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@galaxaey said: what makes you think i would help you ? [ from barbara ]

because there was, once, love here. because, before thorns sabotaged the softness of their gardens, their love was flowers that bloomed beneath the sun. she remembers it, barbara. she remembers you. diana has no sword to protect her, nor a shield. she has come only with the heritage of her armor, and the bareness of her skin in other areas. you can claw through flesh, and she'll carry the scar like a wounded solider. she will carry it bravely and boldly, and lovingly, too.

[ distance ] across a large space, sender blows receiver a kiss

A   NIGHT   TO   REMEMBER,   a   frivolous   motto   he   hoped   would   not   depict   the   entrepreneur   meeting   associated   with   Luthor's   company,   as   his   tendency   was   to   navigate   to   negative   adjectives   when   set   to   astonish   the   public   with   his   machinations.   Yet,   Bruce's   fall   came   first.   Cornered   by   a   bitter   former   affair,   deceitful   excuses   could   barely   slips   past   his   lips   &   counter   her   commentaries   before   her   champagne   glass   gushed   against   his   face.   The   liquid   dripped   from   the   hairs   on   his   forehead   to   the   end   of   his   chin,   oozing   to   the   gray   suit   in   a   dark   stain.   Chest   rises   in   a   deep   inhale,   hand   fetching   the   handkerchief   in   the   pocket   to   wipe   his   vision   clear   only   to   reveal   a   prominent   bald   head   blowing   a   mocking   kiss   at   him.   Only   if   he   could   punch   @galaxaey   now.   Hand   limits   itself   to   momentarily   lower   all   the   digits   except   the   middle   while   rubbing   own   cheek,   before   returning   them   to   the   initial   position.

from DIFFERENT KINDS OF KISSES (accepting)

"It's either I get plastered or I punch Scotty. Pick yer poison, darlin'."