ichoosefight: (🌹 a shadow in the night)
Stephanie Brown ([personal profile] ichoosefight) wrote in [community profile] rekindleme2013-08-16 09:48 pm

We're not the ones with the big guns, some kind of shiny secret weapons

Who: Batgirl and Miss Martian
Where: One of many rooftops
When: Late night
Summary: Miss Martian comes bearing gifts
Warnings: None

Since her arrival in Saeng Seong patrolling had become less like a job for Steph and far more like a hobby. There wasn't a whole ton of crime to be stopped, nobody manning a computer giving orders through the com link in her cowl, no overzealous police officers to avoid, no realy cute detectives to flirt with...

But none of that really mattered. She knew it was a total cliche, but when she was up in the sky like this she felt alive in a way she just couldn't down at street level. So it got a little boring. She had plenty of time to work on her flips and handsprings, and she needed the fresh air and exercise. The costume was both some small defense against falling and breaking her neck, and a comfort. She was Batgirl (which, by the way, was still really freaking cool), and Batgirl ruled the rooftops.

She wasn't really expecting company, but then, the only company she tended to run into up here were all friendlies. She didn't make herself difficult to find.
littlewhitelies: (Grin)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-17 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
While she's keeping half her attention on the streets below, keeping at least one eye out for trouble, that's not M'gann's focus tonight. No, tonight she is finally on a mission, one of utmost importance! Or at least one that she's equal parts excited and nervous about. As she flies, M'gann keeps a careful grip on the metal tupperware that contains some precious cargo for her, and the person she's hoping to find.

And, as it turns out, that person isn't too far away. Her face lights up when she spots a familiar caped figure, and M'gann dives towards the roofs. "Batgirl, hang on a second! I've been looking for you." Oh, she's in full on grins now, as she pulls up and has the container held out as an offering of sorts.
littlewhitelies: (Show some confidence)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-18 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, actually," Okay, okay. Deep breath; she rehearsed this beforehand, now she just needs to actually go through with her little speech. "I wanted to give you this. Seeing as you've been working really hard at things, and I thought it would be a good pick-me-up! And sugar boost."

And as she says that, a little telekinetic nudge pries the lid off as M'gann holds the container forward. And presents a full set of sugar and frosted cookies...Specially bat-emblem shaped. It took some work to form a cookie cutter into the right shape, but she looks well proud of what she's accomplished. (And...She may have discreetly taste tested one or two, back at her apartment before setting out.)
littlewhitelies: (She can unscrew the stars)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-19 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah! I wanted to try this recipe out and...I thought you might like it? It looks like you do." She hazards guessing that, taking a seat as well...And then telekinetically snagging a cookie of her own from the tray, to slowly nurse and enjoy. M'gann kicks her feet out again, letting them dangle over the empty street as she grins.

"There's some nice treats here, but nothing quite like what I could find back at home. I wanted to try making those, see how they turned out."
littlewhitelies: (Red X)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-20 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
At that, M'gann's smile turns a bit shy as she taps her head. "Actually, I made it. Sort of. I could find a bat-shaped cookie cutter easily enough; from there I just had to adjust it enough to make it look something more like your symbol. Or what I could remember of Batman's."

Not that it was too hard; the Dark Knight being one of the most iconic heroes broadcasted to Mars, after all. She knew that symbol almost by heart, if not quite as well as the S-shield...Or her Uncle J'onn's emblem, which she glanced down to look at on her own costume.
littlewhitelies: (Can be anything that she sees)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-21 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"If you happen to know anything about making good waffles," she offers, recalling that half processed thought she'd picked up from before. The next question gets her to float up a little more, as she nods out over the city and gives the skyline a smile.

"Good! It's not the same as home at all, but I'm getting by. Handshakes, that sort of thing...Maybe even a few hugs. And there's always a little crime fighting in the evening, though there's not a lot of it here, compared to other places." Read, Gotham. "I can manage, though...Even if it's a little different without the Team." Or a lot different, as the case may be.
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[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-21 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"You would? Great! I've been hearing about some sort of sparring-thing people are trying to get off the ground; that's actually one of the things that's felt weird, not doing each day. Black Canary used to be really diligent about training us each day in that." Another kick with her feet, stretching them out into the air as she tests the muscles.

M'gann glances at the tray for a moment, wondering if she should bring up that she made some cookies for 'Red Batgirl' (as M'gann has started to call her, internally) as well. But, quick enough, she decides not to pursue that thought beyond nodding in agreement.

"...Might be good to get back to that, actually. When I meet Black Canary again, I don't...You know, don't want to disappoint her?" She'd already done that once, before. Slacking off from practice wasn't something M'gann wanted to add to her list.
littlewhitelies: (Hmm??)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-21 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"The...Titans?" She sounds genuinely confused, looking back to make sure she heard that correctly. (And maybe even making some minute shifts to her ears to make sure they're working properly.) "I've never heard of them, but I guess it's possible she might be?"

