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Characters: Ted Kord and Zatanna Zatara.
Location: Near Death By Pastry.
Rating: TBD.
Time: Shortly after Ted's arrival.
Description: Ted's been dead for a few years, but he saved the world. Zatanna would like to thank him for that. ...and maybe flirt a bit.
Format: Whatever.
Zatanna had almost given up on people from her world coming in. Sure, it had only been a month since her initial arrival, but... there was still just this overwhelming feeling of loneliness. That feeling of being surrounded by so many people, but none of them really being there or caring. Sure, it wasn't too different back home, but... this was different. Perhaps she was getting ahead of herself, but it felt like she was needed and depended on. No one else could tell Ted what happened after his death that was here. It was just her. Zee was special.
She had hurried to where he appeared to be at, in costume, top hat barely staying on her head as she rushed the streets -- and slowed down as she neared her destination. The magician smooths out her coat, the tails billowing behind her as she nearly comes to a halt when she sees him.
A deep breath in, a deep breath out. When had she lacked confidence, again? It was just the awkwardness, that's all. She was sure of it.
Smiling coyly, Zatanna comes up beside him and raises a hand. "Hey. Uh. Ted?" A question, though she is more than aware that it's him.
Location: Near Death By Pastry.
Rating: TBD.
Time: Shortly after Ted's arrival.
Description: Ted's been dead for a few years, but he saved the world. Zatanna would like to thank him for that. ...and maybe flirt a bit.
Format: Whatever.
Zatanna had almost given up on people from her world coming in. Sure, it had only been a month since her initial arrival, but... there was still just this overwhelming feeling of loneliness. That feeling of being surrounded by so many people, but none of them really being there or caring. Sure, it wasn't too different back home, but... this was different. Perhaps she was getting ahead of herself, but it felt like she was needed and depended on. No one else could tell Ted what happened after his death that was here. It was just her. Zee was special.
She had hurried to where he appeared to be at, in costume, top hat barely staying on her head as she rushed the streets -- and slowed down as she neared her destination. The magician smooths out her coat, the tails billowing behind her as she nearly comes to a halt when she sees him.
A deep breath in, a deep breath out. When had she lacked confidence, again? It was just the awkwardness, that's all. She was sure of it.
Smiling coyly, Zatanna comes up beside him and raises a hand. "Hey. Uh. Ted?" A question, though she is more than aware that it's him.