Somewhere out over the Atlantic

[mari_grayson]

Kryll, but sometimes she misses San Francisco, and not just because so many of its citizens were almost Tamaranean in their attitudes. She misses the Pacific Ocean, that broad blue expanse of water by the Bay. All that space between shipping lanes, where she could fly without worrying who would be watching her

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[x_superkara_x]

Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It's... Supergirl!

Kara had been trying to track anyone, anyone at all, that might understand what she was going through. How she shouldn't be here. How she was "displaced" to a time not her own. Someone had mentioned Nightstar, and so she'd decided to track Mar'i to her present location, over the dark blue Atlantic.

"Hey." Supergirl slows to a halt in mid-air, hovering near Nightstar. "Room for two at target practice?" She smiles, a little nervously, at her airborne companion.

[mari_grayson]

"What?" She whips around in surprise, then her face lights up with a smile. "Hi! You're Supergirl, aren't you? I heard you were here now." Politely she rises a little higher, then tosses a clay pigeon, taking care to give Kara plenty of room to take the shot.

[x_superkara_x]

"Yep, that's me..." There's an inch of hesitation in her voice, but she follows it up with a smile. "It's nice that the word's starting to travel."

As the clay pigeon flies away, Kara tenses, and then blasts it to dust with her heat vision. "Lucky shot, I think." Turning to look at Mar'i, she shrugs. "Aside from my encounter with that witch the other day, I hear it's been some time since I've had to use my heat vision in anger... Even if it does just feel like yesterday."

[mari_grayson]

"Kryll, that must feel strange," Mar'i says sympathetically, throwing out another clay pigeon. "When I came here, I--I already knew everyone back home was dead." She rubs the back of her hand across her eyes. "Dadro, Selya, all my friends...."