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Characters: Vincent Valentine and Zatanna Zatara.
Location: Zee's room.
Rating: Probably won't go higher than PG-13.
Time: Afternoon. Backdated to August 28th, 2009.
Description: It's always different when you hear it from someone else. Especially if that someone else is a pretty lady from another universe.
Format: Paragraph to start, then a quicklog!
Zatanna had been out of the clinic for about a day now, feeling better overall. The sun was shining and it was warm outside, but she was still a bit shaky. Trust always came so easily to her, as did friendliness and this had all just been... a very horrifying reminder that it shouldn't. Trust or not, there had been no reason offered that she should have expected to be attacked as she had been.
Life could be funny like that sometimes.
It was understandable that she would be worried about Vincent coming to speak to her. He didn't seem like he would come after her suddenly, either. She didn't want to underestimate anyone like that again, but it might just be inevitable. Someone will always lie, always deceive, always intend to hurt others. Hopefully Zatanna will be able to avoid those types.
So the mage waits, sitting on her sofa, with the door unlocked. She doesn't feel like getting up with her legs as they are at the moment. Tomorrow these casts are coming off and baby, she ain't gonna jeopardize that, even for a cute guy. He can find his own way in, she was dang sure of that.
When the knock comes, she answers it with, "The door's unlocked, come on in." And she twists her body to look at her door and give him a bright smile and a little wave. "Heya."
Location: Zee's room.
Rating: Probably won't go higher than PG-13.
Time: Afternoon. Backdated to August 28th, 2009.
Description: It's always different when you hear it from someone else. Especially if that someone else is a pretty lady from another universe.
Format: Paragraph to start, then a quicklog!
Zatanna had been out of the clinic for about a day now, feeling better overall. The sun was shining and it was warm outside, but she was still a bit shaky. Trust always came so easily to her, as did friendliness and this had all just been... a very horrifying reminder that it shouldn't. Trust or not, there had been no reason offered that she should have expected to be attacked as she had been.
Life could be funny like that sometimes.
It was understandable that she would be worried about Vincent coming to speak to her. He didn't seem like he would come after her suddenly, either. She didn't want to underestimate anyone like that again, but it might just be inevitable. Someone will always lie, always deceive, always intend to hurt others. Hopefully Zatanna will be able to avoid those types.
So the mage waits, sitting on her sofa, with the door unlocked. She doesn't feel like getting up with her legs as they are at the moment. Tomorrow these casts are coming off and baby, she ain't gonna jeopardize that, even for a cute guy. He can find his own way in, she was dang sure of that.
When the knock comes, she answers it with, "The door's unlocked, come on in." And she twists her body to look at her door and give him a bright smile and a little wave. "Heya."