12546/And my mother is going to try and feed you.

And my mother is going to try and feed you.
Date of Scene:	22 August 2022
Location:	Behind the Library - Happy Harbor High School
Synopsis:	Two rebels meet up behind the Happy Harbor High School library! But only during lunch hour and for some eclairs & awkward kisses. Kamala invites Viv to come visit her place heedless of any tidying up this may require her to do. And they plan some martial arts training sessions.
Cast of Characters:	Vivian Vision, Kamala Khan

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Vivian Vision has posed:
It's not really a secret as such, more of a rumour that's not widely known about, but students in the know sometimes sneak behind the library to hang out. But for two students who rarely get in trouble it's practically sneaking off to a bar.

Except it's quiet, no-one is checking IDs and no-one is drinking alcohol. Well not today anyway.

Vivian has taken basic steps to make the area little more comfortable by putting a blanket on the low stone wall used as seating. And by bringing a little cool bag filled with snacks and fruit juice.

She's dressed for school, being one of the few students who always wears her uniform even outside special occasions, and occasionally glances at the door to the Library proper as if expecting someone to burst out and go 'Shhhhhh!' at her.

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala has heard rumors of this hide away where the cool kids in school often congregate, but she never suspect she'd be invited out there! And on a normal day, she probably wouldn't.. since Vivian certainly isn't one of the behind the library regulars. Suffice that she's giddy about it as she finishes up English class and hurries over towards the library for break..

She's also dressed in her uniform, Abu didn't pay good money for them for her to NOT wear them, but she's also got her books in a Captain Marvel backpack fit snug against her shoulders. Hair pulled back, she's even got on a little makeup! Which she almost never wears at school... someone's trying harder!

Her head finally pokes around the corner and her face lights up when she sees Vivian. She even jogs the last few steps to the Synthezoid student, "Heeeey..." All the little details of seating and food stuffs do not go unnoticed, "Awww... wait, is this stuff always out here?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision breaks into a grin when Kamala comes around the corner and motions for her to come over. "I would hope not," she says solemnly. "As it would mean people are taking things from my room." There's a little wink. "I thought I'd make things a little nicer for us. Prevent unnecessary dirt on our uniforms."

She hasn't added make-up to her look but still has her nails painted from the weekend. Having taken great care not to accidentally phase it off.

"And hey yourself. How has your day been? I hope well?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
"The underbelly of society, creeping into your room late at night... for juice boxes." Kamala slides her backpack off and sets it down a little out of the way, then leans in to give Vivian a hug, "Too thoughtful." She muses with a big silly grin.

Her shoulders slack into a shrug, "First day back blues. I already miss summer, but my classes aren't too bad. My English teacher is pretty awesome.. So that's a nice change. It is only the first day, though. We'll see how the rest of the week goes."

Which leads pretty effortlessly into hoping up beside Vivian on the blanket covered stone divide. "BUT, I'm a lot better now. I've wanted to see you all day."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Which would actually be quite the feat," Vivian admits. "Because I don't need to sleep. So they'd have to steal them while I was observing them." She frowns. "Which is still possible but would likely require magic or size change technology."

She returns the hug and motions for Kamala to sit beside her.

"Thankfully they seem to pay for good teachers here. From searching online I know that many schools are just not providing the same standard of education. But then again none of those schools have a SHIELD association like ours does."

"I missed you too." She blushes a little. "And I have a perfect recall of everything which has happened to me.."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"I can picture it now... You're sitting in your room reading one of my awesome adventure stories, I'm picturing an Incredible Hulk long t-shirt, but you can sleep in whatever you want... when, from a window, the dastardly villain immerges. Fueled by his desire for fruit juices, he beset upon the haven of those delicious treats to bring them home to his evil hideout where he'll feast for a decade! He is... Millimeter-Man! All the powers of a regular man... only he's this-" Fingers just barely apart, through which she peers at Vivian with a grin, "-big."

Kamala does take that seat and scoots closer.

"Mmm.. yeah, I went to public school in Jersey. The only thing you learn there is how much public schools in Jersey suck. This is a pretty awesome change of pace."

Much the same as hearing such things about her.. brightening her cheeks, she bumps her shoulder against Vivian, "Well then my plan is working." She tries, so very hard, to sound confident, but happy comes pretty easily.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"It is probably less narratively appropriate for the story," Vivian says, her brow furrowing with thought. "But as I don't sleep I just sit quietly reading in my usual casual clothing. I don't think I own any garments specifically intended for rest."

