A Powerful Apartment

December 03, 2017:

Kara brings Atlee to her home, after offering to let her crash with her for a while.

Power Girl's Apartment

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Fade In…

Terra has been quite eager to see Kara's home, and as they start to descend, she asks enthusiastically, "are we there yet? Is it here? Is it that place? Is it that?" She points at random at every single housing structure she spots, right until Power Girl will finally admit that one of them is the place, leading Terra to cheer, "I knew it!"

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Power Girl glides down to her window, looking amused. She lifts it, then moves inside. "Come on in! Err…you can leave the rock on the fire escape there?"

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"The rock? Oh, I'll make it when I need it," Terra explains and as she hops in through the window, she turns back and makes a few gestures with her hands, before the rock splits into tiny pebbles that arrange themselves neatly on the ground. "There!"

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Kara laughs, as she's unclipping her cape. "THAT is really handy." The cape gets set aside, and the gloves tugged off. "When was the last time you ate?" she asks the younger girl.

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Terra notes Kara removing her cape, and looks over herself, no cape to remove, but she does have gloves. So mimicing Kara, she tugs her gloves off as well. "Last time…let's see," she starts counting on her fingers after putting her gloves of aside, and then eventually looks up with a very serious expression as she announces, "I last ate…awhile ago! More than a little, more like a long while ago!"

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Kara nods. Boots go next, as the blonde tugs off one, then another. "Do you have any food allergies? Favorite foods?" Terra seems…weird enough that it seems safest not to assume.

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Terra looks at Kara, and likewise mimics with the boots, placing them by her gloves. "No, I'm a Champion! I can fathom anything, I can consume anything, I am totally amazing!" Terra brags to Kara, flexing her muscles, even though that totally doesn't relate to food at all, "see?" Asked about her favorite foods, Terra's eyes lightup, "Tulipoloids!" She exclaims in excitment, shocked at the thought they might be available, after all it's a strictly Stratan diet…wait…was she supposed not to divulge it at all?

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"Ummm…I have /no/ idea what that is. Closest term would be tulips, and those are flowers." She considers. Peanut butter's a bad test; lots of people have peanut allergies. She moves out to the kitchen, motioning Terra to follow. "Unfortunately, my food's a lot of junk food…" Kryptonians, with their power to eat whatever they like. She rummages around, and comes up with a can of soda, and a hot dog. Hot dog is held gently in her fingers, while she heat-visions it up to temp, then puts it on a bun, and that on a saucer. "Sorry, I'm not much the homemaker type." She offers saucer and can over.

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Terra merrily follows along Kara, looking with amazement at this human architecture. When Terra sees Kara use her heat vision to heat up the hot dog she gasps, "you have laser vision! That's awesome!" She squints a few times, nothing happens, "guess I don't…that's a bummer. I could really use a laser vision!" She then reaches for the hotdog and proves that Kryptonian aren't the only guiltless eater, when she stuffs it into her mouth entirely, sturggling to chew it while her cheeks puff out.

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Kara chuckles. "Kryptonians have sort of a long list of superpowers. I—" BLINK. "Uhh, Atlee? You don't have to eat it all in one bite. There's more, if you're still hungry." Heck, if the poor girl IS that hungry, she'd better get to making more.

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Atlee gives Kara an intense look of someone undertaking a strenous challenge, struggling through her chewing, and though it takes some time, she eventually manages to over come this obstacle of delicious hot-dogginess, and raises her arm in triumph, "the Champion Can Conquer All!" She exclaims, before finally catching on to what Kara was saying to her, "I don't have to eat it in one bite? So…how do you do it?"

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