Kitchen Raid

[kara_zor_l]

Karen Starr.

Kara Zor-L was using that name actively again. Just as she was actively setting up Starrware again. She'd let too much fall to the wayside in recent years, and now that she knew where she was from (and now that there was another Super version of her flying around), Kara needed to do more to give her life meaning. Part of that meant

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[jsaboss]

Michael Holt observes from the side, having scanned through his third newspaper of the morning, mainland China's Renming Ribao.

"You're doing it wrong. You know there's a pumpkin and nutmeg crust pie hidden in the pastry cooler. I'll see how long it takes you to cheat and use your x-rays to find it." He smiles and looks at his watch. "Ten...nine...eight."

[kara_zor_l]

Kara pokes her head out from the fridge and glares at Michael. "I never do anything wrong," she says, perhaps a little cockily. "And I wasn't looking for...whatever it is you think I was looking for." She pulls out a carton of - of all things - chocolate milk. "This is what I was looking for." She grins at him as she pours herself a glass. "Good morning, by the way."

[jsaboss]

"If that's what you'll settle for..." Turning a page, he eyes quickly through an article on a Great Ten intervention. "And the same to you. Early craving?"

[kara_zor_l]

Zooom! Zooom! There's a thick slice of pie also sitting in front of Kara now. She grins at Michael. "You should know me by now. I never just settle," she says, digging into the slice. "Something like that," she admits after swallowing. She brings the food over to the table and takes a seat across from Michael. "It's going to be a...busy day at work today. Just...stocking up on all the sweetness I can get right now." She watches him reading his paper. "How've you been?"