#violetvices

I. Zinda invites Helena over often enough for drinks and dumb movies that now it’s a weekly tradition and ends as often as not with Helena crashing on the couch because they were up so late bingeing rom-coms on Netflix.

II. Helena is the only person Zinda trusts herself to see on her bad days, when the war feels too raw and too close and she jumps at backfiring cars and howling dogs.

III. On their nights off, they go hustle pool at their favorite dive bar down by the waterfront. If they meet some pretty strangers or the game turns into a fistfight? Well, it’s just gone from a good night to a great one.

          ( there gotta be a way... maybe that tiny trick of breaking your own thumb... it’s gonna hurt. a lot. I think I didn’t break it since high school or so for cheerleading ). Wrists rattle against the headboard loudly, making sure Savant &/or Creote went out to find her feminine hygienic stuff. ( just say it, periods ). Her legs hurt, but it’s tolerable so far. Suddenly, noise’s coming from the door, expecting their new butler or any of the dumbasses to appear. 

__________ “ So, spill it. You’re bein’ all moody, && I know that’s kind of your trademark thing, but... I’m a really good listener. ”     The blonde relaxed her shoulders against the back of her seat, her blue eyes roaming the empty restaurant. ( was it a good thing ? ) An Italian restaurant that Helena kept praising for weeks, && be sure that Dinah wouldn’t have to be begged to try this one. Her fingers played with the menu, peaking above it to check on her friend,      “ You && Babs, what happened ? Why aren’t you girls getting along ? Ya know, I’ve a feeling it’s about a guy. ”      && besides the batkids, she had no idea who Babs could see lately. Maybe Jason Bard ? No, it had to be...     “ Nightwing ? Is it Nightwing ? ”     ( holy shit ! )     “ Did you guys... Oh my God... ” 

he  knew  he  was  running  late ,  but  it's  not  his  fault  his  dad  decided  that  exact  moment  was  a  perfect  time  to  play  20  questions  about  his  life.  like , any  other  moment  he  would  be  more  than  happy  to  play  along ,  but  when  you  get  an  sos  text  from  oracle ,  you  have  to  respond.  which  is  why  tim  is  stumbling  into  the  designated  meeting  space  almost  15  minutes  late  and  a  bit  more  winded  than  he  would  like  to  admit.  he  glared  at  helena  through  his  mask  the  moment  her  sarcastic  comment  left  her  lips  as  he  finally  regained  some  composure. 

🙶 i  got  here  as  fast  as  i  could ,  not  all  of  us  have  easy  access  to  means  of  transportation  that  isn't  rooftops. 🙷  tim  puffed  his  cheeks  in  annoyance  before  taking  in  his  surroundings. 🙶 so  like ,  what's  the  emergency ? 🙷

"Yeah but--" He raises his hands to slick his sopping hair out his face, dripping polluted river water head to toe now. The night chill now cutting through his insulated suit that sent a shiver down his spine. Robin lifts his chin to fix Huntress with an unimpressed look. "Now I'm paying the price of your good idea. Did you at least get your evidence?"