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WHO:

batghoul
WHERE: Reilly's apartment
WHEN: Monday night
WARNINGS: Probably none!
SUMMARY: Cass comes by to see Reilly, but he's not at home. May is, however.
FORMAT: whatever

Cass quickly scaled the side of Reilly's apartment building. She'd been in the neighborhood, and a quick stop by to see her boyfriend and ask him if he wanted to patrol together seemed like a good start to the evening. She could also show off a slightly modified version of her usual costume: the black bodysuit remained the same, but she'd finally felt comfortable enough to put the bat symbol on her chest. The cape was long and tattered, the handiwork of her younger self. Reaching his window, she tapped lightly and waited. No response. She tapped harder, but still no sign of Reilly. So she quickly picked the lock, and slipped inside.

He obviously wasn't in his room--and he'd probably have a heart attack if he knew she was in there without him--so she crept quietly toward the door. "Reilly?" she called out timidly as she cracked the door open.

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May wasn't entirely domesticated, take out was the main kind of food and she and the vacuum were only on nodding terms, but she had managed to master all forms of laundry in the near year she'd been living alone. Her laundry, that was. Reilly would have to take care of himself. Which, she had to admit, he had way more experience with than she'd had on arriving here. So it was only her clothing that she was folding in the living room when she heard the cautious sound of another girl's voice. She tossed the shirt on the couch with a curious frown, and took a few steps towards the noise- towards Reilly's room.

"Uh, hey?"

Cass probably looked like a formless blob of frayed fabric in the dimly lit hallway thanks to her cape, but slowly came into view as she made her way cautiously toward the living room. She recognized the body language of the person ahead, and relaxed somewhat.

"Oh. Um. Hi," she said as she finally entered the light. "Reilly's not here?"

"No, uh, he just..." May made a vague gesture to the window. As if the statement wasn't enough. "You know. Went out."

Well, she guessed she should have seen this coming. Reilly's place, of course Reilly's girlfriend would stop by. It was cool, really. Way more cool with her than a boyfriend of hers coming by probably ever would be with Reilly...but that was neither here nor there. This was a chance she'd been waiting for for a while, even if somewhat unexpectedly thrust on her.

"He'll be back soon, though, I think. If you want to wait? I'd like the company."

"Um... Okay." She hadn't realized that Reilly lived with May, but it wasn't necessarily an unwelcome surprise. She made her way into the living room and removed her mask, but stood around a bit awkwardly. Was she supposed to sit down, or offer to help with the laundry? She never really bothered with it at home, and probably wouldn't be much help anyway...

Almost unnaturally pleased with herself (her clever plans rarely worked the way they were intended after all), May waved to the sofa as she shoved the unfolded clothes back into the hamper. What were a few wrinkles, after all? She'd certainly worn worse. Not to mention the fact that in that tattered cape Cass wouldn't really be in a position to say anything on the topic.

"Can I get you something? Um, water or anything? There's probably more hiding in the back of the fridge..."

She took a seat, but just for a moment before hopping back up. "Water is fine. Um, can get it," she offered, making her way toward the kitchen. She didn't really feel like a guest--she'd been in Reilly's apartment on many an occasion--so it wasn't fair to make May wait on her, right?

"Uh-"

Cass was already gone before May could even process she'd gotten up, leaving her to watch the other girl go. Well, that answered that question. Looked like this wasn't exactly an unusual thing...which was good for Reilly, but made May worry a little that she'd turn into a third wheel for him. She followed after Cass after a moment of recovery.

"Nothing bad happening, right? That you needed him for?"

"No. Was going to ask him... to patrol," she said as she filled up a glass from the faucet. May seemed to be radiating a bit of awkwardness about Cass's visit--she guessed that she couldn't blame her, since she did just hop in through the window without any warning.

May leaned against the counter, relaxing slightly at that. Well, at least nothing terrible was happening. And, she had to admit, Reilly going out on patrol as a normal girlfriend activity seemed about right. Cute, even.

"He lucked out, didn't he." That...might sound odd out of her own thought processes, wouldn't it? "I mean, finding a girl with the same, er, love for certain hobbies."

She looked a bit confused when May first started speaking, but she got the gist of it when May clarified it. "Fighting crime? Um... yeah." She smiled a bit. "I'm lucky, too." It took some of the stress out of a superhero relationship when you knew your significant other could take care of himself in a fight.

May'd been curious about how this whole thing had started, but asking 'so how did you actually stand him long enough to start dating?' seemed like...a bad thing. No matter how lovingly said. There had to be a more delicate way to put it.

"So how'd you two meet, anyway? You know Reilly. He's not much on...sharing on certain topics."

"Both worked at the dojo. Started sparring together. Then dating, later." She shrugged a bit, and took a sip of her water. "I'm... not good at that, either." They were both similar in that respect, though she sometimes thought that Reilly was even more awkward about it than she was.

"...it would start with fighting."

She said it with a grin, though. The video of Reilly getting dog-piled with kids was still fresh in her mind. That place had been better for him than she'd known, she would have to make Mr. Rand a present if he ever returned.

"So who asked who out?"

[So sorry for the slow. Visiting home and internet is a little more scarce than I anticipated.]

Cass smiled back. She remembered that video vividly, too. It'd been the first time they'd met. Officially, at least.

"Um. I think I did. Accidentally."

[It's okay! I'm probably better at slow threads anyway.]

"Accidentally?"

May was slipping into normal, comfortable girlfriend gossip mode without even noticing. Somehow, after a year in the City and her time as a mask before the cape and outfit was easy to ignore.

"Asked network... what to do on a date. Was supposed to be private. Reilly saw."

She smiled a bit. It was kind of funny now, but more than a little awkward at the time. But awkwardness kind of characterized their relationship.

"But you were going to ask him out anyway?"

Awkwardness characterized all of Reilly's relationships, which was part of the reason May couldn't help but be all too entertained by the story. That, combined with her natural affinity for such topics, of course.

"Yes. Just... not like that."

She'd have to ask May if Reilly had always been like that. She thought maybe he just started stuttering and shifting around with her.

"Because of his charming personality?"

It was said with love, but there are truth to it. The first time they'd met he'd more or less called her a useless little girl and told her to go home, after all. It was hard to think of him making good first impressions.

She shrugged. "I, um. Just liked him. When we first met."

He was a bit more humble in their first meeting, since he'd been at the bottom of a pile of dojo kids, after all.

"Lucky guy," she more or less hummed. Good for him. For them both, really.

"He's a little less...uh, uptight, since you two started going out, you know."

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