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

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He looked at Kara, smiling at her. As weird as it seemed, being kidnapped by Stacy may have been the best thing to have happened to him in some time. He had a fresh start here.
"I want a life that has meaning again." Being a hero gave him that. Even if he was an arrogant prat about it.
But not so arrogant that he didn't notice the brief change in expression she had there. "You all right?"
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"What's waiting for you back home?"
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"I have an older brother, James," he started. "My parents looooove him. As far as they're concerned, he can do no wrong. Me? I've always been a little Hellion," in one sense of the word, or another, "so every five minutes it was always 'why can't you be more like James?' Which was really fucking annoying." To say the least.
"Anyway, my point is: yeah, I know what you mean. It's nice to have someplace where no one expects you to be anyone other than yourself."
Maybe he was loosening up on the tough guy act for her.
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Those days were fun.
He backed it off some since, but after M-Day, things got so turned around he wasn't entirely sure who he was anymore.
A thought occurred to him and he chuckled a bit. "So I guess this does mean you're really real," he joked, recalling the conversation they had when they first met. "But just to make sure..."
His slid one of his hands down her back, and there was just a little groping action going on under that cape of hers. He must be thorough in his checking, of course.
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The fact that she moved in to give him a hungry kiss would hopefully confirm any lingering doubts about how real she was.
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