[open] Some People Like to Talk

[mostlysunny]

WHO: Kara Danvers Zor-El and Friends!
WHERE: Everywhere!
WHEN: All through August
WHAT: First meetings, re-meetings, catch-all!
WARNINGS: Awkwardsauce attempts to collect gossip, more as needed

Everywhere: She works hard for the money

Are you an interesting person?? Or a famous one?? Kara Danvers wants to talk to you! Or, well, she doesn't really, not that she doesn't think you're interesting, it's just that she has this job to do as a professional gossiper. So...are you seeing anyone? Anything else noteworthy going on? You look nice today! ...can she write that down? Someone have mercy on this terrible member of the gossip column community.

Midair: Off we go into the wild blue yonder

She might be introducing herself as Kara Danvers Zor-El now, and she might be a little freer about using her powers in public—she glows now, it isn't as though she can hide in plain sight anymore—but there's still something about the blue and red that makes her feel like she's out there making a difference. Look for the red cape crossing the sky as Supergirl patrols, looks and listens for trouble, and maybe gets a little distracted just enjoying the freedom of the sky. She might give you a ride if you're in the mood!

[Catch-all for Kara for August! Feel free to tag in as you like, or PM or hit me up at voxmyriad to figure out a starter, brackets or prose!]

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@viced

[mostlysunny]

It might not be the job she expected, or even the job she wanted, but Kara still has a job to do. A job that involves collecting celebrity gossip, and writing about fashion. Definitely things she's...good at doing...absolutely.

No she isn't, she's terrible at it. She knows what makes good gossip—it would be hard to work for Cat Grant for as long as she has and not pick up a few things—but she doesn't like gossip, and thinks celebrities (and imPorts) should have the chance to just live their lives like anyone else. This point of view hasn't exactly impressed her editor, though, and neither have the pieces she's turned in that have a decidedly cheerful tone.

If you can't dig up anything here, try somewhere else, Danvers! Which puts her in De Chima, the town most interested in imPort gossip. It's been a busy and mostly unsuccessful morning, and she's taking a break from trying to be nosy, picking up an English toffee latte in a coffee house when she spots a familiar-ish face. "Mr. Hundred?" Maybe he doesn't want to be bothered, it occurs after she's said hello already, but she's been bothering people all morning, why stop now? "Hi, it's Kara! Kara Danvers Zor-El. We met at the Gala? Before, um, everything started happening."

[viced]

Mitchell...vaguely remembered her. In the sort of way that he remembered everyone -- a politician's training coming to the forefront, making him good at remembering people, even if he didn't know people. Of course...

He'd been fine, until she introduced herself. Pretty brazenly -- and Mitchell Hundred -- who'd actually been drinking a very hot black coffee with about six shots of espresso in it -- he was very unhealthy -- stopped, and the coffee just sort of leaked vaguely out of his mouth, his head tipped, and Kara would likely hear a jump-start in his heartbeat, before he finally caught himself, and turned.

Coffee leaking awkwardly out of his mouth. "Motherfucker --" he took a moment, to stop mopping up the mess from his face, his hands -- oh his shirt was fucked, but...he could at least try to look like he knew what he was doing. "Sorry -- ah --" he put the wad of very wet, very dark paper napkins on a counter. "Nice to see you again -- I, you caught me by surprise."

[mostlysunny]

"Oh jeez," and there's a quick—not super-quick, just quick—dash over to the condiment bar to get more napkins, and one wad of napkins is pressed carefully to the worst spot on his shirt, "I don't know all the department stores here yet but I'm sure I can find something if you don't have a meeting in the next hour."

...which is entirely the reaction of Kara Danvers, PA, it's what she would have done for Cat, or any of the Catco board members, or most of the other people who paraded through Cat's office, but she isn't at home, she isn't even an assistant right now, and her glow turns distinctly pinker as she jumps back like she's been scalded.

