trans_9 | Something's not right here [ closed ]

Cassie was kissing her way down Kon's chest when someone –– Diana, according to the voice half a second later –– knocked, and her head shot up like a deer in the headlights.

Oh crap.

Why did this always happen?

She gave Kon a look that was part surprise, part fear, and part get-up-get-dressed-get-gone. After all, last time Diana had caught them together, Kon had gotten the heck out of there before Diana even got close, and for good reason: the first time, when they were just kissing, she had pitched Kon off the roof of the Titans Tower and into the bay.

She didn't want to imagine what would happened if Diana opened the door to find her protégé getting all –– ahem.

"Be quiet, just pretend we're not here," she hissed at Kon.

Edited 2010-01-14 08:59 (UTC)

Oh, this he did not need. There'd been the stupid nightmares lately, and the thing at Luthor's mansion, and getting lectured and blaaaah. Alone time with the girlfriend, that's what he'd wanted. Sexy sexy alone time.

Then...you know, cuddling.

But the only cuddling he was about to get would be maybe be with Death. (And he had a feeling he'd have to be the little spoon).

A pause.

Seriously, she'd tossed him off a building. For just kissing Cassie. As in several miles off a building, and he'd landed in the Bay. He can't even imagine how Diana will react when she finds out he's completely stolen Cassie from the ~~sapphic embrace of Themiscyra~~ uh, the... highly independent, feminist cultural lifestyle she keeps hoping Cassie will participate more in. That had been something of a sticking point before, he remembered, with Wonder Woman wanting Cassie to train on Themiscyra and get schooled in Amazon ideals and blah blah blah, rather than training with the Titans. But while he certainly understands why his girlfriend finds it important (and being able to imagine her wrestling around half-clothed with the All-Girls Themiscyran Seminude Volleyball Team in a Magical Girly Wonderland is not without its merits) he's kinda not keen on some of the more popular beliefs that are part of the Amazon philosophy. ("MEN IS EVIL, RAAARGH.")

Kon moves to sit up, and to his resounding horror, accidentally knocks his hand into the beside table and knocks Cassie's bracers off of it, sending them clattering to the floor.

The curse is quiet, but it's not so quiet that it magically retroactively makes the clattering quiet, too. There's no way that couldn't be heard through the door.

He dives for his pants.

Oh, he is so dead. So very, very dead. Forget the Crisis, forget Superboy-Prime, forget saving the world--today is the day he dies. Goddammit, Kon thought, for a woman so hot, why'd she have to be so terrifying?

Kon hisses in a panicked voice as he hops into his pants.

Edited 2010-01-14 09:28 (UTC)

Diana had calmed down considerably after Crisis (and becoming Diana Prince once again, slowly falling for her coworker), but that didn't mean she didn't have the temper of a wet cat. She was incredibly protective of both Cassie and Donna. After all, protecting them had brought Wonder Woman back into action after her self-imposed exile.

She heard the clatter through the door quite distinctly. Knocking again, she spoke clearly through the door. "Cassie. Are you alright in there?"

"Shut up!" she shoots back at Kon, voice rising a pitch.

She faced the door, and in her most innocent, perkiest voice, called: "J-just a minute! I just got out of the shower!"

Worst lie ever, but hopefully one that would not inspire Diana to just walk in.

Cassie scrambled to find her clothes, kicking one of Kon's shoes under the bed in the process.

It is one thing to think fast and rationally when a five hundred pound griffin is grappling with you to the death and you can't get a good hand on your lasso, and your spear is stuck in the mud four metres to your left.

It is another when you're standing there buck naked, knowing that on the other side of a very thin door is Wonder Woman, and she knows you're there, in your very obviously co-ed room.

Both are deadly situations, both suck to be in, and both spell trouble for the future, but believe it or not, at that very moment, Cassie only WISHED she was wrestling with a griffin.

But it was cool, right? She still had time.

Well... some time.

Kon's voice rises a pitch, too, as he kicks his shirt under the bed too and casts about for anything else of his that's in the room that he has to hide.

He pouts.

