Kara comes into the Bar sans wig, back in her more usual style of out of costume dress, grinning just a little bit idiotically at just about everything she sees.
She finished a day of school. She made friends...she thinks. Maybe
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Steph is on duty, badge clearly visible. She's paying lots of attention to the bar, too.
She's just ... resting her eyes. Whilst horizontal. On the couch.
Hey, she figures, she still sleeps pretty lightly, and usually when things head south in Milliways there's plenty of noise involved. So it's totally okay to nap on duty. No, really.
"Oh, really?" Kara says, rolling her eyes, "Wow, your keen skills of perception are totally showing, Spoiler. Do you have anything else insightful to bring up? You know, I mean, we could start with stuff like the color of my hair and work our way up to the hard stuff, like whether or not a rock'll fall if you drop it."
Kara gives Steph a look. The look says: Bitch, you're fucking with me, right?
Kara's mouth, on the other hand, says, "Whatever. That's not our present issue. You're Security, and I'm turning myself in for rule-breaking. The rule about fighting, specifically."
"It's usually just one night for fighting, if they're not really hurt." She isn't going to order Supergirl to the cells though. Just imply it heavily. Because yeesh, Supergirl.
"One night's no problem - and I don't think that's an option you should be pursuing, Spoiler," Kara says, and she really is trying to make it sound less like a threat than it does. She just kind of isn't doing so well.
"I mean, it was my fault," she amends, "So. Whatever about him. How does this celling thing work?"
"Well -- this way." Steph gestures. "And I have to worry about that. It's my job."
And she's totally going to be all stern and hiding-behind-her-badge for a while, yeah.
She leads the way towards the Security offices. "It's not a huge punishment, if you didn't do anything too bad. Just don't, um. Don't try and break out, okay? Baby can't be broken, and she probably doesn't like it if you try, and she can make it uncomfortable if she doesn't like you."
You do that, Steph. Kara's not gonna try to stop you.
"I'm turning myself in," she points out, cocking a brow as she inspects the offices, "I'm kind of obviously not here against my will, so. Breaking out won't be a problem."
"Can I bring my homework?" She asks, lifting her bookbag up slightly.
"Yeah, sure. Bring whatever you want. I mean, it's not like you're a supervillain or anything." Steph eyes her. "...you're not, right? You did mention the weird multiple personality thing."
Kara eyes Steph with just a slight edge of disdain. "Yeah, because supervillains just love doing their homework and volunteering for prison. I'm about as much of a supervillain as you are."
She looks down, grip tightening on her bag, and shrugs. "Whatever. Let's just get this over with."
She's just ... resting her eyes. Whilst horizontal. On the couch.
Hey, she figures, she still sleeps pretty lightly, and usually when things head south in Milliways there's plenty of noise involved. So it's totally okay to nap on duty. No, really.
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Kara kicks the couch. This shifts it about five feet to the right, because she was kicking it lightly.
"Wake up," she says, curtly.
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"...I'm awake," she says, and stares at Supergirl in complete befuddlement. "You look totally pissed off."
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"I have no idea what you're talking about."
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"So you didn't get my note, huh?" She asks, like it's a personal failing on Steph's part.
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Steph is wishing rather fervently that she had her utility belt on her. Or a Kryptonite ring, or something. Supers are scary.
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Kara's mouth, on the other hand, says, "Whatever. That's not our present issue. You're Security, and I'm turning myself in for rule-breaking. The rule about fighting, specifically."
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"Okay, we can talk later." Once there's an unbreakable cell wall between them. 'Cos that's a scary look. "Uh ... who'd you fight? Are they okay?"
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"Draco," she says, shrugging, "And yeah, he's fine. Probably healed by now. I just bruised him a little."
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"Did he fight back?" Should she go find him too?
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"I mean, it was my fault," she amends, "So. Whatever about him. How does this celling thing work?"
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And she's totally going to be all stern and hiding-behind-her-badge for a while, yeah.
She leads the way towards the Security offices. "It's not a huge punishment, if you didn't do anything too bad. Just don't, um. Don't try and break out, okay? Baby can't be broken, and she probably doesn't like it if you try, and she can make it uncomfortable if she doesn't like you."
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"I'm turning myself in," she points out, cocking a brow as she inspects the offices, "I'm kind of obviously not here against my will, so. Breaking out won't be a problem."
"Can I bring my homework?" She asks, lifting her bookbag up slightly.
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She looks down, grip tightening on her bag, and shrugs. "Whatever. Let's just get this over with."
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