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[hexappeal]

[The screen flickers on with a close-up of a woman's shoulder as she fiddles with the phone for a while, occasionally making a quiet, frustrated sound. Eventually, it remains in place, hovering about five feet in the air. She takes a few steps back.]

This is Zatanna. If my name means anything to you, please contact me. [And softly, if not annoyed:] I suppose it would be too much to ask for anyone from the League to be present, wouldn't it?

[She clears her throat and raises a hand to her top hat, giving the brim a tilt.] To everyone else, I can only hope that it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And that under the circumstances, I'd say some handsome gentleman should be kind enough to offer this stranded, lonely damsel a drink. [She leans in, toward the screen, like she intends to shut it off, but pauses short of it.] It's still a bit early, so just an Americano will do.

[Then she continues with her intended motion.]

Comments

[favoritetraitor]

I'd be delighted to buy a drink for one as lovely as yourself~.

[hexappeal]

Addendum: must be over thirty.

Just in case.

[favoritetraitor]

I assume you mean human years... in which case, you have nothing to be concerned about. I'm well over that.

[hexappeal]

I mean whatever equates to thirty human years in whatever you are... years. That's what I mean.

[valentineluke]

I more than meet the criteria.

[hexappeal]

Awfully confident, huh.

[favoritetraitor]

I pass. Do you have any further requirements, my dear?

[hexappeal]

A name would be nice.

[valentineluke]

Own a upscale hotel that has a bar - no manhandling goes on in it.

[favoritetraitor]

You may call me Solomon if you wish. And yours?

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[charring]

Pleasure to meet you, Zatanna. I'm Charlie. Welcome to the City.

[hexappeal]

With a name like that, I'm sure I'm in for a good time.

As I mentioned, I'm Zatanna.

[hexappeal]

And you know how to pitch a date, too.

[hexappeal]

Hello, Charlie.

Don't suppose you're the welcoming committee, are you?

[charring]

Nope. Just a friendly face.

[hexappeal]

I think I'd prefer that to a welcoming committee, anyway. You the kind of friendly that freely offers information?

[valentineluke]

You did request a 'gentleman'.

[charring]

Yes, but only because I've been in this City long enough to feel bad for new arrivals.

[hexappeal]

Oh, good. I can drop the poor, pitiful me act, then. To be honest, it was already tiring me. [Boy oh, boy, her demeanor changes pretty quickly! She grins.] Spill whatever important mumbo-jumbo you think I should know first and I'll... I don't know. I'll pay you back somehow. Might take a while, though.

[hexappeal]

I haven't been here long enough to request otherwise.

[charring]

That only gets you so far. [But she's grinning. She likes this Zatanna.]

So, for starters. You're in a pocket dimensioned called the City. Or Stockholm. My room-mate came up with that one and it's fitting considering you can't leave. Rumor has it the Deities that run the place are the ones that brought us here and they're the ones to decide when we leave. I've also heard the City itself makes that call so.

As for your kidnapping, no one back home will know you're gone. When you leave here, you'll return home at the exact moment you left.

And there are Curses that occur on occasion. Sometimes, they're hideous. Other times, harmless. And unpredictable, all around.

[eiremagic]

You stuck about!

[favoritetraitor]

I do aim to please.

Forgive the oversight, Zatanna. I found the dulcet tones of your voice distracting enough that I missed it. Perhaps you'll let me treat you to dinner to make up for my blunder.

[hexappeal]

Should I have been able to go home?

[eiremagic]

Back on the weekend most people who showed up did, you know.

[Her accent is thick North Irish]