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@generalofkrypton-blog
For personal reasons, I’m choosing to put this blog and Astra on an indefinite hiatus, essentially archiving her. I have lost muse for her, simply, and I think it’s unfair to keep you guys waiting for replies that aren’t going to happen. It was fun, and remember you can always find me at @eliizadanvers.
@disasterdanvers FROM HERE
It was the first time she was staying over at the performer’s apartment, although she was used to feelings of arousal caused by the other woman the sight still look her breath away with just the look. The strong appeal that had drawn her to Alexa was still there but there was a softer element to her as she looked at her. The exposed collarbone, had been one that was exposed freely as she watched her danced, but in this setting it felt much more sacred to be looking at it now. Moving over to her, Alex leaned into her her finger tracing over the exposed bone before her eyes glanced at the older woman’s.
“You always look good, but I like you with this shirt on.”
She wasn’t attempting anyway, the only thing racing her mind was the reminder to keep her gaits human, pace slowed down without speedily changing. She was thankful for this, the slow routine that allowed her to think about the fact that Alex was in the next room while she redressed. Even her extra clothes carried the stench of the club, the smoke and occasional traces of glitter. Coming back into the living room, she had donned a loose-fitting tee, and caught the way it made Alex’s eyes glide over her form, and subsequently her fingers tracing the same path.
“You do?” A grin filled her expression, “I’d have deemed it nowhere special...”
@disasterdanvers FROM HERE
It was something she had wanted to hear from the performer’s mouth since the night that they had met, but in the back of her mind Alex understood that it could never just be the two of them. A small smile is managed before she heaves a sigh, “I want that, but you also need to be mine in order for that to happen.” That was something Alex would never ask the woman to give up, but she couldn’t think about how far Astra went with the men and women who came into the club every night.
“We don’t have to stop this do we?”
“Yes, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that...” she replied softly, letting her eyes gaze across Alex’s body, her hand already on the other’s hip as she lied behind her on the couch, tracing circles. The condition was a fair one, but now where the confession was on her lips, she couldn’t help but be fraught with nervousness and hesitated.
“I quit the club. Two weeks ago. And God, I hope not.”
disasterdanvers:
So many times in her mind, she questioned why she was doing this with Astra but with the response the woman gave her, she understood exactly why. The truth was no one had ever worried about something so small in her life, she was always the one to make sure Kara was eating and sleeping their mother was too busy making sure they were supported financially. “Everything about this is better.” It wasn’t that Alex didn’t like the club, but this was a level of intimacy she enjoyed with the other woman. The length of time the performer stated wasn’t the longest that they would be together, but it would be enough for Alex. “Chopsticks.” Subconsciously, she licks her lips as her eyes meet the older woman’s.
Astra can name at least three ways in which her girlfriend isn’t being fair, but she doubts an accusation thereof will help her case and not make it even worse. She drinks in the sight of Alex; not the youth who’s donned a clubbier shirt and gone to a bar, but the subtler, realer Alexandra, who procrastinates, whose pens dapple ink all over Astra’s sheets (not that she really minds), who pulls her hair up into a quick ponytail that really doesn’t do the mane justice; and who lies so casually on her bed without any intentions of arousing Astra and doing it anyway. Leaving for the kitchen, it actually feels several degrees cooler than the bedroom, and she returns playing with the chopsticks, letting it travel skillfully between fingers like a coin trick, as her eyes fall upon Alex with another hunger. Eventually, however, her metabolism causes her stomach to remind them, quite loudly, of the dinner. “Well then, we should eat,” she chuckles. “The food, I mean.”
inze:
The pain on her twin’s features had been unmistakable since Astra had returned and Alura, though she hated the revelations it brought, was glad to have been told about it. It would have been on her mind the whole time otherwise. She listened to the story, face falling slightly. It didn’t make sense to her at all that they would split up for fun. It only stood to make things more dangerous. But that might have been one of the many reasons why Astra was in the military guild and Alura was not. Anything that put herself at risk didn’t really come easily to her.
She winced at the thought of the talons and then surged forward to pull Astra into a hug. While Alura did remember not to touch the injured area, she couldn’t stop herself from squeezing a little more tightly than she usually did. It reminded her that Astra was still here and still safe. “Well next time don’t split up,” she said gruffly as she pulled away finally. “If you get seriously hurt, I’ll have to punish whoever did that to you and then kick your ass.” Her words were bold for someone who didn’t really know how to fight besides the few pointers that Astra had given her ages ago, but Alura was starting to learn to weld the power that came with her words now and that made her much more confident in her ability to in some way keep her sister safe.
