What are friends for?
[RP for girlfromkrypton]
It was probably a good thing Wally had just gone shopping--there was food in the apartment, and he had promised Kara food. And clean. He should clean up ( Read more... )
It was probably a good thing Wally had just gone shopping--there was food in the apartment, and he had promised Kara food. And clean. He should clean up ( Read more... )
She needed to do a little confessing.
"Hey," she said, as soon as she got there and saw that the place looked half-way decent. She was almost disappointed that there wasn't any left-over pizza or anything to eat.
"So, um, I figured I needed to talk to you. You probably already saw the headlines everywhere or heard from someone about Catalina, and it wasn't me, okay?" She'd said this over and over the past couple of days and she was getting tired of repeating it.
Kara slumped to the floor, sighing. "I went. I saw her and I wanted to do it and then... I couldn't. Because I knew it wouldn't be right. Because I knew people like you were right, Wally." She wiped a little tear away. "I'm not a killer, I'm a hero and heroes don't do things like that and..." And she was rambling.
"I am so sorry that I didn't listen to you before. Please tell me that you aren't disappointed in me."
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"I know," he told her with a slight smile. "You told me you didn't do it, and I believed you. You've... been pretty honest with me through all of this. I didn't think you'd lie after the fact."
He crossed toward her and pulled her into a hug. She... really looked like she needed one. "I'm not disappointed in you," he told her quietly. "Promise. Everyone feels like that sometimes--me too--and it's how you deal with it when it happens that makes you a hero. You're still a hero--I'm proud of you."
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Kara leaned into his hug. "Really?" She hoped he meant it. Out of everyone, for some reason, his opinion meant the most. Maybe because most everyone else was pretty much her own age, but Wally was in the League! He worked with Kal and Diana and Bruce, and she didn't want them to know, ever. But Wally knew everything. "How can you be proud of me. I screwed up."
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"I guess." She pulled her knees up to her body and wrapped her arms around them. "It's just that, I want to be so badly the way that people think that I am, or look at me. Or hold me up to some standard because of Clark." She looked at Wally. "Do you get that feeling, ever? Because of Barry?"
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Her next question drew a wry smile from him. "Oh, only always. I think most of us who have legacies to live up to feel like that. I worry a lot that I'm going to let Barry down. Most of the time, I don't think I have, but I screw up, and when I do, I feel like I should be better--like he deserves for me to be better." He grimaced a little, embarrassed by his speech. "Sorry. I'm pontificating."
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"Pontificating. That's a big word for you," she teased, grinning back and surprised she was able to feel so good so soon. "So, how do you handle it? The whole legacy thing?"
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He shrugged. "Well, I try to remember that not even Uncle Barry was perfect. I don't think. I've heard rumors along those lines anyway."
He laughed a little, then looked at Kara again, his face growing more serious. "But--seriously? It's what I said before. No one's perfect. Not Clark or Diana--not even me," he added with another quick smile. "Working with the League has kind of helped me figure that out. And I just... try to be better next time. It's all anyone can do, really."
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"Well, now, I never said you were perfect," she teased again, still amazed at Wally's ability to completely bring her out of her funk. "Okay, though, I get it. Really. No more moping, I guess. I screwed up, I need to move on." She gave him a mock-serious-look. "Want a milk shake? My treat."
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"And--yes. Probably not good to keep moping. Because--if you do--I'll have to keep trying to cheer you up, which I'll be completely successful at, by the way, and you'll have to keep offering me more milkshakes in gratitude." He laughed. "And seriously? No one can afford to keep a speedster in milkshakes."
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"Mmm, maybe most people, but how many of them can say they've got a million dollars from selling an artifact to Bruce Wayne?" She stuck her hands into her pockets and nudged him with her shoulder. "Race you." And she took off, without looking back, knowing he'd probably beat her anyway to the nearby milkshop.
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Lottery? "Seriously? So lemme guess, you spent it on useless crap?"
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He shrugged a little at her question about his lottery winnings. "Yeah, pretty much," he admitted, laughing a little at himself. It didn't really matter. Money wasn't all that important, except where it made some things easier.
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"So, I've avoided talking to Dick," she told him, now that she was feeling better about the whole thing. "Have you talked to him yet?"
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Wally hummed thoughtfully into his straw at Kara's question. "I'm talking to him. Just... not about that. Catalina or--any of it." He shrugged a little. "I don't think he really wants to talk about it, so I haven't wanted to press the issue. Just the first day when we were all so mad." He smiled again, a little sadly. "I think I've been trying to give everyone space. I mean--the last thing anyone wants is a neurotic speedster knocking down their door, right?"
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