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[supertorso]

[ Welp. Saturday morning/afternoon she was blown up. Which didn't actually do anything besides knock her out and maybe get her clothes a little ripped up and burnt. What's a little out of the ordinary is the fact that she's been out for well over 72 hours.

Or at least she was out, until now. ]

Nn...

[ It's a little disorienting, waking up in

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[autophoenix]

Not too long. Good morning?

[supertorso]

I think it's a little closer to evening, but thanks.

[autophoenix]

I didn't think "good evening" would get across the same sentiment. Are you at least feeling refreshed from your little mini-coma?

[supertorso]

It definitely wouldn't have been the right sentiment, but you could've done the fake accent. Like... good eeeeevening.

I'm feeling... out of sorts. But that's mostly because I took a trip home and the memories of that and then of this place aren't exactly all meshed yet.

[autophoenix]

[ and this is where she tries a ridiculous cockney accent and just makes an idiot out of herself. for great justice. ] Evening, gov'nor. Something like that? [ and now she's at least laughing at herself bc she knows how dumb she sounded. ]

Lois might be able to help you out. I mean, didn't she spend like a year back home before coming back after the Isis thing? She probably knows all about weird memory meshing. Or we could just bake cookies until your memories sort out on their own.

[supertorso]

I was thinking more Romanian vampire, but that works, too.

Cookies sound really good right about now.

[autophoenix]

Hey, you didn't specify your desired accent, which means you get what you get. Trust me when I say you don't want to hear my Romanian.

Anyway. So, if I come by your room, think you can be up and at 'em and dressed for us to go a-baking?

[supertorso]

I can settle with... faux-British.

You bet. Superspeed's gotta be useful for something right?

[autophoenix]

British-ish.

I'll try and mask my envy. [ she'll wander her way up there and knock on the door after a few minutes of getting herself dressed too. ]

[supertorso]

[ And Kara opens it with a smile. There's not much different about her, but her hair's a lot shorter now. Chin length instead of whatever it was before. ]

Hey! That was fast.

[autophoenix]

Hey, maybe I managed to pick up superspeed while you were conked out. Maybe you really did sleep through everything. [ she squints a little bit trying to figure out what's different and -- oh! ] Nice haircut.

[supertorso]

So long as there's not a totalitarian government run by buffalo and a cat, I think I'm cool with changes.

Thanks. I needed something different and a haircut was the easiest thing to change.

[autophoenix]

[ she makes a face at buffalo and cat government but ... maybe it's easier to just not ask. so she shakes it off. that's just ... part of paradisian life at this point. ]

I know the feeling. [ she steps out of the way of the door and further into the hall so that kara can get the hint and head on out. ] The change, not the buffalo government.

[supertorso]

[ It's a little out there, but she really doesn't care at the moment as she shuts her door behind her. Life is good, even if she's trapped in a magic castle. ]

So what kind of cookies were you thinking?

[autophoenix]

Well, there's the classic chocolate chip, or something exciting like oatmeal raisin or white chocolate macademia nut. We could probably frost some sugar cookies too, if that's your thing. You have free cookie rein.

[supertorso]

White chocolate macadamia nut sounds really good, actually.