“I suppose I could
make time for you
before my next
show.”
red coated her cheeks
and neck in the shade
of a fresh summer
strawberry, cerulean orbs
refusing to make eye
contact with her.
Walking over in a slow strut , leaning in almost teasingly close to Zatanna . She already had the knife in seeing that blush , and she wanted to twist it further to lay on that fluster .
“ . . Hopefully able to just be in your elegant presence ? “
zatanna thought for a
moment before offering
the man a soft nod of her
head. interdenominational
travel was not unheard of
to her but something she
had yet to fully delve into.
“I suppose I could ask
around and look into a
solution to your predicament.”
cerulean [+]
» cup back down. His own blue eyes now locked with hers in a serious, yet… jaded glance. Like the one of a man with nothing left to lose.
“But I need your help with something important.” He’d add. “I need your help to get back home. To Earth-2.”
@Lobster4571 “you tell yourself — you know
that’s besides the point…
you want a spell that
would allow you to have
waffles whenever you want?”
consider the girl a bit shocked,
hands folding to cross over her
chest in denial of what she had
just heard.
“no offense to you ,
but I question everyone
new that I meet that has
a slightly off aura.”
she’ll give a slight shrug,
eyeing him still.
“what can i do for you,
regardless.”
" Victor Von Doom, I take offense to your stance. I as threatening ? Such cruel analysis."
Hands in pocket with brown hair slick back, emerald cloak flowing down ones body.