In her sister’s expression, Astra saw how she had always been told that she made a remarkable liar; in the face of Alura’s expression, the repression contused itself, till the truth threatened to burst forth. Astra could hold a lie far better, had learned how to slip half-truths that no one bothered to correspond with the truth till it was too late. She saw with immediacy Alura’s reaction to the mission, knew the unspoken disapproval before she had even stopped her report.
She chuckled into the hug, careful not to get Alura’s hair into her mouth. “But nothing exciting ever happens if you stay in the same group. And the search time is dreadful, Alura,” she said in jest, pulling her collar back on, trying to nonchalantly pass the bandages off as uneven seams and inattentive dressing. She did not need their mother’s chidings. “Right now, I happen to hold the record among the cadets, so as for kicking ass, I know quite a few ways.” She wasn’t going to say, however, that she’d snuck into the tournaments for older ranked members, claiming to be a first lieutenant.
lenx-luthor:
“Well… Since we were talking about them I thought you were referring to aliens, not the photonics department. No offense, Astra.”
“None taken. Besides, they barely qualify for human, with their weird sleeping patterns and do they even eat food?”
lenx-luthor:
“Please get dressed. Seeing you in your underwear makes me… yeah. Both of us should get dressed,” Lena got out of bed with the blanket around her bare form and looked around the messy room to find her clothes and finally put something on as they talk. “Um, no need to say this can’t happen again?”
“None whatsoever,” Astra stressed, having averted her eyes to the floor. The fact that she wasn’t currently burning a hole through it spoke ore to restraint than anything else. Had it been any under circumstances, she would have asked her boss to clarify, but she let the topic of what her current state of undress made Lena as she scrambled for her pants. She was wearing a bra and slacks by the time she dialed Johnson and in short, clipped sentences ordered her to get here. “Do you...” she finally looked at Lena, “feel weird?” A headache, like her senses had been slowed down. If she didn’t know better, she’d almost say she felt drunk.
lenx-luthor:
Lena jumped when she saw the cracks began to stpread on the floor. The entire place was about to collapse and they were still inside. In times like this she was glad her bodyguard was a kryptonian and had her ways to save everyone in L Corp. “If we get out of this,” Lena went straight to Astra’s arms to find some sort of protection, knowing nothing could harm her as long as she was in her arms. “Alien biotechnology? But how is it possible? We’re not using any of your… stuff to make our devices. And non taken.”
“Perhaps we should get away before we begin to question the how,” Astra pointed out, suggesting before taking off and flying towards the nearest stable-looking exit. Underneath her, she traced the cracks of the floor. Vibrations under the floor seemed to make it exponentially worse. She chuckled at the musings of her boss, when really she shouldn’t have, but her focus was on the evacuation. “’Stuff’?” she repeated humorously, raising an eyebrow at Lena as she spotted a fire exit. “Here I thought you were a scientist, Luthor.”
inze:
The reaction was exactly what Alura had hoped for and she laughed along at her twin. While it was usually hard to get under Astra’s skin, there still were a few things that always worked. She took the pillow, wrapping her arms around it instead of Astra. “He might be a nerd, but I think you’d like him, Astra. If you just spoke to him.” Alura squeezing the pillow to his chest and sighed. “I want you two to get along. If things work out, you’ll both be the most important people in my life.” There was still some small fear in her mind that Zor-El and her wouldn’t work out, that their marriage would be in name only. Which was why she wanted Astra to get to know him as well. That would make or break her future, in her mind.
“Why should I,” Astra justified, recovering to tease her sister, “when he only has his eyes for you whenever you are around. I am simply your sister, he shouldn’t find me interesting. Besides, why get alone when I’ll be away soon anyway?” she said, the logic obvious to her even if she suspected that there was quite another reason to Alura’s persistence. Zor-El shouldn’t interest her, and he didn’t, and it wasn’t just because he was engaged to her sister. “He’ll be sweet on you while I’ll be fighting Daxamites alongside Keora, the only thing we might possibly talk about could be politics, and you know how I get about those.”
inze:
She returned the hug, arms wrapping around Astra tightly. Alura didn’t ever really want to let go. As they always had been, Astra’s arms were strong and safe in a way that no one else’s were. It made things almost feel normal, like her whole world wasn’t turning upside down. So when Astra pulled away, Alura’s hands scrambled slightly to hold onto Astra in someway. “I know, which is why you had to be the first to know. I still don’t really know what to do myself.” She gave a shaky breath. “You’ll help me right? Raise them? I know Zor-El is going to be a great father, but I’m terrified that I’m going to do something wrong.”
