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capeandcowllogs2011-01-14 01:04 am
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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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Anyway, I figured this was war. All's fair and all that.
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... You do know the other half of that phrase, right?
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And?
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Well, you were the one who brought up the fact that the other half involved love.
[He hands her the dice and smirks, just a little.]
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You were the one who made something of it.
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Your move, Batboy.
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Would you move my thing seven spaces please?
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You do realize I meant it was your move in both games, right?
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I'm still ahead.
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powerplay done with permission KAT IF I'M DOIN SOMETHIN WRONG TELL ME I'LL EDIT
Yeah, no, dunno if you'll ever catch up.
YOU'RE GOOD <3
Is that right?
[ Kara shifts away from him and very deliberately stretches, arching her back. Then she grabs the empty glass of water and stands, making a show of smoothing out her skirt. As she passes Terry to head into the kitchen to get some more water, she leans down long enough to whisper in his ear. ]
Let's hope you're ready for when I retaliate.
[ Meanwhile, she's hoping she can actually come up with something to win this... thing they've got going. 8| ]
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I look forward to it.
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She is pretty proud of the fact that when she comes back in to the other room it's without any flush on her cheeks at all. She even manages to keep it that way as she sits back down and slowly looks from the floor up until she's smirking at Terry. ]
I think it's your turn to roll.
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HEY WASN'T THERE A MOVIE JUST LIKE THIS
I SERIOUSLY THINK THERE WAS IT'S BUGGING ME NOW
s;dlafkghafksdl
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