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"Hey Jazz," Danny's voice is sheepish, almost entirely eclipsed by the rumbling vibrations that seem to be coming from right next to him, if she was to hazard a guess. "Sorry, I uh- got caught up in something?" "In something." Something still sounds like trouble, but it's not coming with the edge of villain, or worse, police, so she exhales. Allows her shoulders to relax.

Crosses her free arm across her chest, because Danny might not be In Trouble, but he is in so much trouble.

"What kind of something?"

"Well... see, here's the thing." She can hear shifting through the receiver, before the purring stops. Almost immediately, Danny lets out a sharp yelp-- and the purring continues, just as sharp and vibrant as before. "I got a little lost, and next thing I know, uh- I think Red Hood thinks I'm some kind of ecto-plushi?"

They both fall into silence, for several moments. The purring does not stop.

"Red Hood."

"Yeah."

"The crime lord vigilante?"

"Yeup."

"Is using you as a teddy? A ghost teddy?"

"Mhm. It's been like... four hours, I think? He calmed down for a while, but calming down doesn't mean letting me go, apparently." Danny huffs, loudly. Ignoring her absent reprimand for making the phone peak. "Nightwing tried to help for maybe five minutes, but I told him to get lost."

"Why?" "I think he was crying?" Danny mumbles something about photos, but right now, that really isn't important.

Her little brother had been kidnapped off the street. By Red Hood. For cuddles.

"...Huh." Okay, sure.

She can't say this is the weirdest thing to happen to them. Sighing, Jazz strides over to her suitcase, digging through her clothes to pull out the Fenton Anti-Creep Stick. "Just send me your location, I'll come get you."

𝖆 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊: the church grim. while the church grim has a few different sources of folklore, two of those are english & scandinavian in origin, mirroring savina's heritage. often, the church grim adopts the form of a large black dog, and wanders the grounds at night, protecting the sacred space. there are some variations of the lore between origins, but within the scandinavian version of the folklore specifically, the church grim is a revenant guardian of an animal buried alive beneath the church's foundation during its construction. sometimes this animal was a lamb buried beneath the altar—and if that lamb is seen in the cemetery of the church, it is an omen that indicates the death of a child. in english folklore, the grim is also seen as a dark omen, and may toll the church's bell before a death takes place.

𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖒: i did two for this; i recently mentioned how i found it funny that i gave savina two of my own birthstones as some of her favorite gems/stones.. unintentional, but it gave me a good giggle. anyway, i believe she would admire alexandrite not only because it is gorgeous in color regardless of shade, but for its ability to shift those colors depending on lighting—turning from a green to a purple hue. it is sometimes called the chameleon stone, and i feel that plays in nicely with savina's attempts to make herself blend in. alongside this, some who ascribe to the spiritual or metaphysical properties of alexandrite say that it is a stone of prestige, that it may change colors to warn its wearer of danger, and that some of its healing properties include helping someone find balance, and that it may have connection with the heavens.

where pearls are concerned, i think savina would be greatly intrigued & admirative of the fact that it is created by something living, making them that much more rare and precious. they can be found in both fresh & saltwater, signifying that they can exist in a variety of conditions, and this also relates back to how i associate with savina with the element of water. to some, they may also conjure the image of the moon—something else i associate with her. in ancient egyptian culture, pearls were associated with isis, the goddess of healing, and were regularly placed inside of tombs. in ancient greece, pearls were believed to be tears of aphrodite; and in christianity, some claim that pearls are the tears cried by eve after being banished from eden. they are also most often associated with purity, femininity, love, protection, and resilience. from a metaphysical perspective, pearls may likewise be contributed to grounding, emotional balance, and healing.

obviously savina does not know all of this, and this is just me being insane. not only is she intrigued by the process of the pearl's creation, but she simply finds them beautiful; many of her items also have mother of pearl—the lining inside the mollusk shell wherein pearls are formed. her wand, her brushes and combs, and a few other items i am still designing. she likes that there is more than one use of the mollusk; it is not simply cast aside after the pearl is retrieved, but that even the parts that may seem useless can be utilized.

𝖆 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌: not long ago, i featured the fallen angel by by alexandre cabanel & anguish by august schenck in a moodboard of some things that helped to inspire savina, and so too have i previously reblogged ( my goat ) artemisia gentileschi's judith beheading holofernes in reference to savina, so i did not wish to reuse them. instead i opted for the penitent magdalene by domenico tintoretto; there is a skull in the corner—not able to be seen because of how i've cropped it, but it may serve as symbolism for the need to repent for any sins, as death is an inevitability. a touch of memento mori. her overall expression is one of pleading & contrition. likewise, she is bathed in both the light of heaven and of the moon.