“Of course,” Astra assured her without missing a beat. Mind protested, as she was going to be deployed soon, but she would always be there for Alura, even among the stars. She would make sure of it. “You still have time to adjust to the thought of it all. And Alura, with all the times you’ve watched over me, motherhood won’t be much different. Maybe a bit more well-behaved.” Smiling, she gave Alura’s hands a squeeze. Then, remembering, she slipped her hand from Alura’s, into her pocket and pulled out the joined pieces, now lightless. “Spy beacons. Discontinued once holograms took over. They’re two halves of their joined whole. You’ll always reach me. And I’ll always be able to reach you. And the child,” she added softly.
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There was a sigh as Alura pulled her hand away from the injury. “I won’t tell, but it still hurts to see.” She’d been able to tell something was wrong the second that Astra had returned home. Even with their time apart, she still knew how Astra held herself when she was hiding something, when she hurt. It would always be a priority of Alura’s to try and instantly right whatever wrong had struck her sister. Though, she’d always done it a little bit more subtly than her twin had. Violence hadn’t ever been something that Alura had been drawn to, but she knew how to influence others. People had always liked her for whatever reason, so Alura had always tried to use that to make sure that they were at least being polite to Astra. But this just brought home the fact that there were so many things out in the world that could take Astra away from her, things that Alura couldn’t prevent from happening, things that Astra was willing to subject herself to. That hurt, even though it was for the best of everyone to have brave souls like this that could take the pain for the rest.
She sighed and thought for a moment. “You can’t be reckless, Astra. I still need you.” Alura didn’t speak about her fears and desire to keep Astra safe. She knew that they would only be brushed aside. For the first time in her life, the protective streak that Astra had for her was something that Alura wished wasn’t as strong. It wasn’t worth Astra getting hurt, she wasn’t worth Astra potentially sacrificing herself. “But… will you tell me the full story of what happened?” she asked. Even as sicked as she was by her realizations, Alura needed to know the truth. Maybe that would reassure her of the necessity of Astra’s pain.
Alura’s words only made her regret having said anything. She should have brushed it off, blamed it on the soreness that stemmed from the regime of military exercises they put all the cadets through. Maybe Alura would even have believed her, if she had been persistent enough; it wasn’t that she didn’t believe that her twin would keep quiet they had had so many unspoken secrets through the years, it was a wonder that their mother had claimed to know them well. Yet part of her, deep down, also knew it would have been foolish. Even across their respective semesters, no one knew her like Alura did.
“Well, it may hurt to look at, but it did not hurt as badly as it looks,” Astra lied, for her sister’s sake, a casual expression. She did not tell her sister what her supervising officer had said when she’d slipped off the medical cot at the infirmary, that she could expect more. That she would get more. “I won’t, I promise.” There was a difference between bravery, recklessness, and selfishness. Astra wasn’t sure Alura would understand the application thereof. She hesitated at what Alura asked. “... it was an exploratory mission. An abandoned moon base, former stronghold. Educational purposes, to test the new shipment of artillery. We thought we were alone, so we split. For fun, you know? Four cadets and a first lieutenant. Comms went down and we assumed it was because of radiation, they never give us the newer tech for those kinds of things,” Astra said sheepishly. “Turns out, it had become the nesting site of a Bha’graan pair. They’ve got these talons, like a nightmare....”
@generalofkrypton
Head down, she reminded herself as she walked through the hallway. If they look at you, don’t make eye contact and if you are stopped, smile. The guards don’t beat you if you smile. At least that’s what Raa-Un had found for now. The only thing that mattered was keeping herself from breaking anything. Her bones could barely handle the strain from her rapidly growing body. The pain of them stretching kept her awake at night and during the day she had to ignore the shooting pain that shot up through them. Her limbs were already so uncoordinated that it was hard to move without keeling over sometimes. That had gotten her in trouble enough times already. A loud, harsh, clang rang through the air and Raa-Un jumped at the noise. Loud noises always meant something bad was coming. But her startled response made her loose balance and she stumbled, smacking into someone else who was walking down the hall. As the woman turned, Raa-Un put her arms up, trying to defend her face as she waited for retaliation. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
Astra had been leading the escapees to the center of the Fort through a series of coordinated strikes against the guards. The attacks had been wearing down the last of the guards, to the point where a good sixty per cent of the prison population. With Non leading the forces on the other side of Rozz, she had been about to report when she had rounded a corner and found herself vertical against a smaller escapee.
