Diana of Themyscira, Diana Prince (ex_wondy889) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-09-01 23:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | diana prince, fenrir greyback |
WHO: Diana Prince and Fenrir Greyback (for the strangest pairing evah!)
WHAT: An odd encounter between a woman of clay and a man with delicate tastes
WHERE: In the park
WHEN: Late night/early in the morning, whichever
RATING/STATUS: PG-13 in case of violence, in progress
For the third night in a row, Diana found herself walking the darkened paths of the park, the shadows deep and complete. It was were she meditated, where she thought, where she dealt with the increasing realization that this was no temporary exile. She'd been here months, yet acted with the thought that it was only a brief time in her life, only a place to help and aid until the Justice League of her time found a way to rescue her. They'd never failed before. But as time passed, she found doubt inexorably creeping in.
It was why she'd finally bought the Bradbury and called to the others. In the past, she had never been the one who organized things. She, Bruce, and Kal were the fighters, not the ones who built things. And perhaps she'd always kept herself aloof from some things, living in her own apartment, keeping that part of her life walled away. Here, she did not even have her culture, her traditions.
The park was silent as she walked, her feet not even making much noise in the travel. So far, nothing here had become a threat. Nothing here rivaled what she'd fought before, in sheer size and strength. So for once, she let her guard down.
For once, she tried to simply be human..