She shrugs. "I would not be shocked if there was actually an Ant-Man foe just like that. There are so many odd theme villains in the world..."

Trying to make it as casual as possible Viv lifts her arm and moves to rest it on the other side of Kamala. Her head tilts a little, as if checking to make sure she's not being too forward.

"I am curious about this plan," she teases. "Please do elaborate on the next stages."

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala doesn't even skip a beat in responding. When Vivian's arm comes down around her shoulders, she scoots in closer and lays her cheek down against the inside curve of her shoulder. Her cheeks redden, yes.. and she definitely catches a little palpitation of excitement, but she definitely doesn't seem bothered! "Narratively speaking, it's better if you're in rest wear." Why, exactly, is anyones guess.

She must be joking, however. By the grin when she glances up at Viv.

"I'm sure there is, but his only desire is FRUIT JUICES... which is why he's specifically targetted your dorm room. To get at the delicious snacks you've kept hidden." One of which she reaches out for and tosses in her mouth very theatrically.

"Mmm... well, it's a plan in flux, but here's how it goes in my head:

"We have a pretty incredible first date at the zoo.. with a surprise first kiss. Which was great by the way.. then we spend time between classes hanging out.. probably kiss some more... and, eventually, probably.. maaaybe.. one day.. depending on your opinions of these sorts of things, mind... you ask me to be your girlfriend."

Her lips tuck together in at hin line. "Maybe. Like I wouldn't be upset if that's not your thing..." She's rambling.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Ahhh," Vivian says with a nod. As if she finally understood. "It's easier to flirt that way." It is certainly /a/ reason. Probably the one most likely to make Kamala blush even more.

"To be honest I would probably just allow the theft to take place. Juice does not seem like a good enough reason to fight someone. And the collateral damage to the room would cost more than just buying more juice." It seems Vivs idea of logic isn't exactly ideal for the narrative either!

"The plan seems to be following events very closely," she muses. "I think.. I am curious how you define a girlfriend and what it involves? By some definitions people might say that's what we are already. And other people might not consider two people to be dating unless they're getting.. how to put it... more involved?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
Well that's pretty successful! Kamala definitely blushes in response, "... well yeah.." She murmurs under her breath and glances around to see if, even if she knows they hadn't, anyone noticed her admit it. "Plus I think you'd look cute in a long t-shirt. This is my story okay..." Her hand swats very playfully against Vivian's flank.

Then stays there. "Okay, but what if he's using the fruit juice to power his fruit juice shooter? See, he's so small, he can extract the sugar from the juice and create a serum that makes him super fast.. now he's this-" Fingers, of her other hand, held just to the same size, "-big and also really really fast."

"But he crashes hard two hours later."

"Such is villainy..."

And talk of relationships, "I don't really know the proper definition of these things anymore. I guess some people would say we are, probably, but I'm not really worried about what they would say. ... I guess really I just, like if you wanted to of course, want to hear you say it. That's what would be part of my p-" Then the last part. Her lips press together and she takes a breath and blows it out slowly, "How involved? Are you meaning, like.. ya know.."

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision blinks a few times, then nods. "I probably would have picked She-Hulk," she notes. "Oh, well in that case I can simply do a broad sweep of the room with microwaves. Having such a small surface area means anything which heats him up will be devastating. And given there is a known target I don't even have to aim at him directly, so his high speed is largely useless."

It's not entirely clear if she's quite got the mental excercise down yet. But she's at least trying?

"Well, I would certainly be interested in spending more time with you. And seeing if we wish to make things official? I like spending time with you and do not wish to ruin things by rushing but at the same time taking too long also seems like it would be unwise too."

She gives Kamala a little squeeze with the arm round her. "Yes, that was my intended meaning. To clarify specifically in the 'at some point when both parties are ready' sense."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Well that's where being so tiny comes into play... he has a huge arsenal of very effective, if also very tiny, equipment specifically tailored to protect him from just that kind of eventuality. In this case... and he wears a themble as a helmet." Kamala bobs her head in a nod, grinning just a little as the embarrassment begins to fade.

For them to get right back into that territory.

Though she weathers it with much less embarrassment this time, "Well yeah, this is a long term plan, of course. Longish term... you know what I mean." She hasn't moved her hand and even squeezes against Vivian's side. Comfortable against her, at the very least.

