Reuniting the Legends 1

Zari braced herself and ran for the doorway, opening it and preparing to slam it shut if she just saw an apartment building hallway beyond it.

There wasn't. Instead, she saw static. Zari stared for a second.

Then the new, amorous Sara of wherever-the-fuck-she-was started kissing down her neck and Zari decided to run into the unknown static anyway. It tingled against her skin as the world shifted.

She reappeared somewhere different. Zari steadied herself and looked around, reeling from the transition; this definitely wasn't some apartment building. It was too dark for that. If she squinted, she couldn't make out furniture, and while there were shadows in the darkness, none of it seemed as pedestrian as a couch.

Zari took a step forwards, careful, seeing a little flickering light come around a corner. She wanted to take a moment, to stop and process what was going on all around her. Two things made up her mind.

The first was a "Hey babe, where's this?" delivered in an uncharacteristically breathy voice, as Sara had apparently followed her through the static, a hand reaching for her ass with a thumb brushing past the totem-jewel in a place Zari was trying really hard not to think about just then.

The second was a scream. Zari ran around the corner - even with the totem where it was, she still had her powers - to try and help whoever was in trouble. She did not find someone in trouble.

What she found was Ava Sharpe, naked and bent over a table, and Astra Logue, standing and wearing thigh-high heels and a corset that pushed up without concealing who honestly would have looked less indecent if she had been naked. Oh, and she had a riding crop in one hand.

"Okay. No," Zari said.

The two turned to her. Ava had a far, far too meek expression on her face, while Astra just cocked her head.

"Is it time for our next scene already?" Astra said. She tapped her crop on my hand. "Lost track of time."

"Yeah, there is no way that's happening," Zari said.

Her insistence was somewhat spoiled by Sara affectionately hugging her, chin resting on Zari's shoulder, hands wrapping around just under her breasts. Zari cleared her throat. Sara didn't take the hint.

And her team-mates were seeing her naked. Somehow the sheer shock of what she'd walked in on had made her forget that for almost a whole second. She whimpered, and moved to cover her chest with her arm.

"Here, let me," Sara murmured, as she tried, helpfully shifting her hands up a little higher to cup Zari's boobs. Zari's face suddenly went very hot.

Focus, Zari.

"I don't suppose you've seen a giant wall of static have you?" Zari said.

Whatever the case, they were the Legends, and she had to help the Legends. Weird, pornified, naked versions of the Legends, but still the Legends. Besides, getting hit on by Sara was basically just a Tuesday.