WHO WEARS SHORT SKORTS? (
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capeandcowllogs2011-01-14 01:04 am
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Entry tags:
to tie up loose ends to make amends
WHO:
supertorso &
battothefuture
WHERE: Terry's apartment.
WHEN: Sometime around today-ish? Today being Thursday.
WARNINGS: ... Possibility of some violence.
SUMMARY: Kara and Terry were gonna try again after their failed notadate. But then he got exPorted and never called, so she stops by. SHIT HAPPENS.
FORMAT: Quick to start, can do whatever after.
[ It starts like this: Terry and Kara parted ways and agreed to try again for coffee. But there was never a 'Hey, how does tomorrow sound' from his end and Kara was just this side of shy and worried about this whole friendship with a civilian thing that she wasn't sure she could call him about coffee.
But when she'd seen neither hide nor hair of him on the Network for a while, she got a little worried. She wasn't sure picking up the phone and going 'You're not dead, right?' was the kind of thing one did, so she didn't act on it, instead keeping eyes and ears out should he show up anywhere.
On the other hand, though, if she was just patrolling and happened to be in the area, she could stop by and knock on his door, right? Just... checking in. She could say she lost his number, wanted to make sure he and the dog were okay. And wanted to see the dog again. Yeah, that would work.
Which is how she ends up standing in front of his door, wishing terribly her x-ray vision could penetrate lead. One hand raises and knocks gently, so as not to... accidentally break anything. Because that would be bad. And she'd have to buy him a new door. ]
Terry? You home?
[ Wait a little bit, then knock again, a little harder this time. Maybe it was too soft of a knock. Just because she had superhearing... ] Terry?
[ More knocking. She pauses again and then knocks just a little too hard, knocking the door off its... surprisingly sturdy hinges. ]
Oh, crap! Ohcrapohcrap! Terry! If you're home, I'm sorry I broke your door. ... if you're not, I'm sorry for breaking and entering to fix your door...
[ She moves the broken door aside so she can step into the apartment and... freezes. Because that— that stuff can't be what she thinks it is. It just can't be. ]
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WHERE: Terry's apartment.
WHEN: Sometime around today-ish? Today being Thursday.
WARNINGS: ... Possibility of some violence.
SUMMARY: Kara and Terry were gonna try again after their failed notadate. But then he got exPorted and never called, so she stops by. SHIT HAPPENS.
FORMAT: Quick to start, can do whatever after.
[ It starts like this: Terry and Kara parted ways and agreed to try again for coffee. But there was never a 'Hey, how does tomorrow sound' from his end and Kara was just this side of shy and worried about this whole friendship with a civilian thing that she wasn't sure she could call him about coffee.
But when she'd seen neither hide nor hair of him on the Network for a while, she got a little worried. She wasn't sure picking up the phone and going 'You're not dead, right?' was the kind of thing one did, so she didn't act on it, instead keeping eyes and ears out should he show up anywhere.
On the other hand, though, if she was just patrolling and happened to be in the area, she could stop by and knock on his door, right? Just... checking in. She could say she lost his number, wanted to make sure he and the dog were okay. And wanted to see the dog again. Yeah, that would work.
Which is how she ends up standing in front of his door, wishing terribly her x-ray vision could penetrate lead. One hand raises and knocks gently, so as not to... accidentally break anything. Because that would be bad. And she'd have to buy him a new door. ]
Terry? You home?
[ Wait a little bit, then knock again, a little harder this time. Maybe it was too soft of a knock. Just because she had superhearing... ] Terry?
[ More knocking. She pauses again and then knocks just a little too hard, knocking the door off its... surprisingly sturdy hinges. ]
Oh, crap! Ohcrapohcrap! Terry! If you're home, I'm sorry I broke your door. ... if you're not, I'm sorry for breaking and entering to fix your door...
[ She moves the broken door aside so she can step into the apartment and... freezes. Because that— that stuff can't be what she thinks it is. It just can't be. ]
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[ She can't really imagine any of the Bats she knows retiring from the good fight, and she really can't imagine Bruce leaving Gotham without anyone to watch over her. ]
And, yeah, I have. Probably not as often as some people, but it's a good skill to have, especially in our line of work.
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Nope, same old Gotham. But sometimes things... happen. And... all right. I guess it would be nice to not have to do this myself. Thanks.
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[ She moves a little closer and flips her x-ray vision back on so she can focus on his ribs and not his well. Shirtlessness. ]
You're, ah, gonna need to put your arms up.
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[Terry doesn't mention that thing where he's never seen her, except in really old footage, and that she mysteriously disappeared one day. Bruce probably had a file detailing what had happened to her, but he hadn't seen it. Of course, he hadn't really gone looking. But he smiles a little at her request.]
Yeah, done this a few times.
[But things are rather awkward when he complies.]
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[ She takes the tape and carefully starts wrapping his ribs, eyes still having that faint blue glow since she's pretty sure if she was actually looking at him right now, her face would start doing a tomato impression. ]
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[He's staring off to the side, and can't help considering for a moment that this is a strange situation. Standing there, only half dressed, talking about torture with a pretty girl who just broke his ribs and is now helping him tape them up.]
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Damian's a tough kid, I'm sure he must've gone out fighting.
[ ... yeah, she's totally getting the wrong idea from that statement. ]
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It wasn't Damian, it was Tim, and he didn't die. He's still around. He just... Joker hurt him, before he died. Tim killed him.
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[ But, damn. If there was anything she could see breaking the Batfam beyond repair, it would be something happening to Tim. ]
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Her fingers smooth over the last bit of tape when she's done and that's when she seems to realize just how close she's standing. Kara backs up a step, feeling her face heat up a little. ]
Well... there you go.
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Thanks.
[THEN NOTICING THE BLUSHING.]
... I, uh, guess I'd better go get a shirt, huh? And look, I'm... sorry.
[TUUURNING TO GO]
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[ If it's the Kryptonite thing, it's not like he could've known she was coming over. Not that he should just leave it out in the open, either, but. ]
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He ended up okay in the end. He and Bruce are even talking again.
[He has reasons for the kryptonite thing 8| You want an advantage when you've potentially got a super out to get you, and this is all he's got.]
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Good to know Bruce gets over himself eventually.
And you don't need to apologize for the conversation getting heavy. I was the one who was asking questions and letting my curiosity get the better of me again.
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It took doing.
[But he stiiiilll doesn't have a shirt, and is sorta edging to go get one.]
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He spends a moment staring at it when he arrives.]
I hope you realize you're paying for that.
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Never thought otherwise. I get the feeling I'm only going to be able to pay for the door, though, not any nifty Bat enhancements.
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[Tim won't be pleased will he]
Slag. Ramen it is.
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[ Also, she's just gonna sit mid-air now, because that's more comfortable than just standing around. ]
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... remember how I told you that, back home, the Joker got Tim?
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[ She's not sure she likes where this is going. ]
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