Can I borrow one of your leather jackets? Sewing patches while drunk is annoying and I can't be bothered to fly back to earth just to do it there
- @kara-z0r-e1
Oh yeah! Where are you at? I'll be quicker to use the Zeta band.
Also lined or not liked?
The green one...with the red sun...'nd that alien asshole you threw a molotov at. S's a different bar t'ough
Uhhhh, the former
Cool be there in two minutes.
... Think we could get drinks? It's been a long weekend.
Your drinking again? Thought you listened to Clark and his shit on it before ‘r somethin’. If not then yeah! Food here ‘snt half bad
It's the fourth of July weekend.
I've had fireworks shot at me for 2 days now.
I've earned this.
Wtf I never stay for 4th of July I get u were born there but why would you
LexCorp wants me working every holiday so I can't really leave unless something happens.
[ Kon grabbed a jacket for Kara, lined with a sort of fleece material before teleporting]
Okay but likeeee can't? Your fuckin' Superboy. Just...don't? What are they gonna do about it Kryptonite you? You can move and like the sun and shit.
[Kara got up from where she was slumped over and observed the jacket smilling at it]
[ Kon wrapped the jacket around her shoulders before ordering 2 rounds of whatever Kara was already having and whatever their special was. ]
I could leave. It's not that I can't get myself out of this, fuck off and visit earth on occasion. Cadmus and Lex both know that. Tim took out the kill switch, so all they've got left is the threat to make another clone.
Younger. One they can train to listen better than I ever did. Start the whole Project Superboy thing over again from scratch.
[ He ran a hand through his hair, jaw tight ]
I can't be the reason another kid goes through that. I just... can't.
But enough of that! Right now, I want to enjoy being normal.
[She snuggled into the jacket happily leaning back before looking at him in thought at the second to last line. She understood that more than she cared to admit, and being normal with another person anything but normal, even Clark's normal, sounded nice]
Not sure if you could put either of us and the world normal in the same sentance but I get the big idea.
Wanna order some food? Tried everything on this menu so I know what's not nasty as shit
[ Kon watched Kara snuggle into the jacket as he stretched. ]
Eh, we can do normal enough for a few hours.
[ That's all he really wanted. A few hours of not being able to hear and see everything all at once. Honestly, he didn't know Clark was able to act so normal about EVERYTHING all the damn time. ]
Bar food sounds great right now.
[ Kon smiled at Kara, the same way Clark did when he said he wasn't judging but he definitely was just a teeny tiny bit. ]
How long have you been here?
The bar or the planet?
[She laughed looking up at him]
Scratch that it's the same answer for both, twooooo days? Maybe. I dont fuckin' know. Don't tell your...daaad? Brother. Uh. No its dad right. Y'know just don't tell Clark
[She landed on. She knocked down drinks like they were nothing and then planted her face back into the table]
Ya think he's ever wanted to be on a Red Sun planet, y'know, be "normal". I mean i know he's never grown up without them but 's not like anyone around him has 'em
[She rambled looking at the bar]
Oh right. Food. Uhhh what's the mood?
And tell on myself too? Come on, you know me better than that.
[ Kon knocks back his drink the second it arrives then immediately wheezes, coughing hard. ]
Gods, Kara— that's strong.
[ still sputtering a little, wiping his mouth ]
I mean— I didn't exactly grow up without 'em either, and I still wanna be normal sometimes. But I also didn't grow up like Clark did. Pretty sure farm life eased him into it more and the Kents are the Kents. They probably had their own way to help him with all of it.
I'm also pretty sure he doesn't actually like feeling normal. Bad things tend to happen when he's "normal".
[ Kon grin crossing his arms like he was posing. ]
Unlike him, though? I've got a pretty good pain scale.
[ He laughed at himself. ]
Uh... is there anything fried on this menu?
Mmmm- 'ure right.
[She giggled a bit at his reaction to the drink]
I've had like ten!
Oh yeah I forgot. Yeah
....you ever get jealous of him. I mean i don't meaannnn to but cmon! He had it so good you can admit it.
[She egged on a bit trying to sound more playful than bitter or envious]
Yeahhh your right. Made us better he's a wimmmp! Love him 'ough
[She looked over the menu that had drinks spilled on it, tracing it with her fingers]
Dunno how to read the langauge this is in bu' I know that's good. S like sweet potato chips or soemthin. But they like fry it in lavender oil kinda stuff cause that kinda shit don't get back when too hot cau' of the atmosphere 'n crap here. 'S good.
