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approach me wrong once & watch how fate will turn on you.

Just wanted to give you a way to chicken out. . . ( Too late now, she took advantage to press her lips right to the other witch. No more talking. )

( She saw her chance. Looping arms right around Diana's neck, her fellow magician's face grew closer and closer. ) Maybe I will. . .

And I speak to dead people. We both seem to be strange.

( Zatanna tried her best to keep from squeezing Diana's face for that. ) You'd like to keep talking, right? ( She still "threatened" her a little, to keep up appearances. )

Is she crazy? *🫤

( She fought to keep any kind of a smile off of her face, she couldn't do the same for the pink creeping onto it.) Seriously. . . ( Trying to deflect, Zatanna brought a gloved hand up to cup Diana's cheek. )

,,My way? I've been around for way too long. If it were to change, it already would." She accepted her fate long ago; but a part of her was hoping there was a different tomorrow. Although, those usually wouldn't stick to her. The half-elf shrugged, it was all too pointless.

What, are you into that or something? ( She's deflecting, but settled into Diana with a little sigh. No use squirming around over it. )

(That's. . . it defeats the point of her just. . . !) . . . You're lucky you're cute.

Gazing across the sunset, all those precious colors painting comfort. ,,I think I was born with a missing piece. Something always feels incomplete."

The menacing fate of being completely unlovable as one can get.

(!! She's just doing that!?)

Incredibly sad these days.

(She only "schemed" because she would've ended up tied up. Not even in the fun way 💧)

(The principle, it's the principle of it! She knows it's not really gonna do anything if she squeezes. . .)