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[stcrshnes]

@concertedlysuper sent: 

"So, you're kind of my sister? I've never had a sister." Of course he hadn't. He'd never had a family, being made in a lab and all, but if it was something he dreamed of, it was to have one. To be loved, to have a place where you belonged. "You- you don't need to think that way, but I'd love to have you as my sister," he added, giving her a big, but slightly shy, smile. 

Mar’i tipped her head to the side not unlike a curious bird, allowing his words to resonate in her mind with a thoughtful crinkle of her nose before she was shaking her head. “I’m not kind of your sister.” Less than a second later a grin stretched across her features and green eyes practically lit up in excitement as she opened her arms widely in invitation of a hug. Tamaraneans were always fans of affectionate gestures, especially with those who they held closest. “I am your sister, and that makes you my bro!” To have a brother? Like she was going to turn that down. 

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@ravenfirethief said:

“Get behind me NOW.”

She was competent, scratch that, more than competent enough to manage herself against whatever the world could offer. Well, at least in her opinion. Mar’i may have been younger in comparison to the vast majority of other heroes but on par with at least a good number of them. So no, she didn't think she really did need any help on patrols. 

Well, maybe. 

Green eyes squinted at the abrupt warning, quickly widening in surprise as the half-alien’s head whipped around in search of whatever threat could be nearby. Alright, maybe a little help could be appreciated considering she’d been zoning out. 

“What! What’s there? Why?”

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@pnkfox​ hit the <3 for a boop!

Was it a bizarre form of greeting? Probably. But a nose-boop from above was still how Mar’i opted to greet the other bat nonetheless. The falling hair was probably the first sign that someone was there at all, followed quickly after by a finger reaching down to boop her nose with a simple “heya.”

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@starboltprincess said: bandage

patch them up when they get hurt

        Injuries weren't foreign to Mar’i. Sure half-Tamaranean physiology helped to protect her but that didn't mean that she was  immune to being hurt. She’d gotten cuts, scrapes, bruises, and as time went on and she started to integrate herself into the hero community wounds had been much less alike to kneescrapes . Features contorted into a grimace as she stared off to the side away from where her arm was currently being wrapped up. She assumed that it couldn’t really be all that bad, hadn’t even realized she’d been nicked until now. But then again, adrenaline had a funny way of clouding one’s mind. Still, she was thankful that she didn’t have to patch it up alone. It was much less complicated this way, especially with someone else with a soft touch. “Is it bad?”

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@pnkfox​ sent: “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”

“I didn’t know the answer either.” Mar’i mumbled in a way which she wasn’t even sure was audible. Nor all that helpful. Lips pulled tightly into a grimace and crimson licking flames reflected off of green eyes as the half-Tamaranean resisted the urge to bury her face in her palm. They’d screwed up, big time. Mar’i was sure that neither of them would hear the end of this once word got back to the rest of the bats. But in their defense, what self-respecting villain still played word games to decide the fate of a detonator anyway, even in Gotham.

It was just clichéd at this point. 

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from x @kcrivnd-r

she’s glad that mar’i is more like her about their body temperature, winter is not an issue for them but stills they have to pretend, good moms wouldn’t let their babies out in the snow without a coat, gloves and scarf. her little girl is extremely creative and energetic and it shows on the snowman they are building. — we are going to need some branches for the arms.

Mar’i nodded enthusiastically, sparing a moment to glance at their snowman much like an architect would a work in progress before shooting a broad grin toward her mom. “You’re right! He can’t hug otherwise!” And with that she was swiftly floating up toward a couple low-hanging branches of a nearby tree before plucking two sticks from them and holding them out toward her mama. “How about these?”

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from x @kathy-branden​

“Well, we ran a scan of the ship and realized that the main power had ran out, so I transferred the ship’s energy use to the backup power, and thankfully, our landing was pretty smooth” Kathy replied. Ever since she came to earth, she loved getting to travel in space. It made her feel just a little closer to her first home, and she was glad Mar’i liked to talk about it too!

“Sounds exciting.” Mar’i noted with a thoughtful smile by the time Kathy had finished speaking. She always loved regales having to do with space adventures, and who could blame her really? It was only by a stroke of luck that the half-Tamaranean’s friend had her own share of galactic quests from time to time as well to share. “We should go together sometime!”