Zinda Blake | A Blackhawk Birthday!
May. 9th, 2022 08:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zerocharliexrayThe thing about waiting for a fight that's coming to you is... well, there's a lot of sitting around and waiting.
Zinda's never been the most patient. So maybe it's no surprise that once she gets the Skipper set up in the makeshift medical suite and leaves her with Dinah, she excuses herself and starts opening doors until one shows her the bustle and cheer of Milliways instead of Gotham's gloom. She whistles her way across the room and parks her shapely, blue jean-clad ass on a bar stool, then taps at the bar top. "Hiya, honey," she says. "Can a gal get a drink?"
The drink comes... and so does an enormous meringue frosted cake, covered in candles and smelling deliciously of peaches, followed shortly by a glittery gold headband with the words BIRTHDAY GIRL picked out in plastic letters and rhinestones. Zinda laughs, delighted, and dons the headband, then pats the bar affectionately. "You're aces, hon," she says, fond. "Guess I better find some folks to share with."
Zinda's never been the most patient. So maybe it's no surprise that once she gets the Skipper set up in the makeshift medical suite and leaves her with Dinah, she excuses herself and starts opening doors until one shows her the bustle and cheer of Milliways instead of Gotham's gloom. She whistles her way across the room and parks her shapely, blue jean-clad ass on a bar stool, then taps at the bar top. "Hiya, honey," she says. "Can a gal get a drink?"
The drink comes... and so does an enormous meringue frosted cake, covered in candles and smelling deliciously of peaches, followed shortly by a glittery gold headband with the words BIRTHDAY GIRL picked out in plastic letters and rhinestones. Zinda laughs, delighted, and dons the headband, then pats the bar affectionately. "You're aces, hon," she says, fond. "Guess I better find some folks to share with."