"I... well yeah." She turns her head to kiss Vivian's shoulder. "I would say I haven't given it much thought, but I have.. and I know how quickly you think about things, so I'm sure you have too. I don't know that I'm ready, not yet.. anyways." She lifts her chin and runs a finger to turn Viv to face her, "But I definitely feel a connection and all these feelings." She leans forward and gives her soft little kiss.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"If you microwave metal it gets hot and sparks," Vivian points out. Scientifically accurate and something Kamala will know if she's microwaved potatoes with forks in them before. "So a thimble could be counter-productive. But size changers do often carry a lot of gadgets. From what I gather some even carry entire buildings around.."

She nods in agreement, then allows her head to be turned by Kamala's finger.

"We shall see how things go then," she murmurs. "And if things keep feeling right I will take this as prior consent to ask." The kiss is returned, she breaks from it just long enough to say "I see we are starting on the more kissing step." before leaning in for a quick follow up kiss.

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Unless wearing the thimble would be a counter to someone who knows that it will create sparks and, through his very small brained logic, discourage them from using heat based attacks..." Kamala knows she's reaching here, but she's doing so with a bemused, almost endearing grin. Turning the adorable smile up to nine thousand.

Because there's kisses to engage in.

And conversation.

"You have prior consent." She says definitively, "I have a pretty good feeling though.. about this. Us, I guess. When someone effortlessly makes you happy and comfortable, that's something to hold onto." Which she does, wrapping her arms the synthezoid, she grins at the words between kisses, then leans into the followup.

"Well, we did say it was for science."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"So in a way," Vivian teases. "You really just asked me out and are waiting for my response."

Her free arm reaches up to rest on Kamala's hip while her arm around her shoulders pulls her in closer. Or would do if Kamala wasn't already leaning in.

One of the key features of science experiments is they must be repeatable! So perhaps Kamala will be expecting it when Viv attempts to turn her follow up into a full on make-out session. Several prolonged kisses with little gaps for air. Even mid-kiss her powers allow her to talk. "I hope this was not too forward of me."

Kamala Khan has posed:
Specifically speaking, that's probably true, but it's clear by her initial intention to deny it that Kamala hadn't really intended it that way... But then she's swept up into full turning to face Vivian and being gently pulled in the direction she was going anyways.

Her hands, having been on Viv's side, slide around beneath her arms and rest between her shoulders. Awkwardly engaging in full on makeout with all the excitement she lacks in, specific, experience. Even the prolonged ones, she's feeling a fluttering in her chest born all of excitement.

This is new ground.

But unlike Vivian, she has to break to speak.. and does so to answer two questions, "No, it's not too forward..." That's said quiet, but the second is even more so, "I guess I was, yeah.."

Vivian Vision has posed:
All throughout the kissing Vivian seems to be paying a great deal of attention. No closed eyes for her. Her enhanced senses providing information she can use to refine her technique. Which is perhaps a little unfair to Kamala who has to guess if what she's trying is working.

But it also means her kissing improves remarkably quickly. So there's at least a silver lining.

She pauses and grins. "I'm happy to know you feel that way," she informs. "I believe I do now understand that fluttering sensation you mentioned."

Kamala Khan has posed:
The benefits of continued experience is Kamala will get more of it. The better Vivian becomes, through her cheating tactics, the better (we can hope) shall Kammie. But there's no doubt she's noticing the difference. "Did you practice on a coke bottle or something?" She says between each little peck and prolonged session, because she's not thinking about it sixth dimensionally.

She runs her hands up and down the backs of Vivian's shoulders and rubs the side of her nose against the synthezoids. Her eyes aren't closed right now, but they have been... it's an important fact.

"Yeah?" She asks quietly, grin flickering onto her face. "I've got them right now... and my feet are tingling. Either that's a really good thing or I'm having a stroke."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I just remember every thing I did up until now which you enjoyed," Vivian explains matter-of-factly. "And can then map that into a three dimensional model." Her lashes flutter shyly. "I had hoped if you enjoyed the experience we would kiss even more."

She can't help but glance down at Kamala's feet when she mentions a tingling. "If you can smell toast that does not actually indicate a stroke. Just that someone is cooking bread." She turns slightly as if she's about to reach down and give Kamala's foot a squeeze to make sure it's okay.

"If you wish to take a break for refreshments that would be acceptable? I had made some chocolate eclairs for you."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Oh..." Kamala clears her throat at Vivian's far more Vivian like answer, "Oh, yeah. Me too.. I made a three dimensional model thingy with my.. memories." Her brow furrows, grin curling upwards every so slowly, "And I definitely didn't kiss a coke bottle, that's insane."

