《Pokepokepoke! Why is he flying away and- wait why is my hand furry-ohHNnnnoooooOOOOOO!
SHE'S INDEED A WHITE BUNNY!
Angry thump. Angry thump! Thumpthumpthump....thumpthump!!!》
then go bother her instead. you're giving me a headache.
besides, you're far from harmless. you are creature who can move outside of time. every single second you linger here damages the reality we know.
Because even that is more exciting than your isolated magic lady in a cool tower life!
At least she’s doing something — while you’re out to trap beings into bottles that mean nO HARM TO YOU!
( holds up a bandaged hand with busted knuckles. )
how do you think it's going? Dinah has literally nothing in her fridge, so I had to walk to the grocery store. then I ran into this guy calling himself "Brick" and had to beat him and his crew senseless. —
(Nodding a few times — he’s got the guilty puppy dog eyes going on; hopefully that’ll help.)
She started it, you know. That witch needs to apologize first.
( It'd have been easier to feel bad if his allies weren't in trouble, but still, a hint of remorse manages to tug at something beneath the cowl as he draws his hand back, prompting a clearing of his throat. )
Fine. Forty-eight hours. No tricks.
And you will exchange apologies.
(Defeated sigh — his bat ears follow his emotional struggle, folding a little in sadness.)
Alright, alright. They are going to return back to themselves within 48 hours — I promise! No tricks.
( Tick for tack, he's quick to match the other's threat with one of his own - spoken at a low gravelly tone with the intent more like a promise than just a warning. )
If they stay stuck, I'll personally destroy the BATZOOKA before you ever get a chance to see it.
You can! You OWN the league!
(He knows Bruce doesn’t own the league, but he kind of THINKS he should.)
Either I get a seat at the JLA headquarters, or they’re stuck, partner.
( Tempted to snatch at the other, his fingers curl ever so slightly into clenched fists, but they don't act... for now. )
Absolutely not. You're way out of line, and I can't let you on the league without a vote.
Hmm…
(Circling him in the air, scratching at his non-existent beard as he considers.)
Unrestricted access FOREVER. And I want to be a member of the Justice League!
I don't have twenty sev- 𝙝𝙢𝙥𝙝...
( Irritated as all get out with the fluttering imp, the Caped Crusader bites back an early refute, biding his tongue until the other did as told. )
...And if I let you in, showed you the device, would you restore our allies to their bodies?