to tie up loose ends to make amends

[skort]

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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[battothefuture]

[See that, Kara? You're getting his best Bruce B| impersonation]

[skort]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like— That was sweet.

Even if all I got out of it was you had no idea why you said that, you just think I'm cute. Which is okay, because I don't really have anything I wanted it to mean.

[battothefuture]

Well what am I supposed to say? I like you. We've only talked about three times though, so I don't know that much.

[skort]

I dunno. I just ask lots of questions. It normally blows up in my face, but I'm too curious to stop.

[battothefuture]

Well, there you are. Kinda like you, when you're not trying to kill me, and I think you're cute.

[skort]

You're not too bad on the eyes yourself, you know.

And if you land on Park Place I will be so mad.

[battothefuture]

[That earns her a slightly surprised look and a little grin.]

Not that many people tell me that either.

And you realize that I'll be aiming for it now.

[skort]

Now you know how it feels to hear that coming at you.

But then my dreams of owning both Park Place and Boardwalk will be smashed.

[battothefuture]

Yeah, but I didn't blush like you.

That being the point.

[skort]

Blushing is typically a girl thing. I could probably make you do it, though I won't.

You're so mean.

[battothefuture]

I doubt that.

It's a dog-eat-dog world.

[skort]

I could.

And I only eat hot dogs, and even then almost always only with mustard and ketchup.

[battothefuture]

Uh-huh. Yeah, I don't think so.

[skort]

Is that a challenge?

[battothefuture]

And if it is?

[skort]

I've never said no to a challenge. But first, I need something to drink. You mind if I just grab a glass from your kitchen?

[ 'Cause she's already up and moving in that direction. ]

[battothefuture]

Sure go for it.

I... will be right back as well.

[And taking Lady outside, because she was looking- antsy maybe. Or maybe he was paranoid.]

[skort]

[ And she takes this moment while he's outside to take off the sweatshirt she'd thrown on over her crop top when she first decided to drop in, in case he had neighbors watching.

Then she leans against a wall and sips at her water, just enjoying letting her legs be unfolded. Super or not, there's only so long a girl can sit cross-legged. ]

[battothefuture]

[He raises an eyebrow when he comes back in.]

Getting a bit hot for you?

[skort]

It just feels strange to be wearing this with something on top of it.

[ She smiles a little and walks over to stand in front of him, letting her fingertips brush lightly against where the tape is under his shirt. ]

How are the ribs feeling?

[battothefuture]

[He grins]

All right. Actually, I was just thinking it was time to go take the tape off again for a while. Can help you heal a bit faster, but if you just leave it on it can cause problems.

You wanna help with that too?

[His look is more a smirk than a smile by now, mildly suggestive.]

[skort]

[ FLUSHES and scowls. ] I'll get you next time, Gadget.

[ pause. ] But if you do actually need help, I'll help you.

[battothefuture]

[He laughs]

Don't count on it. And I should be fine. Unless, of course, you want to.

[His tone, inflection, and the way he drags the words out makes the sentence sound obscene.]

[skort]

[ Turning red just a little more, though she's still scowling. ]

Not with you leering like that.

[battothefuture]

[Terry laughs again, kisses the end of her nose on impulse, and vanishes into his room. Once there, he takes off the tape (ow went his ribs when he breathed experimentally, and Terry pulled a little face).

After a moment of thought, he comes back without his shirt, which is potentially dangerous, but probably nothing will come of it.]

Okay.