fandomhighdorms | Second Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

After a long day out fighting creepy zombie piranha fish, Karla had fought her way ~~to the castle, beyond the goblin city~~ to Pizza Planet, in the vague hopes that perhaps someone had decided to go in early and gotten stuck. Or something.

Much to Karla's surprise, Pizza Planet was actually open and mostly staffed. The denizens of Fandom were even more jaded by the invasions than the students, and apparently decided a paycheck was more important than the piranhas.

They hadn't been particularly happy to see her. Probably because it had been a very light day for them, work-wise.

But she'd shown up and hadn't moved until they completed her order and now Karla had a giant stack of pizzas to feed people along with a few two litres of soda and a giant salad. After a long day of fighting (or even not), she figured that fresh, hot food that didn't come from a microwave would be appreciated.

She was still debating turning on cheesy horror movies like she'd talked about with Ben, though. That might be a bit much after today.

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Karla was leaning heavily towards Option Two, but her conversations with Tara and Dinah and her more recent conversation with Robin about not holding other-Raven's actions against her were fresh in her mind.

So rather than do something horrible, Karla just calmly reached up and accepted the cocoa with all the graciousness she could muster. "Thank you," she said, stirring her mug.

And probing it with Craft. Duh.

"This was quite thoughtful of you. Help yourself to some pizza." Perhaps Zatanna would be a little disconcerted by the polite, if nothing else.

Zatanna had totally watched Rumor Gal with Raven, she could take Karla's...graciousness. Sorta.

And the probe should come clean; Zatanna had disposed of the last of the enchanted chocolate. She had totally drank it all, actually. Hmm, choco.

"Well, I should have been out there, helping. And I wasn't." She got scared, alright? And the whole election thing...excuses. "Oh, pizza~" Her mind really did changed targets rather fast. "So, nobody badly hurt, I hope?"

"Just some bites, bruises, and scrapes," Karla said dismissively. "Nothing bad. Fortunately, all the people who weren't fighters or offensive mages stayed inside."

There was a vicious comment just waiting to be said, there. Karla took a sit of her cocoa and swallowed it down.

Zatanna would have patted Karla in the back if it weren't her the one she was avoiding getting the snarky comment. "Good to have you guys around, then. Really."

She was going to be a good girl, at least for a little longer.

Karla would bite her if she'd tried. Being polite was very different than having permission to touch, after all.

"Well, yes, this is the whole purpose of the Reserves after all," Karla said dryly. "Glad we're living up to that, in your opinion."

"Sometimes...I want to strangle you." God, she needed that out of her system. "The rest of the time, you are pretty cool. I'd still strangle you though, I think."

She was going to stuff her mouth on pizza now, thanks.

That...was going to make Karla laugh, actually. "The proper word is throttle," she said, once she was done laughing. "Believe me, I know. It's something I hear quite often. You aren't the first and I daresay you won't be the last."

Unless it was walloping, but only Lucivar got to threaten that.

"And you are always welcome to try, darling." She gave Zatanna a bright smile. "Kiss kiss."

Zatanna waved a hand dismissively. "The point stands." Although the other word sounded better, perhaps. "Huh, I don't know if that is a good thing, or a bad thing." The part where apparently half the people she met wanted to get rid of her.

"Hey, put the day and place, as I think I said before. I'm not sneaking on you and pulling your hair." As much of a temptation as it was. "Kiss kiss", replied, too, because she could and it sounded odd enough for her not to know what to make of it.

"Mind you," Karla said, still sounding very amused, "the same males who threaten to throttle me would be very unimpressed hearing you say the same. For one thing, you sound like you'd almost like to try. I think it would be fun for me, if a very bad idea for you."

Her expression dared Zatanna to try anyway.

"As for the other, it's just a thing I say. A greeting, a passing comment... a challenge." A wicked smile bloomed. "Half the fun is saying it and finding out how the other person interprets it."

Second Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

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