783/Titles Are Hard, So Are Relationships

Titles Are Hard, So Are Relationships
Date of Scene:	26 March 2020
Location:	Shadowcrest Manor - Bristol Township
Synopsis:	Gwen comes to inform Zatanna that she and Jean have a date for tomorrow. And share a tender moment before Gwen leaves.
Cast of Characters:	Zatanna Zatara, Gwen Stacy

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Zatanna Zatara has posed:
With the events of the morning past, Zatanna had to busy herself. Do something to get her mind off the mess of her own creation. Which lead her to slip into her work clothes of the shoulderless corset, black trousers and shoes. She sits in the middle of her study, currently three feet off the ground. Her body is in the lotus position, legs tucked underneath her, arms folded at the elbow, hands extended, eyes a bright sapphire as words tumble from her lips of an arcane nature.

Around her, the room reacts, books and cabinets shifting as items drift from their storage and come before the sorceress for an inspection as she calls them out.

Currently in front of her is a helmet. Taking it into her hands, she slips it on her head. Disappearing from sight, she's that way for a few moments before she reappears as she slips it off, giving it another inspection before she starts to send it back to it's place in one of the display cases.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
It isn't that Gwen is furious, so much as hurt. She caught a ride back to the Bronx with Jean to her dads house, but borrowed his car to come //back// to shadowcrest to pick up some things... She'd left in such a hurry that it could be considered a stormout, which it was in all definitions of a stormout.

Wearing her hair in a high ponytail, she's got on a long white hoodie sweater and black leggings with white running shoes, since it started raining shortly after she left... using mundane transportation rather than her magical key because... she just needed time to think.

Which doesn't mean she's knocking. It's still her house, whether she owns it or not.

Headed upstairs to grab some of her clothes rather than whatever Gwen had in her closet. It's not until her way down, having borrowed one of Zee's suitcases, that she stops in the study.. leaning against the doorway staring at the floating Mistress of Magik.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
It is still her house, until she tells Zatanna it's not. The moose is what informs Zatanna first. "Gwen's here, do you want to invite her to the study?" Zatanna pauses in her inspection, voice caught in her throat, before she shakes her head. "No. She won't want to." she informs the moose. "However, inform the owl that if he dares insult her, I will put him in the deepest darkest room of this house and cast a spell to forget about him."

Which is why the owl may have said nothing to Gwen this time when she passed it by. Zatanna wants to, desperatedly. But she knows to keep her mouth shut. If Gwen wants to leave, she can't stop her. She can't force her to stay. Love doesn't work that way. And she's already guilty enough that her spell did that.

"No." the moose responds, "She's right there." he comments, sticking out his tongue at where Gwen's in the doorframe.

"Oh! ...oh." Zatanna pauses in her inspection and glances at the object in her hand. "Do you know what this is?" she asks, holding out the latest item in front of her. It's what looks like a toy canoe. "This is the canoe of Gluskab. It can be as small as it is now, or grow to a size to hold an army."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen watches the conversation between Moose and SQUIRREL... er... Zatanna, with a level of amusment on her face. Blue eyes moving from one to the other, arms laid over her chest, suitcase (Zee's suitcase) sitting in the doorway beside her. "Hey." When the Moose points out she's standing there and Zatanna turns to look at her.

She does come into the study fully, even walking over to sit down near to Zee, knees slightly party with her hands together between them. Sweater pushed down like an oversized dress, listening to the explanation about the canoe... "Zee, why the hell would I know that?" She asks with a good natured laugh.

"God, you're weird." She takes a breath and blows it out. "Listen, Jean and I are going out tomorrow night. On a date. I wanted you to hear it from me and no find out later."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"I'm weird, and it's what I'm supposed to know. Everything in this house. Everything magical not in this house. Did you know I have a sextant that leads to the Flying Dutchman?" Zatanna asks quietly, "I can do all that, but I can't explain my own heart, go figure." she says quietly. Then Gwen informs her that she and Jean have a date.

"That's nice. I hope you two have fun." she says quietly, unsure what that means in the grand scheme of things. But she deserves it, really. "Thank you for telling me." she glances towards the suitcase. "Going back to your father's?" she asks. "I can have the suitcase return to me when you're done." She lifts her eyes for a moment as she files the canoe away, preparing to summon the next item.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Weird isn't bad... it's just weird." Gwen doesn't move from where she's sitting, resting there with her weight forward, back slightly bent. "I love that you have all these things, Zee.. This house... even that god damned Owl, who was suspiciously polite-" She's grinning, giving the mistress a critical stare.

