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Date Night! [Closed]

Okay, so it wasn’t quite night, so it didn’t really count as date night. But! It was a date! Her first real date in…a very long time. So, being understandably excited, Kara had done the thing to do and had worn something different for the date. Well, okay, not something different. She only has the plantsuit. But! She’s ripped them up so it looks like she’s wearing hot pants and go-go boots. That’s right, Julian, she’s showing off her shapely gams, and she’s only done that for you so far. She’s still wearing the gold-edged cape, though. Coz, you know, it’s the Super thing to do.

She stood outside the media library, trying to be as cool as Kryptonianly possible, with her arms and legs crossed and what she hoped was a mysterious but alluring smile on her face.

Crap. Was she supposed to bring him flowers or something?

…

Please don’t bring that horrible sludge from the mess hall in place of chocolate.

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Pfft. Kara'd like to see Stacy try and sedate them. ~~No she wouldn't. She's had enough tentacle abuse for one day, kthnxbye.~~

"I'm thinking we should find a private place somewhere where we won't be distracted by family members or robots of any kind."

He was tempted to say 'no' because that would mean he'd have to stop kissing her for a while. But he really didn't want to be interrupted (or risk having his head heatvisioned off).

"Yeah, we should. Know anywhere? Cause I really haven't had much of a chance to look."

Considering that up until recently, all the time I'd spent, I'd spent with Brainiac 5?

"Beyond the media library?" The place was much too public. Especially with Stacy seeing everything. Kara shuddered involuntarily. Raise your hand if ew? "Which is so not within limits now, Rao-dammit." Why couldn't the city have, like, a hotel or something?

He could already see that she wasn't coming up with anything. He lowered his head, leaning it against hers. "You're kidding me." He was still smiling, though. This was just his luck.

"Rao-dammit?" Curious phrasing, that.

"I wish I was, handsome," she apologized, brushing her lips against his. She tilted her head at his question. "Yeah. Rao. He's, like, the Kryptonian god. We named our sun after him. Or...he was named after our sun. Or he is our sun. It's confusing, there are a lot of stories out there." Uh, moment of truth, Julian. "I'm...not exactly from Earth."

That got him to raise both eyebrows, though he didn't freak out. Aliens, in and of themselves, weren't new to him, what with the X-Men's relationship to the Shi'ar and the more recent Skrull invasion.

"Ok... so where are you from?"

"Krypton," she explained, without hesitation. "Not that it exists anymore - Brainiac 5's ancestor's city-napping of Kandor kind of helped the core of Krypton become way less stable and...soon after it was destroyed. Me and my cousin Kal are it's only survivors." And I was sent to Earth to kill Kal. "And I was sent to Earth to take care of him, only, for as long as I've been there, it's been...the other way around."

"Oh." He was going to need a minute or two to process that. But, so far, his arms were still around her. That had to be a good sign.

"Wait-- isn't your cousin named Kon? Or...?" Did he miss something? Cause no one had mentioned anyone named Kal before.

"Kon...is kind of...Kal's clone." Crap, is she supposed to be telling him any of this? Oh, it doesn't matter. Kon tried to ruin this for her. "Kal is my dad's brother's son." She bit her lip. "Heh. Awkward."

So! Not only was Kon an alien, he was an alien clone! Julian would process that bit of information later.

"Yeah; little awkward." He leaned his head back a little, then shrugged a bit. "But I can deal." He grinned a bit at Kara.

"At least it explains why I've never seen a girl as hot as you on Earth before."

"Smooth, Julian," Kara smirked. "So what's your story - and don't tell me the collar's a fashion accessory."

"I have my moments," he smirked back.

Though that smirk did fade some when she asked about the collar. It wasn't exactly his favorite subject. But since it was apparently story time, and he did like Kara, he figured he could give a little.

"Well, you're not human... and if you want to get technical about it, neither am I..."

Kara raised an eyebrow. "Alien? Clone? Really life-like cyborg?" She kissed him teasingly. "If it's the last one, they did a really good job."

"Mutant, actually. Or homo supernus, the next evolutionary step in humanity." He sounded just a bit smug when he said it, though he shrugged it away. "Or at least we were."

Stupid M-Day.

"What happened?" She knew that look on his face. It's the same look she got whenever she thought about Krypton, whenever she thought about Thara Ak-Var and the few friends she'd lost. And her family. People she'd never see again.

He leaned his head back, looking at the ceiling as he spoke.

"Not really sure. All I know is that there was a bright flash one morning, damn near every single mutant on the planet had their DNA rewritten, they were devolved into normal baseline humans. And just like that, a population was over 30 million people and rising suddenly crashed down to 198 total and falling. I think I'm number 143 on the list."

He tried to sound casual as he said that, as if he was talking about any other thing. The facade was paper thin, though, and painfully easy to see through. Especially when he finally looked back at her again.

"Sort of puts us in the same boat, almost..." Which might be why he even told her all of that to begin with.

"Almost," Kara agreed softly. "I had no idea, Julian. That sounds terrible. I mean, to have an entire population wiped out...what is it with Earth and doing things like that?" Kara honestly didn't understand it, and no matter what Kon said about Krypton...she refused to believe that genocide like that had every touched her home.

Even though, in the back of her mind, she was well aware that it had.

Her eyes were watering when Julian looked back at her. The story hit a little close to home. "The tough guy act is sexy, Julian, but you can drop it a little around me. I wouldn't tell anyone."

He gave her a small smile, and a soft kiss.

"The tough guy act is one of the few things I left at this point, gorgeous. I think I'm gonna hold on to it." He did hug her a little tighter, though. "Thanks, though." He honestly did appreciate the offer.

Mmm. He could hug her as tightly as he wanted. She was enjoying his arms around her very, very much. She kissed him back, giving him a playful, teasing kiss that lingered just a little long. "What are friends for?"

He raised an eyebrow knowingly at her.

"We're just friends?"

She smiled coyly. "I don't know, handsome. I didn't wanna be Presumptuous Lass. This is our first date, after all."

"True." Her coy smile was mirrored by one of his own. "But I don't think I'm being Presumptuous ~~Lad~~ Guy if I say that this won't be our last date, either."

"Oh no. You won't be getting off that easily," Kara grinned. ~~Except for the part where, you know, you almost did.~~ "No, I'm just waiting to see how the next date could possibly top one where we were interrupted by a robot and then had to punch out a crewmate."

"We could be attacked by giant robots?" He considered that for a moment, then shook his head.

"Actually, let me not jinx us. That kind of thing tends to happen far too often to me."

Sentinels yay!

"On the bright side, you missed the giant cockroaches," Kara replied. "Amongst some other things." Granted, giant robots were something that Kara was confident she could handle.

Hello, Supergirl here, remember?

"I can relate, though. Villains. Aliens trying to kidnap me. It's a whole lotta fun all the way around."

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