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eldabeTitle: Don't Tell Me Not to Fly
Fandom(s): DC Comics
Character(s): Lian Harper.
Rating: PG-13 for some creepiness.
Summary: Lian Harper came back to life in a world where heroes and villains never seem to stay dead. Now old enough to hold her own as a hero, Lian searches out the undisputed master of non-powered heroes in an age of superpowers. But Lian might not be the only one that has come back to life...
Acknowledgments:draconic_voices was the most fantastic beta ever, putting up with my absolute writer insanity. All remaining mistakes are completely mine. And thanks to iceshade, who shoved me back on track when I plateaued.
Complement:bliumchik put together an amazing mix to go along with this fic. It can be found here.
Flight Masterpost
Chapter Three
“It’s my life
It’s nooow or neeeveeer
I ain’t gonna li-”
*Click*
“Yeeeeah?”
“Jai?”
“Whaaat?”
“I think my friend’s roommate might be a super-villain.”
“What?”
“Well, she keeps to herself all the time. We barely see her.”
“I cannot believe you-ergh. Maybe she’s just a quiet person, Lian.”
“And she’s obsessed with Jane Austen.”
“So…?”
“So she already has a theme! And no one would ever suspect her because she’s so quiet!”
“Lian-“
“Listen, she calls our RA ‘Darcy.’”
“What’s his real name?”
“Darryl!”
“Is he tall, dark and handsome?”
“…sort of?”
“Is he mysterious?”
“I guess. If you don’t have access to his entire medical and academic histories. But he’s not ridiculously rich!”
“When did you get so into Austen?”
“I’m telling you. She could be the Austen Slayer, stalking people through the night in old-school frocks and trampling them with carriages or something.”
“You watched Pride and Prejudice, didn’t you.”
“The BBC version. Amanda swears by it.”
“Is Amanda the person we’re talking about?”
“She’s Bailey’s roommate. I only see her when she invites us to watch movies.”
“That’s social.”
“Obsessed, Jai! I’m telling you!”
“Lian, she’s a shy fan of Austen who probably had a crush on your RA. Go to bed.”
“If I die tonight and they find my body in a ditch wearing a high-waisted white dress and a bonnet, I’m blaming you.”
“Good to know. Call me after the sun rises to tell me how it goes.”
“Fine”
“Good night, Lian.”
“’night.”
*Click*
Chapter Four
Fandom(s): DC Comics
Character(s): Lian Harper.
Rating: PG-13 for some creepiness.
Summary: Lian Harper came back to life in a world where heroes and villains never seem to stay dead. Now old enough to hold her own as a hero, Lian searches out the undisputed master of non-powered heroes in an age of superpowers. But Lian might not be the only one that has come back to life...
Acknowledgments:
draconic_voices was the most fantastic beta ever, putting up with my absolute writer insanity. All remaining mistakes are completely mine. And thanks to iceshade, who shoved me back on track when I plateaued.Complement:
bliumchik put together an amazing mix to go along with this fic. It can be found here. Flight Masterpost
Chapter Three
“It’s my life
It’s nooow or neeeveeer
I ain’t gonna li-”
*Click*
“Yeeeeah?”
“Jai?”
“Whaaat?”
“I think my friend’s roommate might be a super-villain.”
“What?”
“Well, she keeps to herself all the time. We barely see her.”
“I cannot believe you-ergh. Maybe she’s just a quiet person, Lian.”
“And she’s obsessed with Jane Austen.”
“So…?”
“So she already has a theme! And no one would ever suspect her because she’s so quiet!”
“Lian-“
“Listen, she calls our RA ‘Darcy.’”
“What’s his real name?”
“Darryl!”
“Is he tall, dark and handsome?”
“…sort of?”
“Is he mysterious?”
“I guess. If you don’t have access to his entire medical and academic histories. But he’s not ridiculously rich!”
“When did you get so into Austen?”
“I’m telling you. She could be the Austen Slayer, stalking people through the night in old-school frocks and trampling them with carriages or something.”
“You watched Pride and Prejudice, didn’t you.”
“The BBC version. Amanda swears by it.”
“Is Amanda the person we’re talking about?”
“She’s Bailey’s roommate. I only see her when she invites us to watch movies.”
“That’s social.”
“Obsessed, Jai! I’m telling you!”
“Lian, she’s a shy fan of Austen who probably had a crush on your RA. Go to bed.”
“If I die tonight and they find my body in a ditch wearing a high-waisted white dress and a bonnet, I’m blaming you.”
“Good to know. Call me after the sun rises to tell me how it goes.”
“Fine”
“Good night, Lian.”
“’night.”
*Click*
Chapter Four
