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 [Cue the sound of a fifteen-year-old trying to play it cool and not sound nearly as nervous as she was starting to get:]


So...uh...shot in the dark here: is there anyone who's special abilities are acting a little...off?  [Because that was so specific]  Either the ones you've picked up from Jaunts along the way, or whatever powers you had before you got here?

[There might have been a slight emphasis on the latter, which was what she was more concerned with at the moment.]

No reason.  I was just curious, is all.

[She wasn't just curious.]

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[Right. And yet, Zatanna laughed anyway.]

But you managed to get out in the nick of time, right?

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[mysunnydisposition]

Yeah, something like that.

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Well, it's not like I could imagine batman running around in purple anytime soon.

I'm pretty sure the only wardrobe he wears comes in like a million different shades of black and greys.

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[mysunnydisposition]

No, he doesn't really believe in color. Or... fun. Except when it comes to Robins, I guess.

I think he's mostly learned he can't actually stop me though, so...

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Only mostly?

I'm pretty sure I could've guessed that after the first time we met.