Who: Zari Tomaz, Amaar Rashid, and Nadia What: Another surprise kid Where: The Mosque When: Saturday Afternoon Warning: Probably low Status: Closed/Ongoing
Today started out like any other for Zari. She went to her favorite cafe for tea and a muffin or croissant or something vaguely breakfast-y. It was her daily routine and she usually liked to stick to it. Everything was going according to plan when her little happy world was suddenly turned upside down.
A little girl sat down at her table like it was a normal occurrence. She claimed to be her daughter from some future or alternate Madison Valley, and her name was Nadia. Zari had no plans of ever having children, so it was quite suspicious. Then she remembered where she was and it sort of made sense. Apparently, the daily trips to the cafe was a tradition that continued on with her kid. She wasn't all that surprised when Nadia told her Amaar was her dad. Though now she half expected the dome to send her a mini Ray Palmer just because they were good friends back home. Or worse...a mini Mick Rory. Zari shuddered at the thought.
The next stop was to the Mosque, where Zari knew Amaar would be. It was a place she was at a lot herself. She sent him a quick message to let him know they were on the way so as not to complete startle him. She figured he'd be just as weirded out as she was.