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Day 13 [Jan. 2nd, 2009|08:21 pm]
The Zatara Diaries


[Current Location |Manchester]
[Current Mood |weirdweird]
[Current Music |Lithium: Nirvana]

Day 13

12:42 PM Hm. So this is Manchester. Not very impressive, but I suppose it has its charms. This hotel room is not quite as nice as the one in London, but on the bright side I did get laid last night. That did not happen in London, except for that one time with Sebastian Faust, who really should get around to calling me. I mean, I’ve tried calling once or twice, but he never seems to answer his cell phone. I think he thinks it gives him a mysterious allure. It doesn’t. And I should know.

1:55 PM I fell back asleep there, momentarily. I’d apologize, but that would be silly. I think I’ll shower, get up, see what sights there are to be seen in this city—who knows. It might be exciting.

Day 56

8:13 AM …What the fuck? Where the hell am I? Some sort of hospital, I presume, but seriously, what the fuck? God, my head hurts. This is—this is bizarre. Who the hell did this to me? What did this to me? Where am I? What the hell is with all these balloons and what happened to Manchester? Where is Bunny?

8:14 AM Dammit, why isn’t she answering me? Are there any nurses in this godforsaken place? Who put my journal here? Was it Zatanna? I bet it was Zatanna. And she probably read it, too. Was I in a coma? Where is Bunny? I am so fucking confused right now, I swear to God…What the hell just happened? Can someone please explain this to me? I am literally yelling this out loud right now. Surely there is someone here who can tell me why I was apparently comatose for God knows how long. Seriously. This is a major concern of mine, right now. I’d like to have it addressed. Also, if someone could explain why I feel like I had a goddamn root canal I would really appreciate it. Perhaps I hit my head? Jaw first? In the shower? I remember the shower. It was quite a nice shower. I feel like I haven’t showered for weeks. Surely that hasn’t been the case? I have an IV in my arm. Oh God, I have been in a coma. Which would explain the balloons. I mean, there are so many of them. It’s a little disconcerting. Shit. This means I have a catheter. Goddammit.

8:31 AM I was brainwashed. They brainwashed me. Along with practically every teenager who’d ever been remotely connected to the Teen Titans. I should like to think I’d be a little trickier to brainwash than, I don’t know, Young Frankenstein. Yes, it was a good movie, but is it really enough for your entire superhero identity? God, I never should’ve joined the Titans in the first place. Anyway, they made us fight, for some godawful reason, and I had to get a tooth replaced, which is why my jaw hurts, and apparently I was knocked out at the end of it? I’ve only been asleep for two days, at least. They’re going to run some tests and then I’ll be free to go—they say I will, at least. Bunny left me my notebook, and apparently nobody could find Zatanna, which is odd, as last I heard she’d been touring. I don’t expect Bunny read it, as Bunny is not that clever. Eddie’s been visiting too, which is nice. The Titans have all been very concerned, apparently, so they’re going to let them know I’m awake. Any minute now Eddie will burst in and smother me with affection.

8:33 AM Well, that’s certainly new. Where did he learn how to do that? Also, why can everybody teleport except for me?

12:00 PM He really is quite adorable, you know. Even with all the babbling on and on and the sorry excuses for not actually saving my ass. He brought pizza! Truly, the boy is beyond all reproach. Also, they had my suit dry-cleaned. That was nice. He said they were all very worried, especially him, and that he wished I would join the Titans again or something, which was silly, because joining the Titans is what got me into this mess in the first place. Then he said he was sorry about my tour, and that forty-three days had passed. Well, no, he told me the date, and I figured it out for myself, but still. Over a month! I imagine it was all over the newspapers. Most importantly, though, he gave me a hug and I didn’t get burned. This is a step in the right direction. He says he can control it using meditation or somesuch, which probably means sex would still be a little sketchy right now, sadly. I very nearly kissed him, but I didn’t want to make things, you know, permanently awkward between us. Soon enough he will figure it out on his own, and that will be a glorious day indeed.

12:04 PM I want to shower. Is there a shower? First I must deal with all the things that are somehow attached to my body.

12:46 PM Oh my God. I don’t remember getting dressed.

12:47 PM They said I was in my suit, and it got ruined, so they dry-cleaned it for me, but I don’t remember putting it on. They must have brainwashed me while I was naked. That is so horrible I cannot even think about it right now.

4:35 PM Fucking doctors and their fucking MRIs. I suppose I’ll stay at Titans Tower because, oh yeah, I’m in San Francisco. Bunny can arrange a room for me later. The Titans owe me.

6:22 PM I had rather hoped to stay in Eddie’s room. This is because I am secretly a fourteen-year-old girl.

6:29 PM At least it’s quiet. Most of the Titans seem to have gone home or something. Eddie is here, though. He wants to play a video game, but I think I can persuade him to watch a movie.

11:17 PM That was…nice. I would have preferred a bit more touching, but that was nice.

11:26 PM I don’t know why I’m tired. I slept for two days. God. I don’t want to think about it any more.

11:31 PM But still. The first round? I know I’m better than that.

[User Picture]From: xlineartx
2009-01-03 03:41 am (UTC)
Hah. I have nineteen pages of unfinished fic, plus three different things going on in my notebook, most of which are Zach/Eddie (and one of which has Eddie, but no Zach). Plus I have this thing plotted out for the next year or so.

Yeah. I win.

(Jaime has people who Google him so they can make fun of him for it. And Tim has Babs, who Googles everyone.)
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[User Picture]From: shiny_glor_chan
2009-01-03 04:38 am (UTC)
I think we're actually about even. May not be all DCU, but I have at least, if not more unfinished fics (stopped counting fics unifinished or otherwise when I got near 300, oh god). >>;; ...this is really not a fight I should be trying to win, lol. XD

(Hahaha, Babs doesn't google anymore; she IS google and every other search engine ever put together. @_@)
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[User Picture]From: xlineartx
2009-01-03 05:04 am (UTC)
Oh God, I will not crawl through all of my ficpiles to find unfinished bits. I will not. Some are just little snippets of dialogue. One is actually just one line of dialogue. I also have pages and pages of meta and outlines and really it's just all a big mess.

(Babs is the freaking internet.)
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