“Watch where you are g ” she snapped, halting harsh words at the display of submission. There would be no need to instill fear, it already came off the other in waves. Frowning, she couldn’t remember having seen the other before; but then again, the Fort housed hundreds of criminals, from over three dozens of species. “Get up, the floor’s no place,” she said stiffly, uncomfortable with the young on the other’s features. She could, of course, have lived for centuries species existed that hardly aged but the fear seemed genuine, frightful. Like a child. Like Kara’s. “Which sector are you from?” she demanded, then softer, “you shouldn’t be walking about right now.”
inze:
She dropped her hand and then shook her head. “I don’t know. I haven’t told anyone else or seen a doctor.” Alura was trying to stay steady and calm with this information. Even though she was protective of her child, she was still terrified about what it might mean. Whether she would be able to raise them correctly or make them feel safe were still things that had to be seen. Alura swallowed and then shrugged. “I didn’t want anyone else to know before you did.” There was another pause and Alura looked down at her hands for a moment. Part of her wanted to apologize, but Alura didn’t feel like she’d done anything wrong.
“I apologize, ‘lura.” The words fell from her lips with a degree of shame. Slowly, she rose and pulled her sister into a hug, startled at how naturally Alura fitted against her. She swallowed the panic in her throat and congratulated her sister, seeing and realizing Alura’s own reaction. “I should be happy. I am happy. It’s just... overwhelming. You know how I am with change,” she added, a croak to her voice, breaking free to look at her twin sister. Twin. Never older sister, even if technicalities worked against her. In her mind, Alura had always been someone she should watch over, someone she should protect. Even from her own anxieties, and certainly Alura’s. She leaned in to put a strand of her behind Alura’s ear.
inze:
The look made Alura pout. “Isn’t it romantic to have someone willing to throw the rules away for you? And I know I’m going to be a judge. I’d tell you what his punishment would be, but I don’t want to make you blush.” It was a quick and easy way to get Astra to stop judging her for what had made her fall for Zor-El. The desire to go against the expectations had shown Alura that he cared about her. She would have never agreed, but the gesture had been enough. Her sister’s faith in her made Alura smile and she just let things fall where they were. In her eyes, Astra was the one of the two of them that was going to do great things. “He’s in the science guild, but you know that,” she stated. “It suits him very well. Sometimes he’ll just get so lost in the ideas in his mind. It’s beautiful to see.”
“Alura!” she cried, mimicking sickness as she flung the pillow at her twin in partial mortification. If their mother had heard.... The suggestion was enough of one to rival Keora’s claims, and the fluster that colored Astra’s face was a true nuisance. “Here’s to hoping the academy allows early admissions,” she jested sarcastically, wheezing, glaring for a second at her sister before recovering. “I’ll need many glasses of aldebaran rum to forget this one, I assure you.” Not that she ever had, the drinking age not one the twins had reached, but the rumors of the barracks were enough to suggest that water wasn’t all that was offered at dosage at the academy. If Ke was to be trusted. “Nerds, the bunch of them. And a nerdy idealist at that,” Astra snorted, although she could respect idealistic views.
karaddanvxrs:
Kara’s brow furrowed as she purposefully stared down at the food on her plate. Looking up at Astra now would bring about emotions she didn’t feel like experiencing. Anger, resentment, loss. They would taste bitter on her tongue. “No, I love your cooking.” And she did. It reminded her of Krypton. Sure, her cooking was nothing like the chefs she had at home, but Astra tried her best. She was a military woman; eating was a necessity, not something to take their time with and enjoy. But her meals were reminiscent of the dishes popular among their people, and she knew Astra tried to replicate the intricate spices native to Krypton.
She let out a heavy sigh and set down her fork. “It’s school. There are so many kids at this one, and nobody’s talked to me yet. I feel like a complete outsider.” Still refusing to look up, Kara reached out for her water and took a few quick sips before setting the glass back down.
Astra was not entirely sure if she ought to call Kara out on the questionable quality of her food. The spices on this planet were so different from those of Krypton, and whenever she came close, it brought about unwanted feelings of powerful nostalgia that made her hands tremble. Suffice to say, she had not spoken to Kara of those moments, knowing it would only further burden the girl’s shoulders.
