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[lar]

guys

guys do you know how is like, to be totally immune to everything? like nothing ever reaches you. no sickness and no disease and no bombs and no nothing, really

well i kind of am like that but i think i overdid it a bit with the missiles. not complaining about that but i don't remember ever feeling as bad as i do right now. the pain, you guys.

so how are things out there? i'm basically stuck in my room for a few more days before i feel more like myself, but i kind of hope all the effort everyone did was not for naught. everyone alright?

oh and

guys?

can someone get me something to eat?

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[skort]

What do you want to eat?

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[lar]

[ If it wasn't for the fact that she feels like crap, Ella would be all fuzzy inside. ]

you're the one being totally awesome, so you pick and i'll just be a nice little ella and eat

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[skort]

I don't really know where to get good food around here yet.

[ with the virus and then the bombs, she's been staying away from most food. ah, the joys of not actually having to actually eat. ]

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[lar]

then don't worry about it, kara. seriously

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[skort]

Are you sure? If I can, I want to help.

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[lar]

you're always welcomed to drop by and talk with me, if you want to

permatext

[skort]

Okay! Where are you staying?

permatext for like another comment. Like a boss

[lar]

unit 809

no need to knock btw

shhhhh i'm tired my head is not all here rn

[skort]

Is your window unlocked by any chance?

/pats

[lar]

indeed it is

[skort]

Oh, good. Be right over.

[ and she is totally coming in through the window because doors are for people who aren't superheroes. ]

action!

[lar]

Oh no. I'm not allowing this.

[ She passes a hand over her eyes. ]

You're not allowed to be so awesome and pretty while I'm like this.

[ And she rolls away. ]

[skort]

[ that makes her stumble as she climbs into the window. ]

I--what?

[ she looks down at herself and is thoroughly confused because a shirt and jeans =/ pretty in her mind. ]

Did you hit your head?

[lar]

[ Still not facing her, and sounding a bit miserable. ]

You're all blonde and flying and stuff and I'm...well, down here.

[ A beat, and she peeks from under her arm. ]

Okay, that sounded pretty idiotic.

[skort]

[ kara smiles a little sheepishly and perches on the edge of the bed. ]

It's not that bad. And if it's any consolation, I don't like being blonde all that much.

[ some days, anyways. ]

[lar]

Flattery will take you nowhere. [ But she turns around so she can face her, so there's that. ] I've never been hungover but I think this is much, much worse.

[ Ella weakly props herself on her elbows. ]

Why, don't you usually have more fun? I'd like to be blonde sometimes.

[skort]

I don't know, I hear hangovers are pretty awful. [ kara is so grateful she will never be able to experience one.

at the question, she shrugs and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear. ]

I look a lot like my mom. Sometimes it's a pain.

[lar]

Let us revel in the fact neither of us has suffered one so far. [ It was easy to tell Kara hadn't, and if the whole "super" thing wasn't enough of an evidence, the fact she didn't look like a crazy party girl certainly did.

But Ella had been wrong before. ]

In the "aw, how cute!" sort of way or the creepy "you could be sisters" sort of way?

[skort]

[ if only ella knew. kara can get pretty crazy party girl when she's comfortable and feels like dancing. ]

She looked a little too old to be my sister, but it was definitely more the creepy way than the cute way.

[lar]

[ Ella would demand that side of her. Eventually. ]

So...creepy uncles? Me and my mom don't really look like we're related. Actually that applies to my whole family, and I know for certain I'm not adopted.

[ Just...God, you know? ]

[skort]

[ this is clearly a thing that needs to happen at some point. ]

That could come in handy. Especially if they ever do anything to make you want to act like you don't know them.

[lar]

[ Too bad Ella's awesome powers don't include making people drunk...although it could be worked around.

Clearly Ella was up to her destiny.

She shrugs a little. ]

They actually act like that, considering they don't remember me.

[skort]

Oh. [ whoops. ] Sorry.

[ and now kara desperately hopes she didn't just shove this conversation into terribly awkward territory. ]

[lar]

It's okay. [ She doesn't sound okay though! ]

You really didn't need to know that. I am sorry.

[skort]

Do you... [ oh god how do you navigate conversations like this with someone you hardly know ] Do you want to talk about it or something?