Named for his grandfather, Zatara is following in the family tradition of mixing super-heroics with super-stardom. Making magic with @MissPastFortune. #S1N1ST3R
๐ฉ Stage Magician ๐ฉ Reluctant Hero๐ฉ Making magic with @MissPastFortune ๐ฉ
๐ฉ Mature, literate, descriptive RP veteran (10+ years on/offline)
Writer Tag: #S1N1ST3R#LegaC character
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.โ ~Victor Hugo
#WCW@MissPastFortune
โShe wore a gown the color of storms, shadows, and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets.โ ~ Susanna Clarke
Anna Fortune || Her Black Magic Boy @JonathonZatara || #AnansiQu33n || #DCRP || #LegaC || Looking for SLs || DM for Plotting
โyawateg dnekeew a rof kcaPโ His dresser opened. Drawer by drawer clothes lifted out. Sailing across the room to land neatly in his suitcase. Boxers. Socks. Couple shirts. Black jeans. From the bathroom a toiletry bag cruised in. His hardback copy of Fairy Tale landed ๐ฉ
@MissPastFortune ๐ฐ paper to the house. With a hammer and nail. โAfternoon.โ The wolfโs voice that of a two pack a day smoker. He handed Zatara the letter. Turned and walked away.
Notice of intent to demolish. It was dated that day. 5pm. โWait!โ Zatara looked up. The wolf๐ฉ
@MissPastFortune ๐ฐ barked his agreement. โAs for the suit, I might, and I stress, might have packed it for this weekend getaway. Just in case my number 1 fan wanted a private performance.โ
@MissPastFortune Heโd nod. His โIโm working through itโ perplexed smile. โIโm okay finishing second to scones and clotted cream with lemon curd as long as the scones are fresh out of the oven.โ Anna nodded and Top Hat ๐ฉ
@MissPastFortune ๐ฐ head. โNothing bad bad happened. Just one of those things that could have been bad.โ It wasnโt his place to talk about Baz and Traci. Especially not with Traci and Anna being as tight as they were. โAnd it made me realize how much I love you.โ He leaned over. Giving her a kiss
@MissPastFortune He laughed. Shaking his head. โNo. Weโre not going anywhere but here.โ He rubbed Top Hatโs head. Ruffling his fur. โThe three of us are together. Thatโs what counts.โ Does he want more than that? Did they want a fourth? Was he actually considering that? He shook his ๐ฉ
@MissPastFortune ๐ฐ crazy.โ Understatement. โAnd I got some news that made me realize that I needed to focus on you some more. Let you know that I am not taking you for granted. So here we are.โ He rose his arms up. Theatrically. โI love you, Anna. I donโt ever want to lose you.โ
@MissPastFortune He took a deep breath. Holding it. Then letting it out. Something his mother had taught him. Best non-chemical non-magical way to destress. He hadnโt until that moment known how stressed he was. โI am.โ That magic Zatarra smile. โThings have been ๐ฉ
@MissPastFortune ๐ฐ cushions. Wood frames.
Spinning around. Tipping back. Letting Anna drop onto the closest love seat. Top Hat hopping up into her lap. Zatara plopping down next to them.
@MissPastFortune โGiddy-up, my princess?โ He balanced himself. Got the key in the door. Pushing it open with his foot. Top Hat burst forward. The living space was as advertised. Cozy. Very comfortable looking. Hunting lodge chic. Two oversized love seats. Big plush ๐ฉ