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Dinah Lance ([info]pretty_canary) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2012-07-21 11:39:00

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Entry tags:jack napier, worlds collide

The Joke's On You (Joker, Kitty)
After the tremors, Dinah found herself in... a city? She looked around at the buildings, even recognizing some. Others, however, were completely out of place. Where was she?

It wasn't Gotham or Metropolis or any other city she knew about, even if she did see Fieri brothers on the corner.

Dinah did a double take as the aroma of home-made Italian food wafted toward her.

"I have to be dreaming," she told herself.

All the same, just in case she wasn't dreaming, she moved closer to the restaurant. Her mouth was watering at the idea of eating pasta again. Hell, at this point she would take any food that wasn't postapocalyptic food. If chocolate and wine were added to the mix, she might just have to conclude that she'd died and ended up in some sort of Heaven.



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[info]pretty_canary
2012-08-09 10:00 pm UTC (link)
Dinah wasn't an idiot. She knew that her chances of getting away were low. But she also wasn't going to just throw in the towel. If she could get out, there would be hell to be paid.

She gritted her teeth as the knife raked along her skin. It hurt like hell, but she wasn't giving him the satisfaction of screaming. Instead, when she caught her breath she fixed him with a glare.

"Tickles just a bit."

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[info]i_jest
2012-08-10 01:56 am UTC (link)
"Just a little? OH, I'll have to do better, then."

Jack looked down at the little tootsies attached to the leg strapped to the table.

"I know."

He put the point of the knife under the toenail and began to dig at it, intending to remove the whole thing from the root. He'd never done anything like that before, but he'd heard that it was really really painful. He wanted to test the claims.

"I'll do this for each of your toesies and then we'll think of another game to play, hm? Maybe something along the lines of what I played with my dear Babsy. You know, making her a cripple and all. Gosh that was fun. But, it did fly by so quickly. I think I'll take more time with you."

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[info]prydefulshadows
2012-08-10 02:34 am UTC (link)
Kitty heard the screams again, and this time she had a better chance of finding their origins. She ignored the world around her, running through second stories with ease, and somehow the moving buildings didn't bother her. Then again, she was used to having weapons move through her like butter and not cause a scratch, mostly. What were a few buildings that weren't made of alien materials?

She came to an almost screeching halt, and might have been funny if the mood of the room had been different. Perhaps the guy with the knife would think it was an amusing sight.

"I suggest you put the knife down." She didn't seem to have any weapons, but did a ninja really need to bring weapons along? They also didn't talk much, but who was going to quibble about that? She was already moving toward the psycho.

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[info]pretty_canary
2012-08-10 03:00 am UTC (link)
Dinah was in agony. Despite her best efforts not to scream, a scream had escaped. The Joker knew how to inflict pain better than anyone she'd come across. He lived for it.

"Fuck you," she spat out in between gasps. Barbara and what he'd done to her was the right choice to push her buttons.

Dinah almost thought that she'd imagined the young woman who walked through the wall and threatened Joker.

Almost.

"Get out," she tried to warn the woman. "You don't know what you're dealing with."

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