but even if the stars and moon collide [afterparty]

[allatonce]

[Well, that sucked!

After about an hour, invitations written in colorful ink appear under everyone's doors.]

Understandable if you're not up to it, but we're having a memorial and "don't wanna be alone" hang-out in the restaurant again.

[The restaurant has very much been decorated with the most rainbow fabric she could find in the department store. Jonathan got roped in, mainly so she could make sure he was doing okay, but also because she assumed that he knew how to put a tablecloth on a table. He seemed like the type, anyway.

After consulting with Undertaker, most of the food that's been set out is more traditional Chinese funeral food than Victorian—you can get a whole roast duck in the restaurant—but she tried for a mix of things. There is fruit, the aforementioned roast duck, and several vegetarian dishes along with potatoes for some reason and... cookies? Okay then.

Joy's trying, because that was way less terrible for her than it was for basically anyone else.

Happy Pride Wrath, New Rapture!]

Comments

cw: ableism/misogyny

[specialyellthing]

Damn, sis. That’s rough. [It really is, too. Zinda loves some ice cream.]

Naw, not at all. I’ve found when people [men] call ya that, it probably means you’re doing something right, though.

cw: nsfw

[allatonce]

Yeah, you're probably right.

[She smiles and then seems to visibly remember something.]

Oh! That's right, I told you I'd explain BDE. It stands for "big dick energy" which is, like, the opposite of when a guy has a big gun and you know his dick's a tiny pencil.

1/2

[specialyellthing]

.....

2/2 but also nsfw

[specialyellthing]

Holy shit, sis!

I can see how that's a funny thing when you're not hangin around with a buncha men who leave nothing to imagination. The Justice League is distracting as hell--

still nsfw because dandy

[allatonce]

I would not be able to handle that. [She grimaces.] Dandy walks around in his boxers sometimes and I do not need to see the outline of his dick. I am deeply not into that shit.

[specialyellthing]

It's bad, sis. And even if they're packin---

[she lowers her voice] I heard Batman kisses like--- [





..........she just realized.]

[allatonce]

Wait, wait—hold on, you know Batman?

[She thought Zinda was just talking about some other, unrelated group of people called the Juistice League.]

[specialyellthing]

Huh? [oh thank god we're distracted from the logistics of bad vampire kissing--]

Yeah. He's a friend of a friend.

[allatonce]

[In the same tone as bEyOnCe:]

Batman?? Batman???? The Batman.

[specialyellthing]

The Dark Knight? Weird man in Gotham city with the pointy ears? Member of the Justice League? Apparently a very bad kisser?

[allatonce]

[softly, but with a lot of feeling:] Holy shit, you know Batman.

[specialyellthing]

Yeah. I mean, I'm not tight with him, like Huntress, or Canary or Skipper, but--

[allatonce]

[Somehow, even though she's seen the entire multiverse and she knows that Jonathan is "fictional" in the sense that he's a fictional character in some universes, it never occurred to her that other people here might also be like that.]

Oh my god! Oh my god. I thought you were just saying names that happened to sound like people from Gotham or whatever but you're actually, like, from there.

[This is insane. She can't believe this.]

[specialyellthing]

Well, I'm actually from the other side of the country, but-- Gotham's home to Skip! It's a little rough around the edges -- [she's assuming that's what the freak outs about, about gothams reputation--] but I actually prefer it to Metropolis. Batman's kindof a jerk, but he's not gonna act all morally superior like Superman.

[allatonce]

[Joy thinks about explaining, and then decides against it. It's complicated and it would take too much effort.]

Yeah, I get that. Superman's got that too good thing going on and it's just like damn. You're just making me feel bad, even if you didn't mean to.