The day began to sour fairly quickly. The cab only managed two and a half blocks before they were frozen by gridlock. Those damned protesters. Still, it was well within their right to protest and they were being pleasant enough. They were just an inconvenience and turned traffic into an unbelievable snarl as well as upped the volume of the NYC sound pollution. The cab driver ranted about it in broken English.
There was a scream from high above though no one could hear it above the catchy protest slogans, the angry car horns and the construction one street over. It briefly rained glass, then everyone noticed when two bodies landed on the roof of the cab in front of Kara's. A woman, and a under her, holding her tight, was a small child and they landed with enough force to dent the cab roof.
The woman moaned but the child didn't seem to move.
Before the driver and passengers could form a coherent thought they were being pulled into the backseat of the car. All the while Power Girl was thanking her lucky stars that she'd decided to teach herself how to change clothes at light speed the way Kal always did. Having left the cabbie his fare on the passenger seat of his car. Apparently, this was now her stop. Having prevented the people in the front cab from becoming casualties in an unexpected metahuman car accident the woman walked around to the front of the car to see what the hell was going on. Her first assessment of the scene didn't give the woman any ready answers. Still the girl holding the woman looked pretty young so she took a deep breath and put on her 'I'm trying to be civil' voice.
"Can you please; put that woman down, get off this car, and tell me what the h-...what's going on?"
"Mother...FUCKER!" The girl hollered as she pushed the woman off her. The woman rolled off the top of the cab, to the hood. With the sound of tinkling glass, the girl stood up with not a scratch on her save for the many bullet holes and rips in her outfit. She pushed back her black cloak and Kara got a glimpse of a gun holster under her arm before the girl pulled out the small but potent Uzi. She aimed at a broken window, where a seedy looking many was standing, pointing his own gun at the street below.
hehe No guns missy >Dpowergirl_damitJanuary 12 2012, 16:45:27 UTC
As soon as Power Girl saw the weapons her hands went into action. Near light speed movements removing them from the child's small angry hands and emptying their contents before crushing them in her super powered grip and dropping them to the ground. After the readily visible ones were taken care of, the woman reached down, taking the girl up by the back of her shirt and lifting her up to eye level.
"Guns are a bad idea on a busy street Captain Pottymouth." She said, her voice still straining to remain calm as she grew ever more late to her job. "So. Again. Can you please tell me what's going on here?"
She took a moment after speaking to glance around at the people who were gathering to see the superhero spat that seemed to be going on. Power Girl ended their inactivity with a glare and a quick snappy command.
"Well? Don't just stand there. Someone called an ambulance for this woman" She waved her free hand at the lady on the hood and all at once dozens of iphones and androids sprang into life.
"We can?" A super hero eatery? Now she'd seen everything! She noticed most of the windows were boarded up and the sparkle of fine, sandy glass stuck in the ruts of the pavement. Protesters 'peacefully' protesting. Right.
She let Power Girl hold the door open for her and wandered in like any tough biker chick would instead of a little girl anticipating this restaurant's version of the Happy Meal.
"I'm surprised this place is still open for business, considering the anti-hero movement. Clearly the windows are already victims. Seems these fuckers the spellings of peace mixed up. It's Ee-aye idiots, not eye-ee."
Power Girl let out a jovial chuckle listening to Haze's assessment of the the bar. The inside was pretty well undamaged aside from an overturned table. Soft green lighting and a green and black motif made the place look almost upscale. Decorating the back wall of the bar were large life-like statues depicting Green Lanterns Kilowog, Kyle Rayner, Guy Gardner, and Hal Jordan. And Behind the Bar was an old woman who had on an apron with a cyclone on it. She didn't quite look like she belonged back there but it didn't seem to give Power Girl any concerns as she lead the young girl over to one of the booths
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She skimmed the menu as the two women chatted then put it down decisively. "A Behemoth burger, rare, no tomatoes, extra fries and a root beer." She flicked the menu towards the waitress. There was a beat and she looked at the women. "....what...? Oh...please."
The woman nodded and then shuffled off toward the kitchen. Power Girl looked after here before turning back to Haze. "That's quite an order there. Hope you can handle it" She said, but she was obviously joking around. "Anyway, this place is pretty safe from protesters because it's run by Guy Gardner. The worlds most short tempered Green Lantern. Of course that doesn't mean it's safe from him when he gets forcefully turned down buy a woman who can lift more than ten tons." The woman's blond hair shook a little while while she shared a laugh at Guy's expense. At the same time though she was thankful he wasn't there trying to chat her up.
"...Phammy Emirfree?" Powergirl couldn't help but ask. She'd barely been able to make out most of what the girl had said but this on was tough even for someone with super hearing. The woman was fairly sure she'd heard the name...if that was a name she'd said, wrong.
Of course, the sight of her wth all those french fries shoved into her mouth was pretty amusing even if that kind of thing was supposed to be frowned upon by adults.
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There was a scream from high above though no one could hear it above the catchy protest slogans, the angry car horns and the construction one street over. It briefly rained glass, then everyone noticed when two bodies landed on the roof of the cab in front of Kara's. A woman, and a under her, holding her tight, was a small child and they landed with enough force to dent the cab roof.
The woman moaned but the child didn't seem to move.
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"Can you please; put that woman down, get off this car, and tell me what the h-...what's going on?"
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"Guns are a bad idea on a busy street Captain Pottymouth." She said, her voice still straining to remain calm as she grew ever more late to her job. "So. Again. Can you please tell me what's going on here?"
She took a moment after speaking to glance around at the people who were gathering to see the superhero spat that seemed to be going on. Power Girl ended their inactivity with a glare and a quick snappy command.
"Well? Don't just stand there. Someone called an ambulance for this woman" She waved her free hand at the lady on the hood and all at once dozens of iphones and androids sprang into life.
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She let Power Girl hold the door open for her and wandered in like any tough biker chick would instead of a little girl anticipating this restaurant's version of the Happy Meal.
"I'm surprised this place is still open for business, considering the anti-hero movement. Clearly the windows are already victims. Seems these fuckers the spellings of peace mixed up. It's Ee-aye idiots, not eye-ee."
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Of course, the sight of her wth all those french fries shoved into her mouth was pretty amusing even if that kind of thing was supposed to be frowned upon by adults.
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