funnily enough, it didn’t feel like she moved. if it wasn’t for her own teleportation spell, zatanna would’ve thought she was on the same rooftop she had been doing her patrols on. the patrol she abandoned, she thinks with a sigh, frowning as she fixes her windswept hair from the spell. hands are quick soon after to find her phone, finding their messages.
( to: killian jones. ) : i see you clearly haven’t moved.
@piratehook.