At the first indication of Viv reaching for her feet, Kammie curls her toes... but then lifts it up towards her hand. "I don't smell any toast... is it bad if I don't smell toast when someone's cooking bread?" She knows there's no toast, of course.

She doesn't pull away from Viv at all, however. Not even at the mention of eclairs, though she is looking around for them, "You made me some eclairs?" There's no reason she should be surprised, and in reality she's not. It's more of a awww really sound in her voice than actual questioning. "Well, I was going to say we didn't need to pause, but chocolate is involved... maybe just one?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
"That's good," Vivian chimes in. Giving a little wink. "I would hate to have to feel jealus of a plastic bottle."

She gives Kamala's lower leg a squeeze, then moves to repeat the squeezing on her foot. "No pain or discomfort?" Her head tilts to one side. "If you can't smell toast when someone is cooking bread you probably have a cold."

She motions towards the cool box by the side of the wall. "It's easy enough to make them. Choux pastry, filled with some cream and topped with chocolate. The most difficult part is getting them to rise enough to fill them."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Nope, no reason for plastic bottle jealousy, not at all. These lips is all yours." Kamala assures her, then reddens a little, "Anyhow... toast. About that toast."

She glances down at her leg and shakes her head, "No, just tingling.. but it's passed now, I think. Mostly.." Her toes wiggle in her shoes, head bobbing slowly in the affirmative. Eyes on the inspecting hand. "I rarely get colds. Sniffles for a day, then it's over."

Glancing from the hand over to Vivian with a curling grin growing wider on her face, "You say that, but I could burn boiling water." She does reach out for the cooler to pull closer and glance down inside for one of the treats, which she grabs with a flash in her eyes. "Ohhhh yeeah."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"All mine hmmm?" Vivian repeats with a grin. "I'll remember that next time I want to kiss you."

Teasing over for now she looks back at Kamala's foot. "Would you like me to take a look and make sure there's nothing up?" Her head tilts slightly to one side. "I'm not a doctor but I can look up the symptoms of most medical conditions."

She has no comment about getting sick. As far as she knows Synthezoids don't get sick. Excepting weird things like a technovirus or malicious AI level software viruses.

"I can help teach you to cook things if you'd like? And if you're not enjoying the cooking process itself you can just taste test things and lick the bowl clean."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Well, open invitation, anytime you want a kiss." Kamala actually blushes, because that's about as overtly flirty and forward as she's been. With her small little grin and eyes looking down at the eclair clutched in her fingers.

Her toes do wiggle, "Mmm.. I think it was just tension, but if you think it's something more... absolutely you can take a look." Gaze shifting back to Viv with her head tilting a little, "Unless you're looking for an excuse to see my legs.." She's trying, at least?

"Honestly, I think it's safer if I just taste test and watch you cook. For everyone. Both the kitchen and anyone who might eat whatever abomination I manage to create like some Lovecraftian monster... Why is that grilled cheese hissing?!"

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Probably best if I excercise a /little/ restraint," Viv says earnestly. "Otherwise I'll be using my powers to sneak into class for a kiss..."

She looks between Kamala's leg and her face, then back to her leg again. "You caught me. I was indeed trying to get a sneak peek before your next modelling appointment." She grins. "If you think you're okay.. Just stop by the nurses office if it keeps happening."

"You wouldn't believe how tricky it is cooking when you don't taste things like a Human does. I have to guess what seasoning to add. It's one of the reasons baking works so nicely for me. You can visually see the state of a dough and know if you need more flour or water."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Aside from the obvious complications that might cause to my education, I see no problem in this..." Kamala teases, even winking at Vivian. Her head returns to the synthezoids shoulder with a little sigh.

"I think I'm okay though... and I certainly don't mind you playing doctor. I trust your ability to find the information you need on human anatomy. If something was wrong, you'd let me know." Most people wouldn't see her grin, given the angle she's got her head laid and the direction her face is pointed, obviously that doesn't apply to Viv. "Nor you taking a peek.."

"Then I suppose you've got your personal cooking taster, so long as there's no infidel meat in it... Ugh.. but I'd love some bacon. I don't know if it tastes as good as it smells, but it smells so good..." Shoulders slump, she breaths out a dramatic breath of exasperation. "Alas."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"People might think you were making out with a ghost in the middle of class?" Vivian suggests. Instantly coming up with a problem and providing it without even pausing to think through the context. "Oh. Wait you meant.. I see."

"Your power might make it tricky. But I do have access to various superhero science resources. So I'm sure I'd be able to figure it out." Between GIRL, The Avengers and the Titans there should be something suitable. And that's not even factoring in HHHS's likely SHIELD level nurses office.

