Dinner Date?

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Kara, Grant and Mar'i have returned to the condo after being debriefed following the war with the replicants, and Kara finally got that shower she was after since seemingly being shot forward in time. You can build a hell of a sweat on when you jump through time...

She leaves the bathroom, towelling her hair, to see the dinner table being laid out. "You guys are quick movers..." She grins at her two hosts, and notices there's a fourth place set at the table. Her look wavers a little... She's not sure how keen she is on meeting lots of other heroes at once, but one more tonight shouldn't hurt too badly. For a second she worries that Mar'i is trying to set her up with someone... She had mentioned something that effect. "Umm... Who's the dinner guest?" She smiles, nervously.

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[mari-grayson.livejournal.com]

"I don't know if you know her or not," Mar'i says thoughtfully, "but I figured you two should meet if you haven't already. Was there a Power Girl in your universe? Back home she was Power Woman."

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Kara sits down, looking out of the massive one-way window. "I think so... But she was from another universe. Or something." Brushing back her hair she sighs, in an exaggerated fashion. "This house is just full of waifs and strays, isn't it?" She smiles at Grant. "No offense, Mr Damage."

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

Speak of the giant-breasted devil...

Kara Zor-L was nervous. And curious. And, admittedly, confused. Also, a little uncomfortable. Not very often did the powerful blonde wear clothes that weren't her Power Girl uniform. But here she was, dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt that had...enough...top buttons open.

She'd brought with her a bottle of wine.

Because that's what you did, right?

After taking a deep, calming breath, she rang the doorbell.

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The door opens promptly. "Hello!" Mar'i says with a smile. "Thank you so much for coming over for supper, ma'am."

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

Ma'am? Kara looked down. Oh...Rao. Crap. Am I wearing Mom Jeans? She looked back up, wide-eyed, her smile fleeting, nervous. "I...you're welcome?" she said with knitted eyebrows. A beat. "Thanks for...having me over?"

[x-superkara-x.livejournal.com]

Well, Kara Zor-El is laughing to herself. Clearly she's not the only person feeling out of place. "Hey Power Girl!" She's not sure whether she should be calling her Earth-Two counterpart "Ma'am" or "Kara", so better to settle for "Power Girl" right now.

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"Oh, it was no problem!" Mar'i assures her, gesturing her to step inside. "I figured, we're all refugees from other universes, right, ma'am? You were one of my idols growing up back home, except you were Power Woman. Are you thinking of changing your name in a few years?"

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

Kara turns red. She's not used to being called an idol much. To her face, at least. Truth be told, she doesn't really interact with the public much. And since she hasn't been paying much attention to StarrWare lately...

"To Power Woman?" she smiles. "Maybe. I haven't...really...given it much thought lately." After all, she's in the latter part of her twenties now. She's not really a "girl" anymore. And with this new Supergirl...

She waves at Supergirl. "Hi," she says, nodding her head. She thrusts out the bottle of wine. "This is for you and, uh, Dam...Grant."

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"Damn Grant?" Supergirl acts shocked. "He's not that bad..." She plonks herself into one of the seats at the table. "I'm not sure I should be drinking wine... What's the age of consent here?"

[mari-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Twenty-one. Grant and I are old enough. How old are you?" asks Mar'i.

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"Well... I suppose I'm about 30. I don't know. I've not aged over the time I jumped so... 18?" She looks a bit miserably at the bottle. "Well, this sucks. But my cous doesn't drink, so I shouldn't either, I suppose..." She puts on puppy-dog eyes for Mar'i.

[damage-granted.livejournal.com]

"What's all this business about damning Grant and everyone being refugees from some other universe?" he asks, stepping out of the bedroom, brushing his shoulder free of some lint.

Mar'i had discussed Kara's situation with him as they were awaiting word on what to do in Philadelphia, though, the discussion had largely consisted of, "Supergirl will make an icy roommate," and Grant looking rather befuddled about the whole affair.

Just have to hope Nightwing doesn't think something is off...

"Hey, everyone!" He flashes a smile at each of the ladies assembled. God, this is a lot of estrogen... He does his best to give Peej a look that doesn't linger - Mar'i's certainly well-endowed, but those, well... they border on "titanic."

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

"I didn't...oh jeez." Kara shakes her head. "I didn't mean to say damn Grant...I went to use your code name and realized that..." Kara shrugs and points at herself and at Grant. "We're not in costume and we're not in the field." She smiles and sees him lingering. She raises an eyebrow. "My eyes are up here."

[damage-granted.livejournal.com]

Grant, who has been helping Mar'i with a few things in the kitchen while the two Kryptonians discuss the apparent peril facing Kara's virginity, returns with a large serving plate in one hand and another bottle of wine in the other.

The Titan looks down to see that Karen has already downed at least one glass - while Kara has taken an incredible small sip of her wine. Maybe they should have started her with something sweeter.

"Here we go, ladies," he says, sliding into an empty chair and retrieving his own glass. "Dolma - grape leaves stuffed with rice, onion, parsley, and a few other things. No meat. Oh, and that's some yogurt for dipping," Grant explains, gesturing at the small bowl in the center of the plate.

"Don't worry - more food is on the way." They're all super heroes, after all, and heightened metabolisms just seem to be part and parcel of the whole package.

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Kara wrinkles her nose at the food initially, but gives one of the Greek delicacies a try and decides that she likes it. She avoids the yoghurt, however. "Thanks Grant. I'm not a big eater, but these taste really good."

She gives Grant a thumbs up, hoping he wasn't eavesdropping on the earlier conversation.

[mari-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Does anyone want something besides wine?" Mar'i calls out from the kitchen. "We have catawba grape juice--that's my favorite."

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

You're a guest. Drinking all of the wine would be bad form. And potentially a bad example for your other self. Other self? Is that the right term? Maybe it'll be easier just to think of her as a separate entity altogether?

"Actually? If it's not too much trouble, mineral water would be nice. Or, you know, even ice water. Any kind of water, really."

[mari-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Mineral water ... with or without fizzy bubbles? Is Pellegrino okay?"

From the kitchen comes the sound of clanking bottles and the increased hum of the refrigerator.

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

"Perfect, actually, thank you."

So was the food, to be honest.

And it was a nice change from fly-through hamburgers and tacos.

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"Oh no, I'm quite fine with the wine, thanks." She takes another sip, and forces an expression of enjoyment onto her face. *Have it while you can, Kara...* she thinks to herself. *You probably won't get many opportunities...*

"So, Mar'i!" She changes subject from her internal monologue. "Who do you intend to introduce me to next? I've got loads of people to catch up with."

[mari-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Well--" Mar'i walks out of the kitchen bearing a large, steaming Pyrex dish. "First I was going to introduce you to the moussaka. But you should probably save room for baklava, too." She sets the dish down on the table and beams at her guests. "But as to which persons you should meet next, who do you want to see? Or is there a place where you'd like to start?"

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"Well, I'm not sure..." She twiddles with her hair as the others start putting food on their plates. "Can we see the Justice Society first? Maybe meet all of Power Girl's friends. I'm sure there will be some people there that I know..."

[mari-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Sure! They're really close, too--just up in Manhattan. I bet they'd love to meet you. Who was in the JSA back in your home?"

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Kara smiles, and helps herself to a little food. "We had the Flash, the Green Lantern, Dr. Fate, Hawkman, Hourman..." She looks a little wistful, even though to her it was only a week or so ago that she last met up with them. "They must all look so old now."

[kara-zor-l.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh....not by much," Kara replies with a grin. "You know how...crazy...life is around here. You're somehow always getting de-aged." She smiles. "Though they may look a little older. Not by much, though."