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Felicity Smoak ([personal profile] justanitgirl) wrote in [community profile] duskofthegods_logs2018-03-07 09:37 pm

I fail at wit

Who: Felicity [personal profile] justanitgirl and everyone and anyone
What: Month post, one specifically for Peter
When: Through March
Where: Felicity's temple and around town
Warnings: None


A.
(For Peter)

It's been a bit since Spiderman had been staying with her and Oliver. Since his arrival, he hadn't ever taken off the mask. At least, not in front of them. So he'd been wandering around in his mask and whatever he was normally wearing. It was actually kind of cute, in a nieve yet determined sort of way. It's not like she doesn't get it, but she also knows it's silly. He can't keep this up. Still, she can't help but tease him about it.

"Are you going to wear that forever here?"



B.
(Open)

She was still working on some of the finishing touches in the technology temple. It really amazed her how things changed as different people took over. When the last person was here it had been a mechanic's shop, but now that she'd taken it over there were fiberoptics and computer tech all over. She hadn't even really done much.

The man wandering around and checking the tech seemed stressed out but focused. Working with her rather than waiting for her orders. Something she appreciated. She still wasn't comfortable being looked at as a god. More then anything, she preferred being looked at as someone there to help.

While he worked on the inside, she examined a tablet, looking over her documents to see what needed to be done. Between both her temples she was sure she could expedite things.


C.
(Open)

The housing thing is actually going pretty well, and Felicity is right there helping. It's something she feels strongly about, she doesn't want people just existing on the street like she did.
notdreaming: stare, neutral, sad (Default)

[personal profile] notdreaming 2018-03-12 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately the situation is obvious enough that it doesn't take much doing to get help. The woman who went and retrieved Felicity, satisfied that she remembered properly the two being friends, helps as much as she can.

It takes a good hour or two for Kara to build up enough radiation to start to wake up, groaning miserably.

"What happened... where am I?" She sits up, trying to get her eyes to focus on something besides the bright light of the sunlamps. Everything looks sort of... green.

But before the details start to come into focus Kara's stomach grumbles. She presses a palm to it, half-hoping she can confuse her body into thinking it's full.

"Rao, I'm so hungry..."
notdreaming: stare, neutral, sad (am I dreaming?)

[personal profile] notdreaming 2018-03-20 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Huh?" She doesn't recognize the voice for a moment, speaking Kryptonian as it seems to be. Then her vision stabilizes and she can actually make out the face of the young woman speaking.

She is very, very confused. But there are sandwiches, and while the contents are totally unfamiliar it smells like food. Rather than address any of the many strange things happening right now she digs in. She waits several bites to pause.

"You're... Felicity, right?"
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[personal profile] notdreaming 2018-03-25 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"They are?"

She's trying to follow all of the threads of knowledge coming at her now that she can understand... everyone in the city. She decides to discard everything in favor of figuring out what Felicity is telling her now.

"A Kara from a different Earth? It sounds to me like you're speaking Kryptonian now, but Kal-El told me he and I are the only survivors, so that can't be possible."