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Rollerskating wasn't really one of those things that Kara Zor-El did. When you could fly, there really wasn't a lot of that type of thing that you did. Still, somehow, today, Kara was in roller skates, the Sensoriums projecting a pair of bright red hot pants and a light blue v-neck blouse onto her. A little S-shield was off to the right of the blouse. There was an oldie playing in the background, though it sounded like the words may have been translated to Kryptonese.

What the hell had she been thinking, earlier? That thing with Sofia? The way that Kara had ganged up on her? What the hell had that been, exactly? Kara didn't know, but suffice to say, she wasn't exactly proud of that. She remembered earlier, when someone had told her that she was self-centered, and always made everything about her.

She didn't, did she?

And, Rao, that look that Julian had given her after walking in on the aftermath...

Kara sighed.

What the hell was going on with her?

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Julian didn't know what to think, or how to approach this. For once, he was actually at a loss on how to handle a situation with a girl. But he knew he had to handle it soon, so he managed to track Kara down, and found her in one of the sensoriums.

He raised an eyebrow at the interior, though the background seemed to lose all of its importance when he saw Kara skate by in hotpants. And he... he really needed to stop focusing on those hotpants. This was serious.

He cleared his throat loudly, trying to get her attention.

She'd been whirling around in place when she heard the throat being cleared. She'd heard Julian approach already, of course. Even smelled him coming close.

She'd kinda hoped it wasn't to see her.

She turned slowly and skated up to him.

"Hi. I...didn't expect to...wanna skate?"

They should probably talk, but hell only knew how he could even start that conversation. 'So you beat up my ex' was probably not the best way to approach it, so he kind of rolled with things, for the moment.

In this case, he was literally rolling with it.

"Um... sure?"

The sensorium was kind enough to supply the sakes for him, and he was ready for a leisurely lap or two around the rink. It would be like going for a walk, just with added momentum.

"So..." Yeah, smooth.

The music changed to something that Julian would likely be more familiar with.

It was an old Dazzler song.

Still in Kryptonese though.

"So you're here to break up with me," Kara said, trying to be nonchalant. She was looking at him. "I get it."

"I, uh..." Well, was he here for that?

Part of him didn't want to. Part of him knew he had to. ~~And part of him was stealing glances at her in those hotpants, but he was ignoring that part for the moment.~~

"What happened?" His tone wasn't accusatory, just... lost.

Kara skated over to the half-wall and held on to the rail there. "I wish I knew," she replied softly. She was turned away from him now, but there was this embarrassed blush creeping across her face. "I really...I don't know. As bad of an answer as that is...I don't know."

He ended up next to her, and leaned on the rail a bit.

"Well, that makes two of us." At least she didn't seem to be mad at him too. That was an unexpected bonus.

"She'll be fine, by the way." Not that knowing would make her feel better, but his brain told him to put that out there, for some reason.

"Physically, at least," Kara said softly. "She kept her eyes on the light strobing in a corner. "So. What did she tell you?"

"That I could go to hell."

"Ouch," Kara grimaced. "That's not...what I expected...her to say. Not to you, at least." She paused. "I take that back. I mean. Our fight was about you, after all."

"Yeah..." He rubbed the back of his neck, "I kind of gathered that much."

Though he didn't say it out loud, it was rather flattering to have to chicks fight over him.

"Are you mad at me too?"

"I'm too embarrassed with myself to be mad at anyone right now," Kara said. "I mean, the way I acted with her, and the things I said..." She frowned. "At the same time, I honestly believed a lot of it to. I still do, some of it. I don't know."

There was one small blessing. Though it's not like he could blame her if she had been mad at him.

"What exactly happened?"

"Oh, you know. I went to prove myself as the Alpha Bitch. It all went down hill from there." She turned to look at him. "How about you, Julian? Are you mad at me?"

"I should be," he admitted.

"Sofia is... I care a lot about her. And you hurt her. I should be pissed.

"...but I'm not." He didn't even want to be mad at her.

He shook his head.

"I don't know why. Maybe its because you've been busy kicking yourself over this. Maybe its because I am the guy she says I am, and I don't deserve either one of you.

"...or maybe its those hotpants." They were very distracting.

Kara looks down at her legs for a minute. They were great legs, and the hot pants only accentuated that. She smirked. "Well, think with the head that you use for telekinesis, and not the other one, handsome." The smirk faded then. "I don't know if you deserve me or if I deserve you. But I like you. A lot. And...I did something stupid because of my liking you, and yeah, I'm really regretting it, but at the same time..." Kara shrugged. "I don't want you to hate me, Julian, and I don't want you to break up with me. But if you need to do...whatever it is you need to do. Then do it."

He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face. He let his hand linger there for a moment.

"I don't hate you. I don't think I ever could," he stated with a small, but genuine smile. It faded soon though, and he withdrew his hand.

"But maybe we should take some time to cool off?" He almost winced as he said the words aloud, but he knew it had to be done. What happened between Kara and Sofia didn't need to be repeated. Unless there were bikini's and pool full of pudding involved.

Kara let out a small bark of laughter at that. It sounded bitter and sad. "Take some time to cool off," she repeated. "You know, one of the first things I did when I came to Earth was watching a lot of television. I figured, it would help me learn the language, the colloquialisms, and see what kind of life people led here - or at least a simulacrum of that. I mean, okay, I really didn't understand why people would sit down in front of a flat screen made out of plasma or whatever and watch images that didn't really relate to their lives, but I figured it was something like what the theatre meant to my mother back on Krypton." She folded her arms over her chest, almost as though she was trying to protect herself. "If I learned one thing, it's that when people take time to 'cool off', they don't ever let things 'heat up' again."

"Well, I figured 'cool off' sounded less patronizing than 'It's not you, it's me, but I know that we can be friends...'"

He wanted to hug her, and without really thinking about it, he gave into that impulse. He slid his arms around her waist and rested his head against hers, though kept his arms loose enough that she could pull away with ease if she wanted to.

"I'd be lying if I said that this is how I wanted it to be. You're this amazing girl, you know? And you get me in ways that few other people possibly can, not even Sofia gets me the way you do." So why was he breaking up with her, again?

"But this thing that you did... that was the first time I looked at you and saw something I didn't like. You lied to me and you hurt someone I cared about. I don't hate you," he wouldn't be hugging her if he did, "I never could... but as much as I lo like you, I can't just gloss over it, or act like nothing happened."

She wasn't pulling away. She didn't want to pull away. But she didn't have a choice here. This was the natural progression of things. This was going to happen. It had to. Kara had realized that the moment that things had turned violent.

She hesitated, and then kissed him, gently and briefly. "I wish things could have worked out," she said. Kara stayed in his arms for a moment longer before slipping out of his grasp and whirled around so he couldn't see the fact that she was crying.

"I guess I'll see you around."

And then she flew out of there, the illusion that the Sensorium had created slipping away from her. She stopped at the entrance to the Sensoriums and hesitated before exiting.

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