School. Oh how bittersweet Astra’s relief was. The role of outcast and its loneliness was one that Astra knew well, but at least she had had Alura. At least she hadn’t been alien. At least she hadn’t lost a planet. Kara had no one, and for all her new powers, Astra could not go where Kara went during the day. Not that Astra fitted in better at the odd jobs she had taken. Perhaps humans had more affinity for distinguishing between that which was normal and that which was foreign. “In due time, Kara. You are new to them, a stranger. I wish this was a thing I could do about it, but telepathy is not within my reach. They will see you for what you are, Kara. A heart of gold, and kindness. Boundless kindness.”
inze:
Normally Alura hated waiting, but the distance from Astra gave her a chance to properly think. In fact, once Astra had gotten far enough away, Alura had lowered herself back to the ground and spread her limbs out, letting herself take comfort in the space. She could feel the ground against her so clearly and it helped to steady her as the feelings of guilt, sorrow, fear, and anger. It was true that she had tried to fight for their home after sending Astra away, but Alura had failed. Their world had crumbled. Her friends and husband had died along with it. While Alura knew that it would take a long time before she could discuss it with anyone else, for now she could accept it. It was a burden, but not one that she had to carry alone. It seemed that there were others who shared their fate. After all, Alura hadn’t been the only one to sentence people to Fort Rozz and surely there were some like Astra there as well. Some of the harder criminals might even take this as a new chance to be better. That thought gave her enough hope to push herself up.
After her revelations, Alura had decided to spend the rest of the time testing her new powers. She was able to run so fast and Alura even tried hovering slightly. It was so freeing. Part of her wondered how it would feel to test her strength, but Alura had never been violent or a fighter. She’d probably hurt something if she tried punching a tree. So mostly Alura just let herself speed around. With her now so much improved hearing, she heard Astra call her name and Alura sped back to her pod. But when she tried to stop, she misjudged and ended up crashing into Astra quite heavily.
The weight against her sent her senses into overdrive and before her back could hit the ground, Astra had reacted. There was not much thinking about it, merely muscle memory, and as something crashed against her, she reacted quickly and grabbed the silhouette, swiveling in the air so that when they landed, crashing against the under-forest, limbs digging into the dirt in ways that caused clouds of particles to speckle both, her arms were raised in defense, pressing the other down. It took her three seconds to realize that whatever had approached her, was Alura, and so the darkness in her eyes faded, muscles slowly releasing from their tension as she crawled off her twin, refusing the settling comparison of an ill-behaving child. Even though she felt little shame, she hadn’t wanted to see her sister like that; but the years of the Fort had changed her, edged her in places that had only dulled diplomacies and the etiquettes of Krypton, to make room for its criminal underbelly.
She brushed the dirt off her pants, not looking at Alura. With the adrenaline coursing through her veins, she did not trust herself to help her. “Ind Brainiac,” Astra corrected herself, “complied. There was a second pod, one that landed approximately the same time as we did. The Fort.” The we that wasn’t her and Alura, the we that Astra had found and been forced to adopt, the painful plural of a tragic story. “Your pod crashed about eight zetyaro later,” she said, reverting to focus about the strategy, to thinking like the military leader. “She might be alive, Alura.”
inze:
“No, it’s a different side,” Alura objected. But she quieted when she realized that her sister had more to say. The jab at the House of El made Alura laugh, but then her mirth turned to seriousness. It wasn’t only Astra who took things seriously. “Why?” she repeated, thinking as she did. “Well… at first, when we first met, he looked so nervous, just as nervous as I felt. Our parents left the room to discuss the arrangement, you know like how long we’d wait and everything. The second that happened, he looked at me, reached across the table, and said that if I wanted to run that he wouldn’t blame me. It was just so genuine and caring that right then, I knew that I wouldn’t want to run from him.” She smiled at the memory and tightened her grip on Astra slightly. “And as we’ve gotten to know each other, well, he is just so smart, Astra. He is so smart. I don’t understand half of what he is learning about, but it’s so clear that he is driven and passionate about it and I know that it’s going to benefit other people. He cares so much about other people, it’s so wonderful to see. I just can’t not like him.”
“You like him because he’d be willing to break the laws.....” Astra repeated slowly, word laced with skepticism, “....and you’re going to be a judge.” She sent her sister a look that made it clearly so, but did not pull away from the affectionate gesture. She wasn’t going to run away from Alura simply because of the engagement; (only as far as the academy would let her). Her reservations thawed some as she heard the clear awe in her twin’s voice, the kind that people usually reserved for Alura in Astra’s presence. “You are just as bright, just in different ways,” she said, because it had always fallen to Astra to see the kind of ambitious light that Alura held. She had not had a chance to talk much to Zor-El, excusing herself whenever possible after an embarrassing case of mistaken identity, but to hear that he was a good man eased some of the pain. “What is his guild again?” she teased, like she didn’t know.
