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[raptorcanaria]

Dinah comes up from the garage, wiping grease off her hands onto a rag, which she leaves with the bar in exchange for an egg cream. It's not really a fair trade.

She's dressed for shop work: hair pulled back from her face, dirty jeans and a Green Lantern T-shirt that's stained from where she's wiped her hands as she went.

Go on, ask her if she can recite the oath.

Comments

[raptorcanaria]

"I don't know what any of those things are," Dinah says.

[makesthings]

"My mother fights the Dead since necromancers are a danger in the Old Kingdom, my aunt helps her and learns from her. Wallmaker means that I make things, there hasn't been a Wallmaker in a couple of centuries. Sorry, my world is odd."

[raptorcanaria]

"Hey, it's no odder than mine," Dinah says. "We have aliens and mad scientists and metahumans on top of magic users."

[makesthings]

"Oh good, sometimes it seems like mine gets a lot of how does that work looks."

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah shrugs. "Every world's different. Some are more different than others."

[makesthings]

"Very true, that's how Milliways works."