There's still plenty of things about the League and the heroing world at large that she doesn't know about, after all.
littlewhitelies: (Careful)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-22 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
M'gann shakes her head again, now looking REALLY bewildered.

"Robin and Kid Flash are on the team, yeah. Along with Aqualad, Artemis, and Superboy...Oh! And Zatanna, too; she's sort of a new member, but she's still part of the team." She's babbling now, M'gann knows, and tries to bring her words back on track. "And we are all teens...I just never heard 'Titans' on the end of that. I mean, if you're talking about my team?"

She points to herself as she says that, complete with index finger and half nibbled cookie in her hand.
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[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-23 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"...That doesn't sound right for me, either. You're older than the Zatanna I know." She probably should have really, consciously realized this possibility of different worlds, given the conversation between M'gann, Batgirl Blonde and Batgirl Red. M'gann shakes her head, just reminding herself that alternate dimensions and worlds ARE supposed to be A Thing heroes deal with; she's pretty sure her uncle J'onn has encountered more than a few during his time as the Martian Manhunter.

"Right; hello, Megan. Should've remembered the whole 'different worlds' possibility." She speaks out loud, leaving her cookie floating in the air as she smacks her palm against her forehead.
littlewhitelies: (Ears alert)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-23 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"It's okay...Though I'm not too surprised that your Batman has files on everyone." Really, not too surprised at all; it stands to reason her own world's Dark Knight would have information like that...Though she finds herself hoping that file isn't fully complete. It shouldn't be complete, either, with how carefully she's tried to hide and mask that facet of herself.

M'gann finds herself snatching that cookies back out of the air, and nibbling at it again to keep any nervous jitters out of her stomach. "What...Did you read?" She's not fully sure she WANTS to know the answer to that, but there it is out in the open anyway.
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[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-23 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Robin?" She blinks in surprise, glancing over at Batgirl, before shaking her head and giving a nervous laugh. "Sorry...I guess I'm used to Robin being thirteen, a boy, and black haired. Though a girl Robin sounds neat, too."

Her voice switches to sincerity on the last, and M'gann relaxes a little. So there doesn't appear to be anything about her...Or an alternate version of her, at least. That's a relief; she can even start tasting the sugar in the cookie now, and lets her toes curl in the empty air.
littlewhitelies: (Flight)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-23 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
That laugh gets swallowed fast when M'gann sees that reaction. That was the last thing she wanted to cause, and she sputters on some cookie crumbs as she tries to figure out something to say.

"Y-yeah, but," something to say WITHOUT tripping over every word, ideally. "But you're...You're doing fine now, right? I mean, look at you! Taking care of crime like it's not problem...Not that it is with you or anything." She's about ready to just try frantically gesturing, and only just manages to instead push herself off the edge of the building so she can float in front of Batgirl, trying to give her the most earnest look possible.
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[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-24 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"It's nice; dark colors can be really pretty." To drive the point home, she gestures to her own stealth suit...And even gives the elbow and knee patches a slight tweak, to give them a purple tinge as well.

With that initial jolt of panic gone, she manages to float a little easier in the air...And is left wondering if she should try a change in conversation. Or at least bring up something else to keep it on a more even keel, when it comes to talking about mentors and names.

"I didn't...Completely follow in my uncle's footsteps either, I guess. At least not when it comes to names; though Uncle J'onn did help me with figuring out a costume." She lets her own cape float in the wind as she says that. Maybe it isn't a perfect mirror, but she did pull a lot of inspiration from him.
littlewhitelies: (Bewildered)

1/3

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-24 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wh-what?" It's a wonder she doesn't drop straight out of the sky, with how much that question shocks all her focus out of her. M'gann DOES drop a few feet before she can gather her thoughts again.
littlewhitelies: (Find them)

2/3

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-24 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Words, however, take longer for her to pull together and manage; at first, all she can do is stare in absolute confusion.
littlewhitelies: (Being herself)

3/3

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-24 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Before she FINALLY manages to speak.

"Of…Of course I'm his niece. He's my uncle through my mother. I know he has…Four hundred other nieces on Mars, but we are related." It's one of the few things about her family that she can be proud of, after all. M'gann hugs at her arms as she speaks, scared of what she needs to ask now.

"Why did you ask?"
littlewhitelies: (Might be...)

[personal profile] littlewhitelies 2013-08-25 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Well...Well things are different where I'm from." She wants to point to her own green skin to drive that point home, but her hands freeze up on even attempting that lie.

"But...Thank you for not saying anything? Until now, I mean. Thanks, though." But at the same time it's hard to quash that nervous feeling fluttering around in her stomach and chest. What ELSE did she read from that file? There's the temptation to reach out with her thoughts and try scanning, to find out for herself.