Drabble: Golden Lasso
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starsandseaTitle: Golden Lasso
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Diana, Bruce, Clark (implied Bruce/Clark)
Word Count:
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dcu_freeforall Trinity table. Prompt of Golden Lasso. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Diana looked down thoughtfully at the lasso in her hands. The golden rope glimmered, almost curling around her hands and wrists of its own accord.
She smiled, and coiled it carefully. She didn't need it to know the truth. She never had.
She put it back on her hip, ready for the next battle, the next foe.
*****
Diana was watching Bruce and Clark argue after the latest battle. Superman been hit with a magic spell, and still didn't have his powers back fully. Batman had been injured as a consequence of one of Green Lantern's blasts of energy being rebounded.
Both of them had already yelled at Hal, though truthfully it had been no one's fault. Diana caught a look in Kal's eye, a certain turn of Bruce's body, and frowned to herself.
She felt the Lasso's weight on her hip, almost yearning to reach out and harness the truth from Bruce and Clark. She might not need it to be completely truthful to herself - or to others around her - but maybe her friends did.
*****
Diana sawed at the chains binding her with her tiara. The metal of the links was extra dense, making it harder to saw through, but she didn't linger in wondering why or how. It was just an inconvenience stopping her from fighting.
Her lasso was missing, but she didn't worry about that, either. It wouldn't stay away from her for long; it was the truth, after all, and she was it's guardian. It would come back to her, she had no doubt about that.
The chains gave at last, and she smiled fiercely, putting her tiara back on her head. Time to show these people the folly of angering an Amazon.
*****
Later, when the battle is over, Bruce gives her back her lasso. He doesn't say anything, but then, he doesn't have to. His body is less tense, and she can tell his eyes are lighter behind the cowl.
Later still, she sees Clark, and his smile is freer that it has ever been before; when he sees Batman his eyes light up like blue flames.
Diana doesn't even try to hide her smile, or her satisfaction.
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Diana, Bruce, Clark (implied Bruce/Clark)
Word Count:
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For my
dcu_freeforall Trinity table. Prompt of Golden Lasso. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.Diana looked down thoughtfully at the lasso in her hands. The golden rope glimmered, almost curling around her hands and wrists of its own accord.
She smiled, and coiled it carefully. She didn't need it to know the truth. She never had.
She put it back on her hip, ready for the next battle, the next foe.
*****
Diana was watching Bruce and Clark argue after the latest battle. Superman been hit with a magic spell, and still didn't have his powers back fully. Batman had been injured as a consequence of one of Green Lantern's blasts of energy being rebounded.
Both of them had already yelled at Hal, though truthfully it had been no one's fault. Diana caught a look in Kal's eye, a certain turn of Bruce's body, and frowned to herself.
She felt the Lasso's weight on her hip, almost yearning to reach out and harness the truth from Bruce and Clark. She might not need it to be completely truthful to herself - or to others around her - but maybe her friends did.
*****
Diana sawed at the chains binding her with her tiara. The metal of the links was extra dense, making it harder to saw through, but she didn't linger in wondering why or how. It was just an inconvenience stopping her from fighting.
Her lasso was missing, but she didn't worry about that, either. It wouldn't stay away from her for long; it was the truth, after all, and she was it's guardian. It would come back to her, she had no doubt about that.
The chains gave at last, and she smiled fiercely, putting her tiara back on her head. Time to show these people the folly of angering an Amazon.
*****
Later, when the battle is over, Bruce gives her back her lasso. He doesn't say anything, but then, he doesn't have to. His body is less tense, and she can tell his eyes are lighter behind the cowl.
Later still, she sees Clark, and his smile is freer that it has ever been before; when he sees Batman his eyes light up like blue flames.
Diana doesn't even try to hide her smile, or her satisfaction.
