Post by Wonder Woman on Jun 6, 2016 9:30:34 GMT -5
Diana was still thinking of her conversation with Clark as she prepped for the Gala. One of a handful of events she appeared at to raise money for this or that function. If she was entirely honest, the cult of celebrity sickened her to a degree she was unsure about, but it was a useful tool to get her message to the people. Often, in her first few years, she had been accused of being as vacant and vapid as some of the many interchangeable women whose beauty graced endless magazine covers, but it was rare she was compared to them. The odd comparison to a British royal of the same name who helped the impoverished, and the daughter-in-law she never knew, would arise, but it was clear, much like Superman, Wonder Woman was in a class of her own.
Unlike Superman, however, Diana did not have a secret identity to fall back on. It led to a few interesting events, including a date with a man in a tuxedo and a domino mask, as well as a near constant trail of paparazzi.
The Gotham Museum of Human Antiquities was hosting their annual fundraiser and it had seemed almost too perfect to invite Wonder Woman, a veritable human antiquity herself, as a speaker and honoured guest. After passing the idea around the embassy, and her mother, as well as Helena Sandsmark, an American archaeologist with a focus on the Ancient Greek and Roman world, it was decided that Diana would attend, and make a small donation to the museum. Small being a relative term.
The item was indeed small in size, but the cultural weight of the object was immense, as was the emotion attached to it. Hippolyta had sent one of her pieces of jewellery, a necklace. It was solid gold with two rubies set as eyes to the face of a wolf, and the legend said it had been forged by Hepheastus himself, originally given to Aphrodite. The Goddess in turn gifted it to someone who once loved the Queen very much. Diana knew who had given her the necklace though she had never been told, and as she watched her reflection in the mirror as she secured the clasp, she felt that weight upon her. She wondered if he saw her, if he understood that the temporary gifting of this item was less a testament to how her mother felt about him, and more about how she felt about man's world; not that she cared for him so little, but rather she cared for the world so much.
Diana swallowed hard and picked up the gauze like lace wrap that had been chosen by someone far more concerned with fashion than herself and strode to the waiting town car.
((TAG BATMAN E1))
Unlike Superman, however, Diana did not have a secret identity to fall back on. It led to a few interesting events, including a date with a man in a tuxedo and a domino mask, as well as a near constant trail of paparazzi.
The Gotham Museum of Human Antiquities was hosting their annual fundraiser and it had seemed almost too perfect to invite Wonder Woman, a veritable human antiquity herself, as a speaker and honoured guest. After passing the idea around the embassy, and her mother, as well as Helena Sandsmark, an American archaeologist with a focus on the Ancient Greek and Roman world, it was decided that Diana would attend, and make a small donation to the museum. Small being a relative term.
The item was indeed small in size, but the cultural weight of the object was immense, as was the emotion attached to it. Hippolyta had sent one of her pieces of jewellery, a necklace. It was solid gold with two rubies set as eyes to the face of a wolf, and the legend said it had been forged by Hepheastus himself, originally given to Aphrodite. The Goddess in turn gifted it to someone who once loved the Queen very much. Diana knew who had given her the necklace though she had never been told, and as she watched her reflection in the mirror as she secured the clasp, she felt that weight upon her. She wondered if he saw her, if he understood that the temporary gifting of this item was less a testament to how her mother felt about him, and more about how she felt about man's world; not that she cared for him so little, but rather she cared for the world so much.
Diana swallowed hard and picked up the gauze like lace wrap that had been chosen by someone far more concerned with fashion than herself and strode to the waiting town car.
((TAG BATMAN E1))