"Um. Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you," she says instead, sweeping the wet napkins automatically into a nearby garbage can and giving the counter a quick wipe with the rest of the dry stack. "Can I get you another coffee? I'm really sorry, how do you take it?"

@tardily

[mostlysunny]

They might have started off a little awkwardly, what with Barry not being far enough in his timeline to recognize her, but now that he's back and he does know her, she's been going around with her glow a little brighter. It matches his new sunshine, but he isn't always as sunny as he could be. Something's happened back home, something he can't talk about yet, but that's okay. He's her friend, she'll be a friend right back.

And obviously as soon as he lets her know he's moving, she's planning on visiting his new house to give him a housewarming present. Even if he's only moving down the street a few houses. But this box of fresh-made doughnuts from the Lucky Cat Cafe is a surprise. She flies them over, self-conscious in jeans and a sweater and not her costume—she isn't used to just being herself all the time yet—and it only takes a few seconds to stare into the house and find Barry's room. He's just sitting the bed and it's weird to see Barry so...motionless. But that'll change in a second or two, right? No knocking on the front door this time, she glides down and hovers outside his window, tapping lightly on the glass and grinning, holding up the box. Hi Barry :D

[tardily]

He's not paying attention when Kara flies even though she mentioned at some point that she might come by. Moving into the new place has been good for him in a way but he can acknowledge that he's not as sunshiny as he used to be. Going home was so nice because it let him recognize Kara but everything else around being at home felt like it was designed to cause him some degree of frustration and anger.

It's because of that and other reasons that Barry finds himself in his room more often than he's used to being there and he happens to be reading before he feels like something's off and he hears the tapping. When he looks up he ends up dropping the book and zooms over to the window before opening it.

"Too cool for the front door, Kara?"

[mostlysunny]

"Sure am," she says cheerfully, gliding in to perch on the windowsill. "Just like you're too cool to walk across the room, right Barry?"

It's still so nice to see him looking at her and knowing her as her, and she knows him as him, and not some other version. It feels like they're just about the only two, sometimes. She's making new friends here, a lot of them, but she still feels a little homesick sometimes. Barry's a part of home, though.

She extends the box, grinning. "I know you didn't move that far, but you still deserve a housewarming present." Her own glow is fairly bright, and she hasn't really noticed yet that Barry isn't as sunshiny as he should be. Maybe the sunlight will come back.

[catchacold]

Len is looking up at the sky, shading his eyes. He's jut walking, heading home from the museum and he's a little too observant not to notice what has to be one of the most eye-catching get-ups he's ever encountered. But still, if Kara hadn't slowed down a little, he'd not have recognised her.

However, as it is he does, so he calls out when she's close enough. "Sunshine!" Waiting to have her attention, he continues. "More your element than the ice, eh?"

[mostlysunny]

She hears it, but it takes a moment for her to realize he's talking to her. And then she feels instantly wary, how did he recognize her so quickly, but she knows she hasn't been working very hard to guard her secret identity since arriving here. Blaming the Porter for all her powers, maybe that would work for a while, but...well, she's got a tell now. She hadn't thought of it until she'd put her costume on and looked in the mirror, but she gives off just as much light as Supergirl as she does as Kara.

She veers off her slow flight course and circles back around to touch down several feet in front of him. "I guess the glow is a giveaway," she admits with a little helpless shrug. "Hi."

[catchacold]

"That and you already told me you can fly." No, she really hasn't been working all that hard on it. Leonard considers pointing out that she also isn't exactly wearing a mask, but he keeps it to himself, she seems like she feels chastised enough by how easily she's been recognised. The glow helped, of course, he almost gets the feeling of someone overdoing it on a lens flare effect when looking directly at her like this. "Hey. How's the view from up there, sunshine?"

[acclimatized]

John really isn't that interesting enough to warrant an interview. He doesn't cut an imposing figure in his woolly jumpers, cardigans and greying hair parted to the side. In fact, he can probably blend seamlessly in with a crowd of people and no one would realise he was an ImPort until he spoke.