Ah frack, the closest isn't big enough. It has some kinda thingy for compressing and folding the clothes and he can't move it out of the way like he thought he could.

This is why Kon ducks into the sonic shower stall instead, and tries to be as quiet as possible.

Edited 2010-01-15 05:38 (UTC)

Was that another voice? Nah, she had to be hearing things, though Diana was close to simply kicking in the door to make sure Cassie was alright. Strange things seemed to happen here. That much was clear here. Everything else was, well, ambiguous.

There was a lot of clatter, and coming out of the shower didn't really make sense for all the noise. Amazons should have more grace. Perhaps being here had worn on her, causing her skills to atrophy a bit. Now there was a reason to train. Amazons should always be on their toes, able to move anywhere, use their environments to their advantage when a situation escalated to a battle.

Diana folded her arms and waited patiently. For now

By then Cassie had a t-shirt and underwear on, and after pulling on a pair of shorts, she went to the door and kept that big smile on it as she opened it.

"Diana!" she said, cheerfully, stopping the door with her foot so it didn't open too far. You could only clean so much in so little time. "Sorry that took so long."

She leaned against the door frame, casually blocking the room with her body.

"What's up?"

A broad smile crossed the Amazon's lips. It had been some time since she'd seen Cassie. Far too long, it seemed. She peered over Cassie's shoulder for a brief moment, observing some of the clutter on the floor.

"We should train today," Diana replied simply.

Cassie resisted the urge to follow Diana's eyes and see exactly what she was looking at, but she hoped it wasn't something incriminating they'd missed. Based on Diana's reaction, probably not.

"Sure. Sounds good! Uh, I'll put on something better for training and meet you?"

Diana paused for a moment. There sure were some strange articles in her room, strange things stuffed under the bed and about the room.

"Are those Conner's things?" Surely she wouldn't let him use her room for a storage unit.

Her smile barely faded but the general sentiment going through her mind was "kill Kon so he has a merciful death this time." It occurred to her that maybe they were exaggerating, but what was being a teenager if you couldn't grossly exaggerate?

She stepped back just a touch, looking over her shoulder at the room. Oops.

"Yeah... we hang out a lot and he leaves his stuff laying around my room all the time. Guys do that. I'll tell him to pick up his stuff next time I see him."

She sighed. "Men." They could be so incredibly messy, leaving their things all about the place. She gave him a little leeway after Crisis, but that didn't give him any reason to be a jerk about it.

"He's not bad," she said, honestly. "Just messy."

Might as well soften her up to Kon now.

"He's really sweet, Diana."

"He does need to know how to clean up after himself," Diana sighed. "In the room and the shower." Was that wiggling in the shower? That had to have been there a long time. Wait, what was that?

Cassie froze, listening for sounds of Kon in the shower.

Oh no.

She thought fast and put that big smile back on.

"On second thought, I don't mind training in these, let's just go. Where are we going? The Sensoriums?"

If she looks closer, she will see feet through the gap between the sonic shower stall and the floor, with toes wiggling nervously.

Because the owner of those feet can be a bit slow sometimes. (He hadn't thought to float, but then he doesn't realize there's a gap where his feet can be seen).

Diana stared. That sure was something wiggling. "Cassie, I think there's someone peeping on you." She approached the shower cautiously, then threw the door open, not expecting who she found inside. "CONNER! Why are you.... Peeping Tom!"

"Aw, nerts."

Seriously, he is so dead. It's not gonna help that he's barefoot and not wearing a shirt and looks all the world like he just tossed some pants on and hid. (Which is what he did).

"I wasn't peeping! You can't peep on someone if you live there t--uuh I mean, um, yeah, totally peeping. My room is across the hall. As in...not here."

--Oh god. Oh God, she's not stupid. He's dead. He's so dead. She is not gonna buy that. Why does he have to blurt when nervous? Curse his blurting nature!

He just covers his face with his hand.

"Would it be easier if I just...go find a building and toss myself off it this time? Save you the effort?"

