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Reactions, A Room, and Luthor [Closed to Kon]
It’s a ton to take in, to say the least. Seriously? Really, seriously? After all that fighting, after nearly losing so many people and actually losing others, after all that risk, it’s for this?
Cassie isn’t sure if being sold off as a slave is all that worse than knowing their entire universe has been obliterated. In the end, well, it isn’t exactly one reality or the other, but the thought still bothers her: sometimes it’s just so much better to be naive.
Then again, she wouldn’t have come as far as she has in life if she had stuck with naive. And it isn’t as though everything they knew and loved was lost forever, is it? If there’s a slim chance of getting out of this and restoring their worlds, they’re going to do it, right?
Cassie shoves that to the back of her mind for a second and reaches over to slip her hand into Kon’s. She leans him against him a touch, her other hand resting on his arm.
“Hey,” she says, “Let’s check out that room. If I see another pod I’m going to seriously damage something.”
Cassie isn’t sure if being sold off as a slave is all that worse than knowing their entire universe has been obliterated. In the end, well, it isn’t exactly one reality or the other, but the thought still bothers her: sometimes it’s just so much better to be naive.
Then again, she wouldn’t have come as far as she has in life if she had stuck with naive. And it isn’t as though everything they knew and loved was lost forever, is it? If there’s a slim chance of getting out of this and restoring their worlds, they’re going to do it, right?
Cassie shoves that to the back of her mind for a second and reaches over to slip her hand into Kon’s. She leans him against him a touch, her other hand resting on his arm.
“Hey,” she says, “Let’s check out that room. If I see another pod I’m going to seriously damage something.”
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But then Cass found him, yanked him by the hand and he's slowly coming out of it, out of his sulk.
There's a slight grin.
"So, uh, come to think of it, about our rooming situation..."
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As for how he is, that's not something she really needs to ask about when she's got that smile on his face –– she knows what's up and it's not too hard to put together what Kon's thinking about.
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He bites his lower lip for just a second, and then says, "So, I guess, maybe we should talk first or something, though. You know."
He's not gonna say "about us." Or "about our future" or any of that, because he is a dudely dude, but he still wants to figure it out.
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"Too early for that kind of thing? If you don't want to, I could stay with Cissie, and you and Bart and Robin could go together." There's a twinge of disappointment there. "Even if it's on some weird space ship, moving in together might be... too fast?"
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They're there now, at an empty room, and he opens the door with a swish, and pokes his head in.
"Huh. Cushy."
Letting go of her hand, he trots over to the bed and jumps on, bouncing a little, and looks over at her.
"What I wanted to know is if you wanted it. And what exactly you want, from--from us."
He pushes his hand through his hair.
"I feel stupid for asking for this stuff, but after finding out I was gonna die, finding out I come back, finding out it might all be irrelevant or maybe it won't, Luthor's here, there was the brainwashing--I don't know."
He slumps back on the bed and sighs.
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"Well, I want a boyfriend. I want someone I can depend on, someone smart, someone funny, someone... super. That's you," she says.
She pushes away from the door and sits down on the edge of the bed.
"That's nothing I don't have already, right?"
There's the smile again, and she just watches him.
"No matter what does or doesn't happen in our universe."
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"I guess what I'm asking is if you still want all the bad with it too: the potential brainwashing, the fact that there's parts of me that's like both people I was cloned from..."
He squirms to look at her.
"You know it's not all good stuff, Cass. There's a lot of bad, and I just...I'm not gonna be a jerk and decide for you, and do anything stupid to 'keep you safe,' but I did want to ask if you were sure you wanted all that."
Ever since Luthor got here, he's been thinking about it so much. Everything that happened before the Crisis.
"'Cause if you do, this is a good idea, but if you don't, then it might not be."
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"I know. But that goes for everyone. I don't know a single person who's perfect and I doubt I ever will. And is the brainwashing dangerous, and the Luthor a bit scary, yeah, but I love you and that's that. I was hurt that you didn't tell me about that stuff, but you're still Kon."
Cassie looks at him.
"And I've known you long enough to know who you are."
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"Well you have known me almost my whole life."
He looks back at her with that little smile on his face.
Then there's something of a mischievous expression, and he scrambles under the covers, hiding. There are squirmy movements.
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Which means he's not in it.
"Maaaaybe," he says, from under the blankets, and he pulls the blanket down enough so his eyes are visible. The way the corners of his eyes are crinkling make it clear he's grinning under there.
Then he sits up and just has the blanket in his lap, and beams at her, sitting there with his chest bare, leaning back on his hands.
"Maybe I just felt like getting comfortable," he says nonchalantly.
Or maybe he was so overcome with fuzzy feelings he immediately wanted to make with the funtimes, and so now he's got his flirt beams primed to full power.
"Or maaaybe, my girlfriend is this amazing girl, and her saying all this nice stuff and loving me and everything makes me wanna get naked with her all the time. Could be that."
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Medbay
||I'm currently contacting one of the Medbay staff to assist you.||
"Wait, you're what?"
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Cassie frowns and folds her arms. Is this MEANT to be embarrassing? She's sure of it.
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And yes, it's probably meant to be embarrassing, to make sure they're serious about going through with it.
"Can't we just talk to the holographic doc--aaaaand too late."
He facepalms.
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"So, you two know that these don't work against diseases, right?" He said with what could only be described as a shit-eating grin.
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She looks at the ceiling for a moment.
"You think that's a concern?"
What a jerk.
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Oh God, not all this again. Crap crap crappity crap. At least it wouldn't be as bad as that clinic in Smallville, though, right?
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"Look, I'm not judging, I just kind of would like to know you both know what you're getting into." He said as he moved to Cassie with the shot.
"We're on a ship full of strangers, and when I see young kids taking the shot, it almost seems like my responsibility to make sure you know what's going on. If you two love eachother, I honestly don't care." His needle broke against Cassie's skin as if it were made of pencil lead.
"That's... new...." He said thoughtfully.
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When he moved towards her, she didn't even consider the whole "powers back" thing, especially when it was under her steam, rather than Ares'. She looked at the broken needle and then looked at Peter.
"You have some sort of super-durable needle that can pierce my skin, don't you?"
Oh, he'd better.
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Pleeease say you've got something.
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"There you go..." Peter can't help but give Cassie a look.
"I was wrong in my health care about you two. Just don't hurt him too badly, please."
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"Hate needles..."
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