Leslie's on fire today. Of course, she is covering her favorite subject.
Hero-bashing. And while Superman's a favorite, today, it's Wonder Woman.
"Okay," she says to her caller, some fangirl of the Amazon on the other line, "So you're telling me that Wonder Woman won't turn on us because of some code of honor you think she sticks by. Bullcrap. She's just as unstable as anyone. She's got power. Buckets of it. What makes you think that she won't turn on us one day?" Silence on the other line. "Yeah, that's what I thought."
She looks up to the window, only to see Pete waiting for her. She winks at him.
"And I'm going to take a quick break here folks," she says, "When we come back we'll pick this up."
She exits the booth.
"Hey there," she says, giving him a kiss, "You missed me so much you had to come and visit? I must say I'm touched."
Leslie of course, is fully aware of his powers. He's a cyborg, after all. Having the power of electricity at her fingertips does come in handy after all.
"If I wasn't here...you'd be holed up in some library, crushed beneath a mountain of books. Kinda unfortunate."
Luckily for her, he's competely wrapped around her little finger. Which is just what she wants.
"Yeah," she says, and a look of concern crosses her face, "If you wanna talk about your insane afternoon though, I can book out earlier. I'm getting a huge attack of the moron callers today anyway."
"Lucky me, having you to keep me from being buried under a book avalanche. Is there even a word for that? You know, like they have 'defenestrate' to say you got pushed out a window? Being buried under books has enough pathos to deserve its own word."
No one can make him feel more comfortable than Leslie. He felt that from her the first day he met her. Never mind her sarcastic, on-the-air persona. She's never that way with him. No matter how much of a geek he may be, she still thinks he's cute.
Other guys he knows would kill to score with a babe like her.
Her suggestion catches him completely off-guard, though in a good way. "They'll let you do that?" Then he realizes he's surrounded by posters of this very same woman, and remembers the producers are more or less beholden to her. Of course she can do that.
At Their Apartmentdont_callmekidJune 21 2009, 02:33:47 UTC
Leslie invited Pete to move in with him after they'd dated for two weeks. It caught him by surprise, but looking back, he's so glad he said yes.
Not the least of why being because he's so close to Leslie. There are certain activities you just can't do frequently in dorms, after all.
Wolfing down the Chinese they had delivered, Pete looks truly relaxed for the first time since he came to the station. Here with Leslie, stuffed shrimp at hand, the run-in with Jade seems a thing of the past. He feels confident here, like this is a place where the JSA could not extend their serpentine reach.
He's decided to leave out the bit about his powers, for now. He doesn't want to floor Leslie with too much too soon.
Oh, if only he knew...
"So, I figured I'd take a day off, and went downtown. And I'm on the top of the Bank of America building, checking out the view, when this green-skinned chick just flies in from nowhere! Said her name was Jade, with the Justice Society. And then she just wouldn't leave."
Re: At Their ApartmentelectricalblueJune 21 2009, 02:48:57 UTC
Leslie munches on her crab rangoon, listening to Pete intently.
She had to fight the urge to hiss at hearing Jade's name. As Livewire, she's tangled with the Justice Society on a couple of occasions. Needless to say, she's not "the green ho"'s (as she likes to call her) biggest fan.
"Jade huh?" she takes another bite of her crab ragoon, "And she just appeared out of nowhere? Weird."
If the Justice Society knows of Pete's powers...this could ruin everything for her.
Re: At Their Apartmentdont_callmekidJune 21 2009, 03:02:19 UTC
"Yeah..." nods Pete in agreement. "She wouldn't leave, and she kept trying to get me to go back with her. Said the Justice Society could 'help' me." He snorts. "Because they do such a great job 'helping' people already."
He doesn't have a high opinion of the JSA, and it wasn't high before he met Leslie. He's just never had a very favorable opinion about caped crusaders.
Pete bites his lip. It's a nervous habit. At least he doesn't chew on his nails anymore.
"Yeah, they rule in favor of eighty percent of cases involving capes, especially the JSA. What about some sort of private consultant though? I don't know how I could afford one, but there's gotta be someone out there who can keep capes from going all Big Brother on us."
Or you could just tear down the JSA brownstone before they have a chance to go after you first. The thought is an appealing one, but dangerous, and Pete squelches it.
Pete sets down the plate, though it still has a few stuffed shrimp left. His appetite's shot.
"Is there anything I can do?"
