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[dayplayers]

@midvales / ladus klaark & kara zor el ... continued from here !

he doesn't recognize the blonde woman. but he recognizes a red cape: the cape of a soulsword. even if he hadn't, ladus has spent enough time on battlefields to have become fluent in the language of fighting and he recognizes the cruel, vicious grin that's speared across the attacker's ugly mug as something he wants to put a stop to.

there's hardly time after that to think, so he doesn't, sword moving as an extension of his arm as he swings in an upward arc. it slashes the guy from torso to collarbone which sends him reeling back a couple steps and, more importantly, forces a tell out of him as he has to recenter his weight before he can throw his punch without falling on his ass. it's okay, ladus is a nice guy: he'll do that for him. ladus ducks under the swing to grab the guy around his middle and, steady on his own feet because he actually knows how to think more than one step ahead in a fight, picks him up and hauls them both back to slam the guy over his shoulder and onto the dirt. they scrabble in the dirt like that for a minute, ladus catching a stray fist to the underside of his jaw for his troubles, before the attacker stills and quiets and ladus is able to roll off of him.

last he'd seen her the blonde woman had been on the ground, but now she wobbles where she stands. there's blood running down her side and smeared all up her arm—from where she tried holding herself together, he guesses. “you are okay.” he holds his hands up like he's trying to approach one of the warhorses because although they both wear the color of the soulswords, he doesn't recognize her and he's not sure what she can recognize at all in her state. in the dirt many paces away from them both is his sword. he leaves it there. “it's over now.”

[azarathian]

kara holds out a little folded piece of cardstock. its edge is taped down with a heart sticker and every inch of it is neon pink and purple. there's even a lollipop on top. it's all as sweet as her smile when she chirps, " happy valentines day! "

﹙ ✷ ﹚𖥨 ´ old valentine's day from @midvales but let's pretend i didn't forget to answer it

gifts are not something raven expects,       gifts are not something raven thinks she deserves.       a gesture that might seem simple as a card,       becomes a heavy and meaningful piece of someone’s heart.       she had almost forgotten the day,       even with the increased sentimentalities in the environment,       for she’s never been one for these more modern rituals.       and yet,       the moment those bright sky - blessed eyes inundated her attention with a smile,       the dyad felt incredibly lucky.       ‘ kara,       oh,       ’ her hands cradle the card with the fragility of petals,       and her eyes,       dark as the cosmos,       seem to brighten in the birth of a star fashioned into supergirl’s shape.       ‘ happy valentine’s day.       i… i did not get you anything… thank you,       this is so kind of you,       ’ raven extends a shadow of affection towards kara’s soul.       a hidden return of the gift,       as the empath presses the card against her chest.       she’s sure to appreciate the sweet treat later.       her very first valentine’s day gift… now she cannot pretend to not care for the holiday.       ‘ what are your plans today ? i hear so many wonderful things can be done on days like this.       ’

[greenelight]

linda pounds her first up against the front of his door before immediately moving it back under the cake she balances in her hands. in it are only half lit candles, some blown by her by accident. " oh shoot, " she lifts a leg trying to balance it with her knee as she reaches to grab one of the candles to spread the flame. the door of course opens before she can finish them all and her balance is truly tested by the moment as she looks up. " HAPPY BIRTHDAY! "

when   mason   got   up   from   his   stretching   workout   to   answer   the   door   ,   this   was   not   the   sight   he   expected   to   see.   since   his   birthday   was   on   a   weekday   ,   that   usually   meant   he   wouldn't   be   able   to   celebrate   with   friends   until   later   in   the   weekend.   he   wasn't   expecting   to   receive   anything   today ,   but   then   of   course   ,   he   should   have   known   linda   would   have   planned   something   considering   how   nice   she's   been   since   she   moved   in   the   apartment   right   across   from   his.   beaming   from   ear   to   ear   ,   mason's   hands   reach   for   the   bottom   of   the   cake   ,   helping   her   balance   it   before   softly   blowing   out   the   candles.   it's   been   quite   a   few   years   since   he   had   a   candle   to   blow   out   ,   but   for   once   ,   life   feels   nice   enough   that   maybe   he   can   allow   himself   a   wish   &   believe   it'll   come   true.

❝   thanks   for   this   linda   ,   ❞   mason   responds   with   a   grin.   the   cake   is   rather   large   for   just   one   person   ━━   no   way   will   he   be   able   to   finish   the   whole   thing.   ❝   did   you   make   this   ?   wait   ,   tell   me   all   about   it   while   i   dish   this   up   for   us.   you   can't   just   do   a   cake   drive   by   &   not   expect   me   to   invite   you   in   !   i   have   coffee   &   tea   or   hot   cocoa   ━━   whatever   you   fancy   that   i   already   have   in   my   cupboard.   ❞   he   laughs   ,   gently   taking   the   cake   away   &   moving   to   head   into   his   own   apartment.   ❝   come   on   ,   respect   your   elders   &   share   a   moment   with   this   here   old   man.   ❞   he   laughs a bit more , already placing the cake into the kitchen counter & opening his cupboard for some mugs.   ❝   hope   you're   not   allergic   to   cats.   bumblebee   is   friendly   &   curious   ,   so   prepare   your   pants   to   be   covered   in   cat   hair.   ❞

[showtal]

you'd think there wouldn't be much for a kryptonian to fear, not when he came this close to conquering earth before opting for a career change ( or so he'll put it, if you ask him. ) after all, his formative years alternated between torture by the british government and torture by his father. there's little left to fear.

and yet, he finds himself alarmed by every single one of the women kal-el surrounds himself with. lois lane, lana lang, diana prince . . . and then there's kara zor-el. alright . . . his brother doesn't have a diana, or a kara, but most of the other supermen do. and he's become acquainted with a fair handful of them. and burned more than a few bridges.

this time, he's determined to succeed. he's learned from his earlier mistakes!

hasn't he?

" kara ⸺ " he appears, hovering just in front of his not-quite cousin. " no need to worry, i'm not the world-conquering type. " anymore. " welcome to your audition. "

@midvales