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[Independent RP blog for an AU Animated Brainiac 5. Previously robotq12.] [Independent RP blog for a Post-Crisis Brainiac 5. Previously dorkybrainy.] [They probably won't interact with each other unless we want the universe to implode. Read my pages, please.]

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Tired. 😪😪

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On an intellectual level as a speedster could I compete with you? (The weirdo just needs to hear it from the source)

“No.”

[otpwhoswho]

Who lays awake at 4 am, silently worrying about their existence and how irrelevant they are. Who realises and rolls over, pecking them gently on the forehead and mumbling a tired “have this crisis in the morning. Snuggle now.”

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“…Well, I suppose. I have a girlfriend. Andromeda.”

That was acceptable to state, right? It hurt him to say, though - to tell Ka- Supergirl that someone was in her previous place.

[becauseitneedstobedone-a]

  “Oh! I met her earlier.”

   “That’s really great, Querl. I’m glad you’re happy.”

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He flinched, just a little, turning a bit away from her. To have her use his name when she had already figuratively stomped on his heart... Well, that only made it ache worse, as psychological as the pain was.

“You’re... glad?” He didn’t think he could be glad for her, if she found someone else. Querl would try not to be resentful, but he highly doubted he could manage in that.

He could even say her name. How could he handle her with someone else? It was her right, it was so definitely her right, but he...

It hurt too much to even think about.

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“…Hi.” He couldn’t quite look at her.

He knew she had been avoiding him - but he had wanted to see her. “How have you been?”

Social niceties? Ugh.

[becauseitneedstobedone-a]

   “I’ve been great.”

It wasn’t a lie. Life had been less hectic since leaving the Legion.

   “What about you?”

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“...Well, I suppose. I have a girlfriend. Andromeda.”

That was acceptable to state, right? It hurt him to say, though - to tell Ka- Supergirl that someone was in her previous place.

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“…Supergirl.” Not Kara. He couldn’t call her that anymore.

“You are… still here.”

[becauseitneedstobedone-a]

Rao. She had done her best to avoid him, but it seemed her best wasn’t good enough. How long had it been?

Six months? 

Maybe longer.

It definitely felt like longer.

    “Hi, Brainy.”

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“...Hi.” He couldn’t quite look at her.

He knew she had been avoiding him - but he had wanted to see her. “How have you been?”

Social niceties? Ugh.

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“...Supergirl.” Not Kara. He couldn’t call her that anymore.

“You are... still here.”

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He pulls back just slightly to look at her, and reaches up to gently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Was she not?” It’s hard to imagine.

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     “She wasn’t… Good with emotion. When my father died,         she didn’t take it well. She got cruel. And I -”

Kara paused and looked down.

     “I actually wished that she would have died instead of him. … And then she did.”

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Querl knew many would reassure her with meaningless platitudes. That ‘I’m sure she was proud of you’, and the like.

He does not.

“Her death does not change the fact that she was cruel. Your wish did not impact her death. I often wished my father had died as well.” And then he did, and Querl felt no remorse. It was... good, in a way.

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It doesn’t matter if he is, he wants to say. Every Brainiac has gotten better than the one before, and so have I. It is my destiny, insofar that such a thing actually exists. He knew I would be better. I knew I would be better. The pride of a dead man means absolutely nothing to me. It affects me little. Who cares about his pride or lack of it?

Instead, he wraps his arms around her, lips quirking up into a tired smile.

“…Thank you, Kara.”

[becauseitneedstobedone-a]

   “I know that… Dealing with your parents can be hard.”

   “For a long time, all I wanted was for my mother to be proud of me,” she admits.

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He pulls back just slightly to look at her, and reaches up to gently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Was she not?” It’s hard to imagine.

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He had not expected the tears, but - perhaps he should have. “Sally, please don’t cry,” Querl pleaded, unable to help himself. He could hear every, well, blubber through the phone and it was nigh-painful.

“I’m here, in the past - and I’m… I’m alive.” He couldn’t say he was ‘okay’. Not really. That couldn’t be any further from the truth.

“I didn’t mean to make you worry. It’s why I left a note.” And the present, so that she would know he was still around and that he was still thinking of her. No, he hadn’t expected the tears.

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         “You’re HERE?” she squeaked, not bothering to keep her voice down. “What do you mean you’re here? Why? No, nevermind that! Where are you! I’ll come see you! ”

GOD, why did her friends always make her worry like this?  Of COURSE she was ecstatic that Querl was back in this day and age, BEYOND ecstatic, but why had he spoken about it like he was? Why was he being so cryptic and - WORRYING? Sally gripped the phone so tightly it could have broken, even with her weak strength. She sighed several times, rubbing her head, trying to catch her breath and really take in what he was telling her. 

          “What do you mean ‘you’re alive’? Why wouldn’t you be alive? What’s happened? Are, are you in trouble? ”

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He inhaled shakily. It was best to attempt to detach himself from the conversation, if he wanted to live through it. “It is not that... I am. In trouble. You merely asked if I was okay, and I replied. I am alive.” Was he ‘okay’? No, he was not, which he did not wish to plainly say. Hopefully she would not pick up on that - his 21st century friend could be surprisingly observant at times, though.

Querl leaned against the wall of the box he was in, trying not to let the fact that he was exhausted, he was tired, he was hungry escape into his voice. Formerly, that would not have been a problem.

“I am not currently in trouble, and I am alive.” It was the only thing he could truly reassure her of. “I... I do not wish for you to see me, though. Physically. It is why I called you.”

[kinglythranduil]

have you ever shipped a ship so hard you forgot it wasn’t canon

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↯ wink wink

hell yeah

[askboxmemes]

Send me a ↯ if your muse could be in a serious romantic relationship with mine.

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@dementedspeedster

“Out of curiosity, is there any reason why you stay in the past instead of returning to the present?”

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((insult meme)) SCIENCE AIN'T SHIT SON ((ohmanthishurts))

“Creative, creative.”

“Did Lightning Lad send you?”

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Insult someone my muse cares about

Nothing is out of bounds, make them angry

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