Mary is so awesome, because she is generally perceived as being very innocent and gentle, but then she does something crazy, like punch a dude in the face for being sexist or she’ll say something rude like “where were you two when god was handing out brains?” or just slap Billy for having a tantrum and you just remember she is actually a badass. She is kind and sweet and will love you unconditionally, but you act up and she will back hand you.
“I mean, picking up on what they’ve got to say gets easier with practice. Most of it’s posturing, basic chatter. Instinct. Getting them to listen to you is the hard part–”
“But I manage.” Momma bird starts feeding her young. Ah yes, nature.
Mary giggled. ❝Well that still sounds fun to me. I have a bunny, Hoppy, and sometimes I wish I knew what he was saying. I mean there was that one time he got super powers and could talk, but I think that’s a little different?❞
❝You know, contrary to popular belief I am not ten years old!❞
“Yes, it is.. it’s nice to know that not all possibilities are the bad kind.” He glanced down. “When I was with my father, he often spoke of how we were going to change the world for the better.. but I think the world is already very good as it is.”
Mary frowned. She remember Max Lord from when she worked with the Super Buddies, and while that was all a bit of a mess she had always thought he was an alright person, but then again she figured everyone did at one time. She placed her hands on his shoulders gently, and gave him one of her best, comforting smiles. ❝Well you know, I would agree with you. I think the world is a great place! And sometimes something happens, or you come across people who are perhaps not-so-great...and well maybe I am just naive like everyone thinks, and maybe it won’t be very helpful for you, but I think it's important to look at the good things, and to stay positive, even when you know, you don’t feel it.❞
“They’re alright. Get a lot less cute when you watch them eat, but chicks have their charms. Lots of baby chatter. It’s the grown birds who know how to hold a conversation.”
❝Gosh, I wish I could talk to animals,❞ she told him wistfully, as she watched the baby birds and their mother with dreamy eyes. ❝I mean being able to fly and lift cars is swell and all, but talking to animals would be amazing!❞
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“If you want it to be. Mostly I just like my house t’ be–uh, work free, when it comes to the super stuff. I sleep, I walk my dog, I cook meals.”
❝Well that makes sense,❞ Mary replied with a nod. ❝I guess...’cos we don’t really have anywhere else-- and well, the Bromfield’s like to know we’re safe and everything.❞
“It’s my house, Mary. HQ would be the Paris Embassy.”
❝Oh..right. Well Billy, Freddy and I all meet up at my house...so it’s kind of like an HQ?❞
“Not at all! I wasn’t doing anything important.” Klair liked this Mary person already, she was probably the most cheerful person she’d ever met thus far. “Fawcett, huh? I’ve never been, what’s it like?”
❝Hmm, how can I explain it? Well it’s a nice place,❞ Mary began, it was like she had an opinion of the place, but wasn’t really able to express it in words. ❝It isn’t really as exciting as maybe Metropolis or Gotham, or even Central City, but I like it. I’ve lived there my whole life, and well...I guess being quieter is better in some regard.❞
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❝Hello again!❞ Mary called, hanging upside down from a fire escape landing. She was unsure how she had once again managed to find her way into Gotham. She was on her way back home, her mind wandering a little, probably not the safest way to fly, but here she was. At least she found someone she recognised. She pulled herself back up, so she was no longer upside down as smiled, giving him a wave. ❝How’s your day going?❞
Mary watched in awe as she sat on a nearby branch, a smile spreading across her face. ❝Ah huh,❞ she replied, nodding. ❝Gee, aren’t they just the cutest little things you’ve every seen?❞
His eyes widened at her explanation, fascinated, rapt with attention at every word. Magic lightning! Wizards! Magic in general!! “This world is much more complicated than I ever knew! Magic is real, too? Does that mean–” He lowered his voice. “Santa Claus is real, right?”
❝Oh gosh...❞ Mary, as innocent and wonderstruck as she was had stopped believing in Santa Claus sometime ago, however she wasn’t going to spoil that for someone else. ❝Well of course Santa is real!❞ she replied with a smile. ❝But really there is so many strange things you’ll come across and I agree, it can be really complicated at times, but I think it is wonderful. Really anything seems to be possible, and I just think that is so exciting, don’t you?❞
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“I’m not entirely sure I know what all of this means.”
❝Well um..gee...❞ Mary paused for a moment, trying to think it over before she explained. She wanted to make sure she had it right, plus she didn’t want to confuse him anymore than he already seemed to be. ❝When I say the word I get hit by a bolt of lightning, but it’s magic lightning, so it doesn’t hurt me or anything! And when that happens I get my powers and if I say the magic word again, I turn back. I know it’s rather strange, the wizard is much better at explaining it than me. I sort of just go along with it as best I can really.❞
❝Do you ever feel like you’re...sort of second rate?❞
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Mary is the kind of person where she is like 25 years old and people are like daring her to swear because she has never swore before in her life! And it takes her like five minutes to just whisper heck