When Kamala suggests about peeking her mouth forms an O of surprise and she is, for once, without a response.

A little time passes and she shakes her head. "Oh. Well it's possible to make bacon using turkey. There are also vegan options or bacons made with meats like lamb. It's really just fatty salted meat. I'm sure we can find you something suitable as a replacement."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Which, if we're being perfectly honest, most people wouldn't be that surprised by that from me.. I tend to space out a lot and then snap back from whatever I was thinking about with elaborate, odd details to whatever story was playing out in my head... you ever watched Scrubs?" Kamala blinks a few times and furrows her brow at the other girl and her O face.

Then the mechanisms all click.

And her eyes go wide as saucers, "At my legs.. I mean... at my legs. I'm going to sit here and be mortified now, kay."

Both hands come up to cover her face. "Kamala Khan isn't here right now, she's in mortified land." It's several long moments of this, until all these bacon substitutes are suggested. Her fingers spread to peer at Vivian with one eye, "It's the forbiddenness of bacon that I crave, I think. That and the delicious aroma of sizzling fat.. so I guess one of the substitutes would suffice."

Fingers closed. "Back to mortified land."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I am not an expert on creative writing," Vivian starts. "But I do not think it generally involves quite so much use of the tongue." Her eyes close for a moment. "Ah yes I have just watched it all now. Where your imagination over-writes the world with musical numbers or comedic mishaps."

"Oh. Your legs I see. That does make sense. Yes."

She leans in and plants a kiss on Kamala's forehead. "Lamb would work ideally then. It's possible to get a nice layer of fat to fry. Although it's not exactly healthy... We should probably plan some kind of hero training in to burn the calories off. Martial arts lessons perhaps?" She nods towards the cool box. "Perhaps the eclairs will tempt you back from Mortified land?"

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Where I have sudden flights of imagination where entire movies play out.. then I come back and explain it in summary to people who had no previous knowledge of what I'm talking about." Kamala says with a laugh, from behind her hand. Possibly disspelling the notion that she's entirely mortified.. though there was a moment there. "Yes, not quite as much tongue.. with ghosts. I don't mind, but classmates might have some very specific nicknames for me."

"Yes, my leg..." Her hand lowers a little, returning to half wrap around Vivian's back.

"Mmm... maybe... eclairs are known for their temptation qualities." She muses, thoughtfully considering the one she'd already taken a bite from with a raised brow. After another bite, she lays her head back on Vivian's shoulder. "I definitely need some combat training. I just do things when I'm fighting crime, and it doesn't look at all cool or effortless as other people."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I tried write my own fanfic over night," Vivian admits shyly. "I don't think it's very good though and.. it's probably a little too.. uhm.. forward. But I did fade the story out before it got too far. A bit like how originally novels would come out chapter by chapter in a newspaper or collection of stories."

She very gently pats her hand on the side of Kamala's thigh. "They're very nice legs."

"I was getting hand to hand combat lessons from Captain America but I don't know if that will continue now he's split up with Janet. As she was the one who asked him to teach me." A shrug. "I don't think it matters how good someone looks in a fight. Providing the badguy gets defeated and no-one else gets hurt. Those are the important bits and anyone who says looking 'cool' is important is likely a dangerous liability."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"You did?" Kamala brightens at that admission, "Can I reeeaaa- oh..." She makes that same O face Vivian had, "Well, I wouldn't mind reading it. Some of mine get a little romantic sometimes too. I try not to go too overboard, since my reference of knowledge is television, but..." She shrugs in a very demure, shy kind of way.

With her eyes following Vivian's pat to her thigh. The grin ghosts back onto her face, "You have too.." Such a lame thing to say in reply to that.. So lame Kamala.

"Ant-Man was going to teach me, but that was months and months ago... and Dr Pym was kind of showing me ways I could use my powers to defend myself." She murmurs with her lips pursing, "I use to get hurt a lot when I'd try to fight badguys. Not really bad, but I didn't know what I was doing. I've gotten better, but I also don't fight super alien invaders or giant mechasaurus like the Titans. Just muggers.. mostly."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"It's about a superhero infiltrating an art retreat where a villain is hiding out," Vivian explains, blushing. "But the only way she can get into the exclusive venue is as one of the art models." She giggles awkwardly. "Anyway I faded out at the end of the first 'chapter' with the heroine covered by a robe. Before anything you'd be embrassed to read happened."

She seems plenty embarrassed to be admitting she wrote it though..

