fishnets are a girl's best friend [Zat]
Nov 7, 2012 23:24:11 GMT -5
Post by Dinah "Black Canary" Lance on Nov 7, 2012 23:24:11 GMT -5
D I N A H L A N C E !
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Boots walked down the pavement of the French streets, the Canary currently was in Paris. She had came to the European country for one thing and one thing alone. Shopping. She could have stayed in the states. She could have gone to the large mall located in Gotham, New York, Los Angeles, Atlanta, anywhere. So what if Dinah had been in Italy just the day before on business. She was already next door so why shouldn't she enjoy the fine taste of the French?
But the blonde woman wasn't alone in her ventures. She had managed to get in touch with friend and Justice League member, Zatanna Zatara, and promptly informed her on why she should be accompanying Dinah rather than staying in the lame place that was America. She cared nothing of the politics nor the hypocrisy that filled the seats in any type of political form. It was all fixed, it was full of people who didn't have the every day person's interests at heart but rather their own. Granted it was like that in most parts of the world however she believed the United States to farther gone than anyone would like to admit.
So it was up to those who held supernatural ability, even some just mere human, to help save the world. It had filled with villains, more and more powerful than the next. The merging of the worlds caught Dinah off guard, very off guard. She wasn't ignorant to believe they were the only ones in the galaxy, in existence, but she wasn't prepared for a whole nother world just like hers be full of others who fought their own wars. They didn't even have a Gotham or Metropolis in their world. She and others who came from that grimy city never existed in the other world. But that was fine, her world needed her and those she fought alongside.
She pulled the black Iphone from her purse and looked at the text message from Zatanna to which she replied Cafe Rouge, a cafe that served tea and coffee. Dinah walked inside and ordered her drink as well as a few petit fours for herself and her raven haired friend to share once she arrived. The plan for the day was to have drinks, nibble here and there and then off to shop until they dropped. Dinah took her place at one of the tables outside. The fresh air was something she loved about this place, the people all moving around with their lives. The fresh bread and cheese was to die for. Dinah lifted the glass cup to her lips and took a gulp of her coffee. She smiled as the vanilla flavor rolled against her palette. An exhale given as she sank into her seat, the sun shining down from above the canopy of the building.
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