It would have to be a really slow news day for Kara to interview him. But it's actually John who is trying to catch her attention. He's walking through town when he spots her walking ahead of him and breaks out into a light jog, determined to catch her before she goes round the block.

"Hey Karen!"

[mostlysunny]

Kara has had to do a lot of semi-impossible things in her job as Cat Grant's assistant. She always approaches them, if not with enthusiasm, then with determination. She wants to do a good job as this, well, gossip columnist, but as the day grinds on, she can't hide anymore that it's taking a toll on her patience.

And on her glow, it's damped down to almost nothing when she hears "Kar—" and is already turning when the second syllable turns it into Karen. "Oh, sorry," she says with a smile, still friendly in spite of her frustration. "I thought you were talking to me."

[acclimatized]

John has a relaxed smile on his face which quickly fades the moment Kara turns around and he realises he has been chasing after the wrong person. Well, this is embarrassing.

"Oh." He exclaims softly in surprise, heat inching slowly up his neck from his mistake. Now he's standing right in front of Kara, the difference between two women is obvious... but there's no denying there's a slight resemblance though and his voice becomes punctuated with confusion.

"No, I was talking to you. I just thought you were someone else for a second. Erm, I'm sorry about that."

midair!

[earnedmystripes]

[So the thing about being a superhero is sometimes, you chase a criminal to the roof of a building, and sometimes, in trying to arrest said criminal, you lose your balance and uh, fall.

...And sometimes, the grapple hook you fire at said roof to catch yourself misses. He could probably use a hand, here.]

[mostlysunny]

[Oh jeez. That's a red streak bolting across the sky and swooping in. They end up back on the rooftop, Kara setting her rescued civilian—or not a civilian? Looking at the armor, he has to be an imPort—carefully back on his feet, hovering close to make sure he isn't going to lose his balance. It happens sometimes.]

I gotcha, you're fine! Um, are you fine? What were you doing?

[earnedmystripes]

[...oh. Hey there, fellow imPort-slash-possibly-superhero. Kotetsu might stumble a little bit when he's set down, but a moment later he realizes being on the ground isn't, uh, particularly useful for what he was in fact doing.]

Yeah, I'm good, thanks!! But uh, could you put me back up there? I was kinda, in the middle of stopping this crook...

Midair

[dualismum]

Sasaki usually spends his time off at the Lucky Cat Café, but sometimes he needs a more secluded place. The forest is a choice, but he also likes to find high buildings and climb to the highest spot.

it's apparently a good place to read. He is sitting on the ledge of the roof, reading what looks like an old Japanese book, while the sounds of the city work as background noise. But he doesn't expect Kara to pass by, so when he sees red and blue, quickly he looks up.

That's a familiar face.

"Oh- hello."

[mostlysunny]

She's not bolting around fighting crime right now, just gently gliding, but she's put her uniform on anyway because flying just feels too weird without it. And the cape does help with aerodynamics, that much had been true.

She doesn't expect to be greeted this high up and it takes her a moment to realize it, and then to realize someone else has spotted her out as Supergirl when they'd met her as Kara, but that's just going to keep happening, isn't it? She hasn't exactly been subtle about her powers, and the glow is pretty much a dead giveaway. Good thing she doesn't have that power at home.

But after the startled moment, Kara grins and comes to a halt in midair, drifting a little closer. "Hi! I didn't expect to see you, um, up here."

[dualismum]

Glowing isn't a very common super-power, not really. She'd be easy to spot pretty much «everywhere thanks to it.

In any case, as she approaches, Sasaki closes the book so he can give the woman his attention- "Well, I didn't expect to see you here, either." he is being playful, but he really didn't. "It's a quite place. Good to get away."

Midair

[ichoosefight]

Steph's days off are a mixed bag. Today she's visiting some of the sights of the city, tourist stuff she wouldn't think of normally. She's always liked heights, and it's a nice break to check out some of the tallest buildings in town.

