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[laurelgand-blog]

@brainiacsdaughter

“Hello, lil Alura.” She crouches down.

“Is your dad in, sweetie?”

[brainiacsdaughter-blog]

    “He’s busy, Miss Laurel. You can wait with me though. Until he’s done I mean.”

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She laughs slightly. “Alright, then.”

“What have you been up to?”

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@brainiacsdaughter

“Hello, lil Alura.” She crouches down.

“Is your dad in, sweetie?”

[laurelgand-blog]

“It’s just in a cup. I come in, he’s got them set out for me, I drink it, I go.”

It might not be in a cup if he hadn’t had time to prepare it, though… Frowning, Laurel opened another cupboard and pulled out a… it wasn’t a beaker, but a science-y thing full of a silvery liquid. “This looks right? Maybe?”

Sprock, she wasn’t sure.

[vidxr-blog]

     “I could run a test to try and identify it. I’m not sure if it’ll         be successful, but it’s worth a try. After all, ingesting         strange liquids in a lab is not the wisest course of action,         Miss Gand.”

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Ew. “It’s Andromeda. Or Laurel. Anything but Miss Gand.” For someone insisting they were the same age, that was kinda... no.

“If you would, Vidar, that would be great. ...Thanks.” She offered it to him, relieved. Hopefully this was the thing.

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She couldn’t help a slight chuckle at that, managing a very small smile. “An amazing woman, huh?”

“Rond ‘not a child’ Vidar, are you making a pass at your lab partner’s ex-girlfriend?” The idea was absolutely ridiculous - it figures that Brainiac’s partner would be just as much of a socially inept moron as he was (she casually ignored her own failures in the area) - and she snorted, crouching down to open a cupboard and peer in.

No such luck, gah.

[vidxr-blog]

   “N-Not at all!”

Quickly, he busied himself by opening drawers and looking through them. 

   “Er - What does it look like? Just in case it isn’t labeled.”

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“It’s just in a cup. I come in, he’s got them set out for me, I drink it, I go.”

It might not be in a cup if he hadn’t had time to prepare it, though... Frowning, Laurel opened another cupboard and pulled out a... it wasn’t a beaker, but a science-y thing full of a silvery liquid. “This looks right? Maybe?”

Sprock, she wasn’t sure.

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“…Yeah. That’s me.” She honestly just wanted to say it. Hey, I’m dating your ex-boyfriend. Should I get ready to duck and punch, or are Kryptonians less violent than Daxamites? 

“Nice to meet you too, I guess.” (No, it wasn’t. She kinda just wanted her to go so she could figure what in Valor’s name she was going to do about Brainiac. Even though she already had an inkling.) “Old friends like Brainiac? He’s been… distracted, since you came.”

Eh, wasn’t like she had a relationship with Supergirl to ruin. Might as well fill all the wounds with salt, if there were any.

[becauseitneedstobedone-a]

   “I doubt he wants to see me. The last time we saw each other didn’t, er, go so well.”

What a nice way to say she broke his heart.

   “So where are you from?”

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Wow, she had absolutely no clue, did she? Laurel almost resented her for it.

“Daxam. I’m like you, just not allergic to Kryptonite - lead, instead.” This was much safer talk. Okay.

She still didn’t really want to talk to Supergirl, but this was better.

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“I dumped him. I move on easy.” Blatant lie, but she didn’t want apologies. “He still likes Supergirl, I don’t play second wickkaw to anyone, and thus, done. I’ll find someone else, kid, it’s not a big deal.”

[vidxr-blog]

What was wrong with Dox?

     “Well, he can’t be that smart if he doesn’t see what an amazing woman you are.”

… And that just came out of his mouth. Rond coughed awkwardly.

      “Anyway, I am not a child. I’m most likely around the same age as you.          Being taller than me means nothing.”

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She couldn’t help a slight chuckle at that, managing a very small smile. “An amazing woman, huh?”

“Rond ‘not a child’ Vidar, are you making a pass at your lab partner’s ex-girlfriend?” The idea was absolutely ridiculous - it figures that Brainiac’s partner would be just as much of a socially inept moron as he was (she casually ignored her own failures in the area) - and she snorted, crouching down to open a cupboard and peer in.

No such luck, gah.

[laurelgand-blog]

…Was it just her, or did the awkward just increase?

“Well, Supergirl showed up… and then I. Well. Dumped him.” She opened a drawer for something to do.

[vidxr-blog]

   “Oh.”