Edited 2010-01-15 08:48 (UTC)

"Live here?" She didn't need to use her lasso to get the truth, apparently. He ran over his own words enough as it were. It didn't help that he was not only facing an angry Amazon but also that she still had her strength and he did not. Throwing him off a building would only kill him, which was a bad idea. Diana didn't like the idea of killing anyone, even if she was ragingly angry with him. And on top of that, Conner dying would upset Cassie, which would also be bad. There were other ways to deal with miscreants which only lately had she found to be quite effective.

She peered down at him, quite angry. With a firm hand, she pushed him quite strongly against the wall, easily lifting his feet off the ground. "How long has this been going on? Don't lie, or I'll simply have to tie you up to get my answers."

Actually, he does have powers right now, but that's a very recent development. He only just got them back on the mission, after soaking up some sun, and without exposure to sunlight, before long, he'll lose them again. Diana will feel that he's a bit more durable than she last saw him as she slams him into the wall--be he's still not as durable as he usually is, and even if he were, she's still be able to lift him right off his feet like that and manhandle him.

And yet, even amidst the fear of horrible death, the only thing that Kon can think right now, at 'I'll simply have to tie you up to get my answers,' is:

Don't say "Kinky." Don't say "Kinky." Doooon't say "Kinky"...

Wordlessly, he looks to Cassie with an expression that says HALP, rather clearly. If he says the wrong thing, he dies, so he'd prefer to leave most of the talking to her.

Cassie moved forward fast, putting a hand on Diana's shoulder and hoping to high hell she could smooth this over before Kon got hurt. She got downright defensive.

"Diana, stop! We've only lived together since we got rooms, and I was going to talk to you about it."

Diana was a rather understanding person. She was also an embodiment of compassion, which only seemed to help the explanation. She could accept an explanation or at least a decent answer to this question. "Does he treat you respectfully?" She was pretty certain of the answer but she did want to hear it from Cassie.

"Of course!"

"Good," Diana smiled, releasing him not so gently. She had a strange tendency to throw people around, especially Nemesis, who she'd thrown several times when the Amazons had invaded DC deceived by Circe's plans. But that was another story. At least she wasn't throwing Conner off a building.

"I just want you to be happy." She patted Connor on the head then added to him, "If you ever mistreat her, you can be sure I will throw you off a building."

"Believe me, Diana, I know if I mess up that you'll bring the pain," says Kon, still with the 'Please don't kill me' expression on his face. "We're sorry you had to find out, you know, like this----but this is definitely a long-term thing."

He rubs the back of his neck nervously.

"I love her. And--and with the Crisis, she saw me die. I didn't hit that point yet in my time, but I was right there, about to fight Prime, and I found out from Static that further in the future I come back, but--"

He swallows thickly.

"But having to think about stuff like that kinda makes you realize what's important." Chewing on his lip, he goes on, "I know you worry about her and Donna and are really protective and all, but I love her. I have for like half my whole life. I'd never hurt her."

A wince. "Mind control situations aside, I'd never hurt her. But if that turns out to be a thing, I'm getting myself locked up for good."

Her expression softened. "That's what I wanted to hear." Diana was hyper protective of both Cassie and Donna, but she did have to let them live their lives. She didn't want to turn into her mother, forcing a certain ideal upon them and telling them what they could and couldn't have to do to such an extreme. That is what she told her own mother, that she'd become an individual who thought differently.

She breathed an incredibly relieved sigh through her nose, and resisted the urge to give Kon adoring looks while he monologued himself to safety. Okay, maybe she smiled over Diana's shoulder and gave him a look that said he was being incredibly endearing, and yes, Cassie loved it.

Cassie stepped around Diana to grab Kon's hand and stand by him. She gave Diana a smile, even though she felt a touch nervous, still.

"See? So it's all good, right?"

"'All good' in the no maiming way, preferably?"

Cassie's smile was enough to answer many of Diana's questions. "I want you to be happy, Cassie," she replied, "and if this makes you happy, so be it." The answer was pretty straight forward and sincere. As long as Kon remembered to treat her right, then all would be good and he wouldn't find himself hurled from a building.

Cassie nodded.

"Never been happier," she confirmed.

But maybe keeping the room tidier was a good thing to do, regardless of whether Diana was okay with this or not.

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