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Hatter (i_wearahat) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2012-02-21 10:26:00

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hatter, stand still, zatanna zatara

We're Not in Wonderland Anymore (Zatanna)
There was only one thing Hatter was completely sure of. He wasn't in Wonderland.

He knew that place better than most anyone, perhaps even better than its royalty. The royals couldn't possibly know the underground the way he did, the back alleys and the traps and the outer forests. As a kid on the run, he'd learned the slums of the cities in and out, and as he grew into the smooth talking conman, he'd learned the city proper. And finally, as a member of the Resistance, he'd learned the secret hideouts, the places for people to go who wanted out from under the Queen's eye. This? Was definitely not Wonderland.

But it certainly wasn't what he'd been expecting when he'd gone through the Looking Glass, either. If this was Alice's New York, he wasn't sure he liked it. He'd read about it in the books in the Great Library, and he didn't recognize anything. Either it had changed drastically since the book had been published (as getting Oyster books to their world wasn't really on the agenda of the Queen), or he'd somehow ended up somewhere else. Occasionally he'd ask questions of passing people, but he was admittedly loathe to trust most people and had reverted to his old ways of hiding in alleys and stealing scraps of food where they could be found.

He was, possibly, one of the only people in the City who had no idea that it wasn't how it was supposed to be. It looked normal to him, and so he ran with it. After all, he'd dealt with some ridiculous and strange things in a city that shouldn't even have existed to the Oysters. Why would this place be any different?

Still. He'd come such a long way from the boy he'd been, always hiding, always on the run, never using a 'real' name. He had to suck it up and deal with this. If he was in the wrong place, he'd have to work on finding a way back. And he wouldn't know if he didn't get out there. When he found himself in front of the library, he felt a little better. Books were easy to get answers from, right? They'd never let him down before. He'd just head in there. Easier than putting his trust in a person, Oyster or otherwise.

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i_kaeps
2012-02-21 08:35 pm UTC (link)

Zee was tickled absolutely pink! She didn't care if everyone else in the City was freaking out about having to cook their own meals, pick up after themselves. She could teleport again! Since the streets no longer switched around willy nilly there was no more potential to pop into someone's shower (ahem), in front of trucks or possibly a wall. As soon as she figured that out she was teleporting everywhere!

She'd seen the off handed request for her "so called vigilante group" to do something about this, but Jack hadn't seen fit to contact them and nertz to him anyway. Big stupid mayor! So that would be a no, she hadn't forgiven him yet, and she wasn't planning on it until he apologized, even if just to her.

Today she was just randomly popping in and out of places as the whim took her. The one place she hadn't been to yet was the City Library. She honestly hadn't been able to find it before now. Her working theory was that the City felt she had enough of a library in Shadowcrest and was keeping her from its own library. Well to hell with that! She took advantage of this whole stand still and appeared right at the front door of the library with the full intent of seeing what sort of mystical section it had, if any.

Little did she realize that her teleporting ways might still startle the hell out of the innocent bystander.

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i_wearahat
2012-02-22 03:47 am UTC (link)

She might not have startled all innocent bystanders. Maybe some were used to that sort of thing, magic and superpowers and all. But Hatter's knowledge of magic was limited. He wasn't prepared by any means to have a woman, beautiful though she may be, appear directly in front of him.

This? Was why he should have just stuck to the alleys. What a load of crap. The yelp he gave was neither masculine nor dignified. In fact, it was somewhere between eight year-old girl and little old man being attacked.

"Seriously... I.... What... Are you real?" Okay, not the most normal of questions to ask. But he was from a land where she might just be an illusion, or he could be drugged up on some tea that he'd had no intention of taking or...or...something. Anything. Because meeting someone with that kind of power would just be a whole new level of weird for him.