Well, sprock.

    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… Uh. Mention it.”

[laurelgand-blog]

“I dumped him. I move on easy.” Blatant lie, but she didn’t want apologies. “He still likes Supergirl, I don’t play second wickkaw to anyone, and thus, done. I’ll find someone else, kid, it’s not a big deal.”

[laurelgand-blog]

@becauseitneedstobedone

Was her life just made up of awkward situations? At least she knew this one’s name, that was something.

“Oh, uh, Supergirl. Hi.” Valor, she was pretty sure that she hadn’t been introduced to her yet, but it wasn’t like she could pretend that she DIDN’T know the hero. Hi, I’m a member of the Legion that joined after you left, and I’m dating your ex-boyfriend! Yeah, no.

“I didn’t realize you were still here.”

[becauseitneedstobedone-a]

   “… You’re Andromeda, correct?”

There hadn’t been much time for introductions earlier, with the mass break out from Takron-Galtos and all. Imra had given her the basics on the current team roster, but there were still a few people she had yet to meet.

    “I decided to stick around for a little while. Catch up with old friends, you know?”

Kara had to admit that is was nice being in the 31st century again. No fake glasses, no fake name. 

No hiding.

      “Anyway, It’s nice to meet you.”

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“...Yeah. That’s me.” She honestly just wanted to say it. Hey, I’m dating your ex-boyfriend. Should I get ready to duck and punch, or are Kryptonians less violent than Daxamites? 

“Nice to meet you too, I guess.” (No, it wasn’t. She kinda just wanted her to go so she could figure what in Valor’s name she was going to do about Brainiac. Even though she already had an inkling.) “Old friends like Brainiac? He’s been... distracted, since you came.”

Eh, wasn’t like she had a relationship with Supergirl to ruin. Might as well fill all the wounds with salt, if there were any.

[laurelgand-blog]

@becauseitneedstobedone

Was her life just made up of awkward situations? At least she knew this one’s name, that was something.

“Oh, uh, Supergirl. Hi.” Valor, she was pretty sure that she hadn’t been introduced to her yet, but it wasn’t like she could pretend that she DIDN’T know the hero. Hi, I’m a member of the Legion that joined after you left, and I’m dating your ex-boyfriend! Yeah, no.

“I didn’t realize you were still here.”

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Awkward, but helpful. Better than she could say for a lot of people, that was for sure.

“…Sure. He usually keeps them out in cups for me, but I think he’s a bit out of sorts.” Supergirl and all. And getting dumped.

Yeah, she didn’t really blame him for forgetting.

[vidxr-blog]

    “He has been acting erratically lately. Has he told you why?”

That was a the kind of thing someone told their girlfriend, right? Rond moved to his co-workers lab space and began opening various cabinets. Hopefully nothing was rigged with security.

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...Was it just her, or did the awkward just increase?

“Well, Supergirl showed up... and then I. Well. Dumped him.” She opened a drawer for something to do.

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“I knew that.” She didn’t, but she wasn’t about to admit it.

“Do you know where he keeps his… thing? The medicine. The lead-proofing stuff.” 

Talking to strangers was awful, Valor. Wonderful reminder of why she didn’t do this. At. All. Please no.

[vidxr-blog]

   “… I don’t. I’m sorry.”

How did Dox always end up with a pretty blonde girlfriend? It was baffling, to say the least.

   “I could help you look, if you want. Just don’t tell him I touched his work.”

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Awkward, but helpful. Better than she could say for a lot of people, that was for sure.

“...Sure. He usually keeps them out in cups for me, but I think he’s a bit out of sorts.” Supergirl and all. And getting dumped.

Yeah, she didn’t really blame him for forgetting.

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@vidxr

“Hey, uh…” Damn, what was his name. She had ran into him who knows how many times, but she couldn’t remember. “…you. Is Brainiac in?”

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    “It’s Vidar. Rond Vidar.”

… So much for being an honorary Legionnaire.

     “I’m the Green Lant - Never mind. Dox isn’t here right now.”

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“I knew that.” She didn’t, but she wasn’t about to admit it.

“Do you know where he keeps his... thing? The medicine. The lead-proofing stuff.” 

Talking to strangers was awful, Valor. Wonderful reminder of why she didn’t do this. At. All. Please no.

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@vidxr

“Hey, uh...” Damn, what was his name. She had ran into him who knows how many times, but she couldn’t remember. “...you. Is Brainiac in?”