Early Sunday Morning, El Paso
Momoko had called on Friday morning to tell Jaime that she was going to be late coming home this weekend due to a last minute job from Oracle. It was an easy one, she'd assured him.
She'd texted Saturday to say she was almost done but she'd be getting in late so he shouldn't wait up for her; she'd see him at breakfast.
But Saturday evening, right in the middle of the Final Fight with the goons, her jacket had suddenly changed into a cute but very unfamiliar (and totally impractical in Texas) sweater! The few seconds of confusion that it caused Momoko also allowed her opponents the chance they needed and she'd been shot. Once in the arm and then once in the hip. The hip wound wasn't so bad; she'd mostly come to her senses and dodged that one, so her transforming and fast healing meant it only needed a bandage another day or two. Her arm, though... was going to be in a sling for at least a week, the doctor at STAR Labs had said.
Momoko knew it wasn't safe to try to fly when she was injured and her powers were being weird, and even if she had gotten out of the Lab in time to make the 8 hour trip (she hadn't), she'd been ordered not to drive.
She sat on her bed and staring glumly at her phone trying to get up the willpower to call and tell Jaime she wasn't going to be there at all. She pouted hard and glared at the phone. "This totally wasn't worth the bonus for bringing in those guys and their weapons."
She'd texted Saturday to say she was almost done but she'd be getting in late so he shouldn't wait up for her; she'd see him at breakfast.
But Saturday evening, right in the middle of the Final Fight with the goons, her jacket had suddenly changed into a cute but very unfamiliar (and totally impractical in Texas) sweater! The few seconds of confusion that it caused Momoko also allowed her opponents the chance they needed and she'd been shot. Once in the arm and then once in the hip. The hip wound wasn't so bad; she'd mostly come to her senses and dodged that one, so her transforming and fast healing meant it only needed a bandage another day or two. Her arm, though... was going to be in a sling for at least a week, the doctor at STAR Labs had said.
Momoko knew it wasn't safe to try to fly when she was injured and her powers were being weird, and even if she had gotten out of the Lab in time to make the 8 hour trip (she hadn't), she'd been ordered not to drive.
She sat on her bed and staring glumly at her phone trying to get up the willpower to call and tell Jaime she wasn't going to be there at all. She pouted hard and glared at the phone. "This totally wasn't worth the bonus for bringing in those guys and their weapons."