My Girl [Closed to Kara]

[fast_thrower]

There really was no limit to how freaky this place could get. Owen had found his way to the city, and was just marveling at the sheer scale of it. He'd seen some impressive underground lairs and the like in his time with the Rogues and the Outsiders, but this was on a whole other level. He'd gotten to used to the steady circulation of faces. Some

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[superminiskirt]

So, the date with Julian had gone well.

Gone really, really well, all things considered.

And there was another date coming up soon.

That made Kara happy.

But she wasn't making the same mistake she'd made with Brainiac 5 by being all cute and flirty and clingy. Granted, she was a very different Kara around Julian than the Kara she had been around Brainiac 5. So far, it seemed to be working really well.

The fact that she heard someone yell her name - an unfamiliar voice at that - made the blonde Kryptonian stop in her tracks. She turned around to see a - Oh, Rao, is that a soul patch?! - redheaded male racing towards her. He looked very, ah, excited.

Her eyes growing wide, Kara shot straight up into the air.

[fast_thrower]

Owen was about to catch her in an enthusiastic hug, when she goes airborne. He blinks, a little confused. "Kara? What's wrong, girl?" He opens his arms. "It's me. Get down here and gimme a hug." He grins at her.

[superminiskirt]

She crosses her arms and looks down at Owen. Quirking up an eyebrow, she asks, "And who are you again?"

[fast_thrower]

He pauses, unease sinking in. "Owen. Owen Mercer."

He feels his stomach start to drop a little. "Umm... okay, I know you're the Kara I know, there's no mistaking it, but... when are you from?" He tried not to bite his lip, a usual tell of his unease.

He failed.