saffron wind

[golden_anvil]

Not everyone walks calmly into the streets of the Nexus. Not everyone is so distracted as to not see when the stones shift and the shops and buildings aren’t quite the same. She’s staring down into a sketchbook in her hands and muttering to herself for a fair distance before it even occurs to her to look up. Light brown eyes peer out from a mess of dark curls pinned up around her shoulders. She purses her lips in some amount of confusion and looks to her left, her right, and finally turns about in a small circle.

This stocky stranger traces her gaze over the various buildings as she slowly closes the sketchbook and returns it to a satchel strung across her shoulder by a long strap. After a moment of taking in her surroundings, she nods quietly and sighs. She shifts two things strapped across her back and shoulders: a satchel bag and a large pole with one end wrapped up in cloth. In less than a minute, she has the bag slung around her shoulders and over her back in the style of a backpack. The pole finds it’s way into her hands, the covered end pointing upward as she turns in a slow circle.

“This is…different.” Her voice is soft and deep, but quickly taking on a worried tone. The pole rests in the crook of one arm as she gathers up her skirt to tie off around her waist. Her leather sandals gently hug her all the way up to her knees. “All right, I’ll bite. Who did I offend this time?”

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[golden_anvil]

"There's hope for the younglings, though, including my younger siblings. I'm one of the old souls these days and they're much happier than the counterparts from the family tales." Not so much of a need to fight anymore as much as maintain the balance. Then again, there is much to keep in balance.

Lysandra giggles and hides her grin behind her hand. Her gaze darts to the pocket, but she doesn't want to pry just yet about what lies in a Hobbitses pocketses, as it were. "Oh no! Goodness, I had a whole image in my mind because of comic books and such, but I would never imagine to meet that particular hero in the flesh. He's more accurately a vigilante, anyway. A fuzzy and anatomically correct bat suit would be something else to behold."

[teh_girl_wonder]

"Only some. I mean Gotham, is kinda a cesspool most days." She was half kidding still, but she's seen enough of the dark side of the city that on good days it's hard to see the light.

This hobbitses isn't someone who should be messed with, but she likes playing harmless. "Oh god... I thought comics about Superman and Green Lantern we're bad enough. Bats too? Wonder if Harley knows about them. She and Ivy are wondering around at times too." She won't go into her brothers... Or her boyfriend.

[golden_anvil]

Lysandra's smile fades a little into an expression of confusion the more Ray speaks. Now she absolutely wants to dig through the pocketses of his Hobbitses, but there are more important things to attend to. Her free hand goes up towards her chest, fingers fluttering a bit like she's parsing through papers.

"Erm, begging all pardons, my dear doe, but I do believe I have heard of those names. Kal-El, John Stewart, and... Oh goodness, I think Harleen and Pamela? They're a bit further along and there's so many names to remember from his particular rogues gallery." Rough hands. Seemingly intimate knowledge of Batman himself. Lysandra licks her lips and nods. "I understand if you don't wish to answer this question, but are you a bird or a bat?"

[teh_girl_wonder]

Rayan bit her lip a little, how the hell did Dick handle it. Oh right he sent Tim to Bruce to deal with the situation. And yeah, Rayan isn't sending anyone to Bruce.

"I'm a bird. My original world I was the first. But where I am now... more like the third, but I don't go by Robin there." She chuckled. "So far I've only seen Harls and Pamela. I could go without meeting any of the others here. And seriously I'm still trying to figure out if you are an Amazonian or not." Hey she figures as long as her brothers don't show up, or heaven forbid any of the rogues or Bruce and Alfred she's good. Even on her world she spends more time with Roy in Star City anyway. That is when she isn't needed to keep Dick and Bruce from having a pissing contest, or just knocking sense into Jason.

[golden_anvil]

Lysandra shrugs her shoulders and smiles in a more coy manner. "To be thought worthy of Diana and her like... You flatter me, and I am very much Greek, but nay. Not an Amazon. A blacksmith."

All the names spark a great deal of interest to her. The prospect of meeting ones like Harley Quinn, and Poison Ivy! Villains, yes, but not at all unrepentant or impossible to reason with. "I can't say that the idea of meeting either of them crosses me as being a bad thing. Harley is touched with the madness that comes with relationships with the worst of people and Ivy, at her core, is an environmentally minded woman. They're only evil because their means to and end tend to discount the average human life."

[teh_girl_wonder]

"Oh? Like making swords and stuff? Because that seriously is cool." Rayan had learned some sword skills, nothing she'd use in a fight, but it make her a little different than her counterpart. "And still not convincing me other wise. They have blacksmiths on the isle." Donna and Diana both had told her that much.

"Those two would be fun, it's some of the others that I'd steer clear of from my world. Joker, unfortunately Bats has banned me from face punching that asshole."

[golden_anvil]

"They would, wouldn't they? Diana and her kin would almost exclusively fight with traditional means, enchanted or otherwise. All those warriors in their sandals and skirts..." Lysandra can't help but smile just imagining it. "I'd go visit, if only for the view."

"Batman is right to keep you away from Joker. There are people like him who see the world in such a twisted view that it's almost impossible to pin them down long learn what turned their mind around. They are dangerous because there's very little that will make them hesitate in their path to break the world to match their mind."

[teh_girl_wonder]

"Diana taught me a little with a sword. I asked her to. She makes it look so easy, and mine was a wooden practice blade. Until I'm better I'll stick with my escrima."

She laughs a little. "Joker isn't the worst in town. But... Well the one in the town I'm now in is a bit less sadistic. It's the damn scarecrow I don't deal with well."

[golden_anvil]

"Escrima are a fabulous and versatile weapon. They will help you build your arm and wrist strength, but it's really the back that needs the most training to properly use a sword. The arm can only do so much without the back to, well, back it up."

Lysandra's eyes widen a little hearing Joker isn't the worst. "Scarecrow... He preys on anxieties and phobias, doesn't he? Far more psychological."

[teh_girl_wonder]

"Yeah, I'm trying to ween myself away from that since it is my male counterpart's weapon of choice." She chuckled a little. "Though my baby brother likes his katana, another likes a bo staff. I'm starting to wonder if I should take up my boyfriend's offer to learn how to use a bow. I won't pick up guns after all. I may be different from Richard, but NOT that different."

"The one that was on my original world, tested his toxin on me first. So, I'm usually kept away from him at the new one."

[golden_anvil]

"A bow and arrow would certainly set you apart, although you'll need to be absolutely flush with materials for fletching unless you have someone to do it for you." Her brow furrows a little. "It might be better to start on a single carved bow or composite so you can build up new callouses. You'd absolutely need gloves for it."

"He's an incidental worshiper of Deimos and Phobos. Nothing good comes from people who weaponize the fears of others. You can destroy a mind with enough fear."

[teh_girl_wonder]

"Yeah, would be tempted, if it wasn't my boyfriend's toy of choice." She chuckled at that. "And I think he'd be pissed if I turned out to be a better archer than he is." And like hell she'd make her favorite red-head upset. "Gloves get in the way," She rubbed her fingertips together. "I get nervous if I can't feel what I'm grabbing for while climbing."

"My counterpart can push through it. And well, it gets messy when I get scared. So it's safer for me to stay back until given the all clear."