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[totallyhisniece]

[When the video feed starts, two masked figures are hunched over, staring into the camera. Both Blonde. Both in costume. Something... not quite right. There's definitely something a little off. The one in green speaks first. Artemis? Did you hair get shorter? And... are you filling out the costume a bit more?

Similarly, the chest area of Steph’s costume might look a little lumpy but that has nothing to do with the socks that were stuffed in there. No way. And the longer hair is totally because of extensions, bet you didn’t know there were hair extensions in space.

Those close to the girls will probably have realised that they switched costumes. How else are they going to tell if their friends are possessed or not? Exactly.]

Okay, it's on. Team, report in! You know who you are. Plus Hayley, Oxford, and.... Crane. I guess. Whatever.

Word. And don’t even bother trying to trick us with your demony ways, we will totally know.

[That gets a look from “Artemis”, though, and “Steph” just grins.]

What? You talk like that.

When!? When do I ever-- Yeah. What Batgirl said! Seriously, though, we’ll know.

… And insert dry comment about beating dudes up here.

[They are clearly the best at this. Good teamwork, girls.]


((ooc: Purple is Steph, green is Artemis!))

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[pertinacious]

Nothing's wrong, just-- .............. You'll see.

[She was surprised he didn't know already.]

You can unjustifiably yell at me about the Batgirl thing after we figure out the demon thing, okay? This is priority, and then we'll talk. We need to talk, Tim.

[redwinged]

[ you haven't changed that much, he doesn't say. even if his gaze stays on her face longer than is strictly necessary. the fact of the matter is that there's what he knows, and what he knows. the differences between reading something- between following tidbits and pieces of information collected across the network- and making them something whole. giving them context.

he doesn't nod, and maybe it isn't agreement as much as it is acknowledgement- but tim's shoulders settle into a steady line regardless. ]

Have you taken any preventative measures?
Either one of you?

[pertinacious]

[Tim...

It was hard enough doing this the first time. She breaks the eye contact long before it hits strictly necessary because she's not sure if she can trust herself to stay that strong a second time.

Steph rubs at the back of her neck and glances at Artemis.]

Not yet. This kind of thing is Z's department. Open to suggestions.

[redwinged]

[ the corner of his mouth twitches. which is maybe as much a frown as it is an absence thereof. a flatness that's become the default. tim's attention leaves the screen, and there's sound a short distance away, a small rustling, but nothing more. ]

Shy of getting some questionably tasteful tattoos, I haven't seen any concrete options. Salt circles won't do us any good, offensively speaking.

Iron, we could work with.