[Diana keeps her eyes on the both of them as they float towards the ground, more out of curiosity than anything else. The gift of flight isn't exactly common, as far as she knows. A dozen questions are on the tip of her tongue, but she swallows them down for now. Her eyes focus on the young woman, gaze considering.
That seems to be more than enough to unnerve her. She drops the bat, raising her hands up, muttering screw this, along with a few other choice expletives, before starting to back away from them. Diana's hand rests once more on the lasso, her intent clear--but before she can capture the girl, a smirk curls her lips. Diana whips the lariat out on instinct, but it's too slow; Playlist has used her newfound powers to speed herself up, evading the lasso and fleeing down the street.
Diana only takes a few steps forward before pausing, sighing quietly. She clips the lasso back to her hip, shaking her head.]
She's just a child. [And there are other people who need help, right now. She turns back to the man, inclining her head.] Your powers are great. [It's both a statement and a question.]
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That seems to be more than enough to unnerve her. She drops the bat, raising her hands up, muttering screw this, along with a few other choice expletives, before starting to back away from them. Diana's hand rests once more on the lasso, her intent clear--but before she can capture the girl, a smirk curls her lips. Diana whips the lariat out on instinct, but it's too slow; Playlist has used her newfound powers to speed herself up, evading the lasso and fleeing down the street.
Diana only takes a few steps forward before pausing, sighing quietly. She clips the lasso back to her hip, shaking her head.]
She's just a child. [And there are other people who need help, right now. She turns back to the man, inclining her head.] Your powers are great. [It's both a statement and a question.]