Zatanna hates it here. She doesn't hide that fact and she doesn't care if "Friend" Computer knows it. She wants her magic; she wants her team back. So when she's forced to attend a mandatory "pat these strangers on the back for bowing to The Man" ceremony, Zee stays about as long as it takes her to find a way to slip out unseen.
She's been doing a lot of exploring in her downtime. It's not like there's anything else to do anyway. The Citizen Improvement stuff is stupid and she might as well get to know her surroundings the best she can. One never knows when it'll come in handy. Like, for example, today when she'd had to go help clean up the mess left behind in a terrorist attack — at least that's what it seemed like to her — and she couldn't help thinking bitterly how many more lives could've been spared and how much faster she could've gotten the R&D sector back in order all by herself if her spells worked worth a damn. All the same, having explored around the area a little, she'd been able to get there quickly and do what she could to aid the effort. She hopes there weren't any Specials caught in the blast. From what she can gather, the Specials are the only real people here and the rest are mindless drones. She worried a little, but she'd put it out of her mind.
She's been wandering outside the Wheel Wagon for a while now and she notices movement in the corner of her eye, catching her attention. First of all, hello, unfairly hot guy way out of her age range. Second, he looks lost and she wonders if that's because he's new or because he's wandered outside his area of comfort to explore and has just now realized he doesn't know how to get back. Zee doesn't know if he's a Special, but she's kind of hard-wired to help people, so she moves to him anyway. "Hey...you look kinda lost, you okay?"
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She's been doing a lot of exploring in her downtime. It's not like there's anything else to do anyway. The Citizen Improvement stuff is stupid and she might as well get to know her surroundings the best she can. One never knows when it'll come in handy. Like, for example, today when she'd had to go help clean up the mess left behind in a terrorist attack — at least that's what it seemed like to her — and she couldn't help thinking bitterly how many more lives could've been spared and how much faster she could've gotten the R&D sector back in order all by herself if her spells worked worth a damn. All the same, having explored around the area a little, she'd been able to get there quickly and do what she could to aid the effort. She hopes there weren't any Specials caught in the blast. From what she can gather, the Specials are the only real people here and the rest are mindless drones. She worried a little, but she'd put it out of her mind.
She's been wandering outside the Wheel Wagon for a while now and she notices movement in the corner of her eye, catching her attention. First of all, hello, unfairly hot guy way out of her age range. Second, he looks lost and she wonders if that's because he's new or because he's wandered outside his area of comfort to explore and has just now realized he doesn't know how to get back. Zee doesn't know if he's a Special, but she's kind of hard-wired to help people, so she moves to him anyway. "Hey...you look kinda lost, you okay?"