Her legs are dangling from the edge of a skyscraper she probably shouldn't have been wandering around in when she sees a red blur in the sky. She doesn't even really care who it is - she grins and waves.

[mostlysunny]

Flying has always been a good way to take her mind off things, and today is no different. Maybe someday she'll even muster up the courage to go flying without needing to put her uniform on, like a security blanket made of indestructible Kryptonian fabric, but today is not that day. Still, it's a good day, quiet and peaceful, and when she catches sight of the wave, she flips over and heads that way with a big smile.

"Steph! Hi!" She touches down on the skyscraper and joins her with legs dangling over the edge. "What are you doing up here?"

[ichoosefight]

Her grin widens when she sees that it's her favorite Kryptonian. Though she'd be pretty thrilled if it was Superman, too.

"Oh, the usual. Living life on the edge." Does that count as a pun? That's definitely how she meant it.

"ImPorts are weird no matter what we do, so why not embrace it?"

( midair | 8/7 )

[boobwindow]

There's always something quite liberating about the ability to fly anywhere you want and at any given time. Most people take long walks around the park, the beach or in forests to free their minds of daily worries and other things, Peej prefers to fly for long distances while the sun is out.

It's a pleasant sensation, soaking up the sun's bright and warm light, passing birds and planes with amazed faces squishing their faces against windows as an imPort in costume zips right by them. The kids love it especially, so Peej takes a moment to wave back at them before she trains her gaze ahead. It's rare to run into anyone this high up, but better to stay vigilant in the case of another plane.

From a distance she spots the shock of blue and red, but the figure is much more smaller, much more feminine in comparison to Superman and Peej comes to a full stop midair, her jaw grinding and good mood disappearing instantly.

If she turns around now, maybe Kara won't spot her.

[mostlysunny]

The problem with being almost alone in midair is that, if you're paying attention, it's easy to spot other people in midair. And after her near-collision with Blue Beetle a few weeks back, Kara has been paying more attention when she flies.

Using a long flight to clear her mind is something they have in common.

The flicker of movement in the corner of her vision does make Kara glance over, and she recognizes the hero from the Gala immediately. Power Girl, wasn't it? Who had been so weirdly...abrasive, and familiar at the same time? They hadn't talked at all since then, and maybe they shouldn't now—even from this distance, Kara can see the scowl—but Kara sets her own jaw and starts toward her. Whatever's going on, it's better to figure it out, right?

And this time she can approach her on equal footing, in her own costume, which feels better than trying to hold her own in a green evening gown. "Hi."

[annihiliner]

It's probably in part Kara's own fault that anyone cares enough about Lexa to want to hear any gossip about her in the first place. Sure, she's helped out in a few of the harrowing situations that have popped up in her time here so far, but mostly she's just kept her head down and observed the world around her from relative obscurity... before Kara started uploading their pictures to her social media of course.

Now other photos are popping up from around Heropa, as well blurry cellphone videos of a young woman in black fighting off monsters and rushing people to safety from burning buildings and such, along with questions about whether they were all actually the same person and who she might be. Among other, more invasive topics of curiosity obviously.

So thanks for that, Kara. Now she's something of a mysterious sensation!

...not that Lexa cares too much. The attention isn't exactly new for her after all, so it's honestly with some amusement that she's agreed to answer a few of Kara's questions, if for no other reason than to give her a little practice at this with someone she's at least marginally comfortable with already.

"Are you ready?" she asks evenly, though maybe that should really be Kara's line in this situation.

[mostlysunny]

You're welcome?? In Kara's defense, she hadn't actually thought anyone paid attention to those accounts. She hadn't learned yet how much some of the natives enjoyed imPort gossip, and, well, now she knows better. She's just glad Lexa hadn't been angry about the attention, and had actually agreed to help her out.

"Hope so," Kara says, a little breathless with what she hopes is a reassuring smile (it's not). She runs down the list of questions and takes another breath. "So, Lexa. 'What's your favorite way to unwind at the end of a long day?' ...I didn't actually, um. Write these, it's just a list they gave me."