@outlawedxrcher
It was so much colder now than when she had left on her hunt for Darkseid three and some months ago - time had passed quickly, so quickly, and yet so little had changed. Darkseid was still nowhere to be found with Kori returning to Earth empty-handed and frustrated with having no more answers than she’d left with. She would never be so self-absorbed to think that she would be the savior for humanity, that she would come back with the key to saving the planet from the looming Anti-Life Equation, but it would’ve been nice to have some clues. Breadcrumbs, even. Anything. But she returned with nothing, feeling more hopeless than she had before it left. Three months in space and nothing had changed - absolutely nothing, except for the Magistrate’s evil dictatorship continuing to spread like fog. And it was cold now. She’d never liked the cold, not really. It settled down into her bones in a way that was so hard to shake. Even harder when she was alone, which. Was something else that hadn’t really changed. Keeping a low profile was necessary in a way it had never been before, and that was made more complicated with a spaceship entering the atmosphere and…well, being a very public, forward-facing alien member of the Titans. Being undercover was never something that Kori had excelled at considering human customs, nuances and niceties were still confusing all these years later, so going into hiding was going to be her best bet. Complicated, considering she’d been gone for three months and she wasn’t exactly sure where it would be best to lie low until her ship’s re-entry into Earth blew over with whoever was inevitably watching the satellites.
Baby steps. She’d take baby steps. One thing at a time. And first thing’s first, she had someone to check in with. She could still feel the break as though it was an actual crack within herself, but she understood why the distance was necessary. Painful, so painful when she hated to be alone, but the safety of those she loved would always take precedent. But three months away in space deserved a check in, even if it was quick and brief and informal. Best to let him know she was still alive, after all.
Did he still even work here? An excellent question, one she probably should have addressed before knocking on the office door. He’d been working as a counselor, when she left - was that still the case? Oh, she may have already gone and bungled this up. No turning back now, not when she heard rustling inside.
She could hope that if it wasn’t Roy, at least it would be someone friendly. Someone friendly that didn’t recognize her. Both would be good things. And well, she could use a friendly face.