashioned way - by pouring liquid from bottles into a shaker.

Why sometimes?

[spandexed_edie]

"Well, other times I'm Spandexwoman, or Edie, or the two latest titles are Mrs. Napolitano and the First Lady."

She shrugs.

"It's been a busy week and a half."

[no_justice]

You had all those names in a week and a half?

[spandexed_edie]

She chuckles, "Strawberry Girl used to be my name when I worked as a henchwoman for my now husband. He still calls me that as a pet name. My current professional name as an independent supervillainess is Spandexwoman. My real first name is Edie, and we Tony became president this week, and we also got married."

She takes a deep breath.

"It's a lot to digest."

[no_justice]

Metaphorically, Death says.

What is a henchwoman?

[spandexed_edie]

"A henchwoman, or 'henchbabe', is a woman that is willing to work with a supervillain or supervillainess, as the case may be. If you find a good one, she's a good mix of beauty, brains, and brawn, and will help with whatever evil you're planning. She should also be able to take and give a punch, and know how to shoot a gun. Henchwomen are generally, in my experience, less likely to fall all over themselves, and cause problems. Though...yeah, there's been some bad experiences."

She pauses.

"I'm in 'Henchbabes Monthly' hall of fame."

What makes that cool is the fact that she hasn't been a henchwoman the entire run of the magazine, and there's no one else that's ever been as good at it as she is. Tony got really lucky.

[no_justice]

Ah, that kind of person occurs in a number of universes. He can handle that.

And what is a supervillain?

[spandexed_edie]

Lot of definitions today. Good thing Edie's practiced.

"A supervillain is a person that tends to cause what society likes to deem 'evil'. We've all got our specialties. Take Tony, for instance. He's a bank robber, mostly. It's what he likes doing. I tend to steal anything that catches my eye, but I've also done assassination work recently, and enjoy that too. I'm pretty well rounded."

She's proud of herself. You may be able to tell.

[no_justice]

And he hasn't even gotten to 'president'.

I see, Death says.

Society on your world calls those things evil?

[spandexed_edie]

She nods and shrugs. "Yeah, what makes it worse is society usually is to blame in creating supervillains. Tony and I wouldn't be in the business if it weren't for the Mayor of our city and some cops."

She takes a drink.

"We'd have gotten married a long time ago. Probably had kids; that sort of thing."

Radiation kinda puts a damper on children.

[no_justice]

But you chose career? Death hazards.

[spandexed_edie]

She shakes her head a little.

"Tony got thrown in a vat of radioactive ice cream, mutating him the day we tried to get married the first time. I took care of him, and got mutated too."

Hence the comicbook girl figure.

"We can't have kids, and well, it just hasn't happened that we could get married until recently."

[no_justice]

On the Discworld, they'd call that a 'Barbarian Warrior Queen' figure.

Death is still confused.

...Ice cream?