He knows he fucked up with the Berkeley slip, and he doesn't want to leave all the responsibility on Leslie's shoulders. Fuck, what made him run up an office building in freaking Manhattan?! How could he have been such an idiot?
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Hero-bashing. And while Superman's a favorite, today, it's Wonder Woman.
"Okay," she says to her caller, some fangirl of the Amazon on the other line, "So you're telling me that Wonder Woman won't turn on us because of some code of honor you think she sticks by. Bullcrap. She's just as unstable as anyone. She's got power. Buckets of it. What makes you think that she won't turn on us one day?" Silence on the other line. "Yeah, that's what I thought."
She looks up to the window, only to see Pete waiting for her. She winks at him.
"And I'm going to take a quick break here folks," she says, "When we come back we'll pick this up."
She exits the booth.
"Hey there," she says, giving him a kiss, "You missed me so much you had to come and visit? I must say I'm touched."
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It's even enough to make him forget about the run-in he had with that green-skinned girl from the Justice Society for a moment.
"Where would I be if you weren't here to light up my life?"
Then he remembers, and the goofy smile dims just a little.
"Say, you get off in fifteen, right? How does grabbing a bite over at Vega's after work sound? I had a really weird afternoon."
He still doesn't know how much of that 'weird afternoon' he's gonna end up confessing to. So far, he's kept his sudden superpowers a secret.
But if he can tell anyone, he can tell Leslie.
Right?
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"If I wasn't here...you'd be holed up in some library, crushed beneath a mountain of books. Kinda unfortunate."
Luckily for her, he's competely wrapped around her little finger. Which is just what she wants.
"Yeah," she says, and a look of concern crosses her face, "If you wanna talk about your insane afternoon though, I can book out earlier. I'm getting a huge attack of the moron callers today anyway."
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No one can make him feel more comfortable than Leslie. He felt that from her the first day he met her. Never mind her sarcastic, on-the-air persona. She's never that way with him. No matter how much of a geek he may be, she still thinks he's cute.
Other guys he knows would kill to score with a babe like her.
Her suggestion catches him completely off-guard, though in a good way. "They'll let you do that?" Then he realizes he's surrounded by posters of this very same woman, and remembers the producers are more or less beholden to her. Of course she can do that.
"Works for me!"
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Not the least of why being because he's so close to Leslie. There are certain activities you just can't do frequently in dorms, after all.
Wolfing down the Chinese they had delivered, Pete looks truly relaxed for the first time since he came to the station. Here with Leslie, stuffed shrimp at hand, the run-in with Jade seems a thing of the past. He feels confident here, like this is a place where the JSA could not extend their serpentine reach.
He's decided to leave out the bit about his powers, for now. He doesn't want to floor Leslie with too much too soon.
Oh, if only he knew...
"So, I figured I'd take a day off, and went downtown. And I'm on the top of the Bank of America building, checking out the view, when this green-skinned chick just flies in from nowhere! Said her name was Jade, with the Justice Society. And then she just wouldn't leave."
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She had to fight the urge to hiss at hearing Jade's name. As Livewire, she's tangled with the Justice Society on a couple of occasions. Needless to say, she's not "the green ho"'s (as she likes to call her) biggest fan.
"Jade huh?" she takes another bite of her crab ragoon, "And she just appeared out of nowhere? Weird."
If the Justice Society knows of Pete's powers...this could ruin everything for her.
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He doesn't have a high opinion of the JSA, and it wasn't high before he met Leslie. He's just never had a very favorable opinion about caped crusaders.
He's never really bothered to wonder why.
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She plays it dumb though.
"Help you?" she snorts, "With what? Paying off your student loans?"
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"Yeah, they rule in favor of eighty percent of cases involving capes, especially the JSA. What about some sort of private consultant though? I don't know how I could afford one, but there's gotta be someone out there who can keep capes from going all Big Brother on us."
Or you could just tear down the JSA brownstone before they have a chance to go after you first. The thought is an appealing one, but dangerous, and Pete squelches it.
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As if the JSA knows about Pete...there' a chance that they could figure out that she's the face behind Livewire. And she doesn't want that to happen.
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"Is there anything I can do?"
He knows he fucked up with the Berkeley slip, and he doesn't want to leave all the responsibility on Leslie's shoulders. Fuck, what made him run up an office building in freaking Manhattan?! How could he have been such an idiot?
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Leslie's own appetite is shot. She's really not happy at how this might turn out for her.
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