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Zatanna tapped her manicured fingers to her soft cheeks. âI never liked dampeners,â she mused, glancing down to those circlets before studying the irritating man with disinterested eyes. âThey presume you canât do some actual damage with just a little workâŚâ Her hands were lightning-quick as she bound the manâs mouth with a silk tie before kicking him down onto the concrete. A rush of words wouldâve twisted him into a dove, but she needed to prove a point. He scampered off without much fanfare.
She turned to face the other woman. âWill you keep my secret, beautiful?â Zatanna brought her index finger to her lips. âIâm not supposed to play this dirtyâŚâ
     â Others do have a tendency to underestimate. â   Frost watched with intrigue as Zatanna worked her magic. A smirk curling upon her blue lips as the man scampered away, taking the annoyance of screaming rambles with him. With a light laugh, Frost took seat on the concrete half wall. Crossing her legs and fiddling with the metahuman dampener bound upon her wrist, she nodded.   â Would be my pleasure too. â   the smirk upon her lips forming into a full smile.   â You can play dirty with me anytime. Secrets safe with me. â  she winked.