That settles into something less playful as the conversation does, "Me too." Hope they have fun, "I hope it works out.. It'll make it easier later... you know, if we do this thing." Motioning between herself and Zatanna, then off as if including Jean, "But if it doesn't... I still love you. You.... mean the world to me.. but..." She's hurt. Eyes down, "I'll bring the suitcase back myself... but here's the thing, Zee.. if I come back and you're already with someone new?" She shakes her head slowly and opens her hands in a shrug.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"You see this house? I haven't had a chance to give it a full inspection since I came back from my Vegas tour. The world got turned upside down with Genosha and then Jean came into my life, and then you. The Siege Perilous, and this whole house to catalog. And I've only let you see one ... perhaps two percent of everything this house holds. I have enough... more than enough." Zatanna admits.

"I love you, too. I know what I did. I know it was wrong. And not just with Jean. But with... the Siege. If I hadn't caved into my feelings..." She shrugs her shoulders. "I can't fix that. Not now. Lara took the Siege with her. To be honest, I don't know if you could even go through it a second time. You only get one chance with it, and after it rejects you, if everything I read on it was right."

"I'm getting off track. What I'm saying it, no. You will not find me with someone else. My heart is broken in twain right now. And the two women I am in love with each hold a half." Quietly, she files the canoe away.

"I'm supposed to go later to check on a recent museum find, the Sword of Conaire Mor..." she pauses, and then explains. "Did you watch Bugs Bunny -- did Looney Toons exist in your world?" she realizes they may not have in horror. "Anyway, Bugs Bunny is in trouble. He draws this sword to protect himself -- and it starts singing like Frank Sinatra. I don't think this sword knows 'My Way'." she admits.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Well, with any luck, you'll get to show both me /and/ Jean the rest... I can't predict the future." Gwen isn't dishing out false hope, she's just being upfront and honest, "But if it's going to work, Jean and I have to work too.. So..." She bounces her shoulders in a small shrug, looking down at her hands.

At least until Zee mentions Bugs Bunny.. or rather.. whether she had Bugs on in her Universe. "Are you kidding? I grew up on that stuff.. Darkwing Duck, Duck tales.. Bugs.. that was my shit." She grins at the mentio of the sword, "I remember that episode.. It's the real one?" Definitely excellent... Gwen slides off the chair to sit with legs folded infront of Zee.

"I should get going. Let you get ready to do your work... I just didn't want to leave without talking to you. So come give me a kiss..." Head tilting, "And hope things work out tomorrow."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"It's a real sword. I'll tell you about it over dinner later." Just not tomorrow night. She knows Gwen and Jean have to work for the rest to work, an all or none type of situation of her own design and her own damned prison. "Darkwing Duck?" apparently Zee didn't get that far into cartoons. "Dad saw me watching Jem one day and asked me why would I watch something I could easily do myself with a spell." There's a bit of a dry laugh at that.

Then Gwen is moving to sit in front of her, and asking for a kiss. And Zee's heart catches momentarily in her throat. Of course, Gwen forgot that Zee was floating at the moment, and Zee lifts her hand with the mutter of one word. "Taolf."

With that, Gwen floats off the ground to come to the same level as Zatanna is. When they reach the same level, the sorceress smirks. "We all float down here." she quips gently.

She studies Gwen's face, and settling a hand on her cheek, her thumb runs her jawline before her mouth presses to Gwen's, lightly, fearfully, before she kisses her warmer, a brief opening of her emotions. She know Gwen won't let it last long, but Zee kisses her like the last time she's going to get to kiss her.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen smirks as she floats up towards Zatanna, not even flinching anymore now that she's use to the Mistresses magic. She doesn't look as thrilled by it either, though.. Whether because the shine has worn off or because of the events from the morning, Gwen isn't so smitten. She's just a girl in love now.

Leaning towards the kiss, letting it linger for a second count then pulling back with her hand resting on Zatanna's forearm to gently lower it from her cheek to lay in the mistresses own lap. "I should go." She says this and lowers her feet down until her toes touch the floor..

Smiling at Zatanna, "I can't wait to hear the story." Over dinner is implied. Stepping backwards towards the door to the study, she doesn't look away until her leg hits the suitcase. Once she turns, she's on her way out... Otherwise she might not. "I love you, Zatanna Zatara. I'll text you tomorrow?"

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
A second. That's all she gets.

Time in a bottle.

She notices Gwen's reaction and reminds herslef not to use so much magic around her anymore as she sets herself back on her feet and Zatanna disperses the spell. She looks down at her hands and nods. "I'll have my phone around. I love you too, Gwen Stacy."

And she watches her gone.

The owl in the hallway just stares at Gwen. No words, though.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Once outside, Gwen looks down at the pendant hanging around her neck while rubbing at her suddenly misty eyes. It's not as if she /wants/ to leave, but she definitely has to. Grabbing the umbrella she left outside, she walks her suitcase to her fathers Honda and loads it up, then climbs in the driver seat to reach for her cellphone. Shooting off a quick text.

>: Told you I'd text you. See you soon. :<

Then she's on her way back to the Bronx.