"I'd say you have permission to peek back. But you've already seen me in a bathing suit. So it seems a little late."

"We can train together. Borrow the gym perhaps. I'd be happy to pass on everything I know."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Oh I see... So one part super hero, one part spy novel." Kamala knows why Vivian has gotten a little embarrassed, but she's grinning like a cat right now. Gingerly running her hand along the other girls abdomen, "Well that's a very clever heroine you've come up with. Confident too." She nods definitively and brushes her cheek over Viv's shoulder.

"I never made it far enough for you to see me in a bathing suit." She murmurs, "I embarrassingly flipped over a walkway before I ever got changed. Which is a shame, you'd have loved my full body coverall swimsuit my mother got me." That last part is dripping with sarcasm, clear that she, at least, does NOT love it.

She does love this idea though! "Oh, yeah, I'd like that. Aside from spending time with you, which is quickly becoming my favorite thing, it'll also help me not get my butt kicked.. So everyone wins."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Pretty much," Viv confirms with a nod. "It's probably not very original. But I was thinking the art teacher would be a femme fatale. And she tries to trick the heroine into revealling she's not a model by picking difficult poses. But the plan backfires and it begins a romance subplot."

For someone who only wrote one chapter she seems to have a pretty clear idea how the story plays out.

"Don't worry about it too much. The costume you were going to model is basically a bikini. Plus we won't have teachers around so could even do some more kissing.."

Her hand mirrors the caressing motion. "I've learnt a variety of martial arts striking attacks. Some throws and plenty of holds. Although most of the time when I'm out fighting villains I can just overpower them with strength or cheat with holograms."

Kamala Khan has posed:
It actually amuses Kamala a great deal, "You've thought about this... but I can't imagine a situation where you don't. I'd love to read it. I basically read every single Twilight book, don't judge me... they were poorly concealed behind a flimsy plot. This sounds way more interesting!"

As for her costume, now that has her blushing, "Nope, it'll just be the two of us." Which is meant to be comforting, since she'll be wearing just a little bit of clothing at all. "With kissing." Because she's pretty sure that's going to be a thing, "It's not too late for you to change your mind and have me wear, like, a chewbacca costume.." An shy snorting laugh follows, hand squeezing at Viv's side.

"I mostly rely on being very difficult to hit because I bend and wobble all over the place. I'm not really that strong, or fast, and my powers are kind of weirdly nonspecific. I barely know how to use them most of the time anyways."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I think about many things which are far less plausible," Vivian replies cheerfully. "I had made contingency plans for the transformation into giant monsters of every Zoo animal before our date. And then did background reading on them all so I could safely disable the animal without hurting it long term."

She nods. A moment later Kamala's phone will indicate she's received an email. Presumably containing the story.

"Change my mind hmm? Don't Wookies just wear a pair of belts?" She teases. "If that's what you'd prefer..."

"Evasion is important. Better not to be hit than it is to find out if your power will make you imagine to the damage. We can learn more about your power together too. I can make records and come up with some ways to test what you can do."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"I appreciate that about you. I make very elaborate plans, when I have time for it, but I'm kind of a seat of my pants kind of girl." Kamala admits, "I could probably learn a thing or two about temperance from you... think things through before I act and .. ya know, do my homework." Both actual homework and the study potential villains kind.

"I don't want to hurt anyone."

Her phone chirps and she glances over at the screen expecting a message from her mom, only to see a mail from Vivian. "Oooo something to read tonight! Thanks." With a big goofy smile and her head returning to Vivian's shoulder.

Just in time for a fit of coughing... "Not exactly what I meant!" Her palm slaps playfully at the synthezoids stomach. "That's a whole lot less than the Leia costume." She murmurs under her breath, but it sounds more comical than even remotely upset.

"I'd like that. You helping me get better.. maybe one day one of these endless number of teams will send me my Owl invitation to Hogwarts."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Sometimes you have to hurt people a little," Vivian says sadly. "Knock them out for their own good. Some people will keep going even past that point." She shrugs a little. "I've never really done homework. I just complete the assignment while everyone is packing up after class. Writing an essay takes me seconds."

She glances at Kamala's phone and adds "If it's bad you can tell me. Or if you find the subject material a little too. Much. I won't write more."

"I don't know if it's that much less if you discount the cloth tabbard-y bit. In terms of fabric coverage at least. I could calculate it to be sure? Although it's not really placed well to act as clothing.."

"I'm sure you'll find a team who appreciates your talents soon."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"I can also write an essay in seconds... well minutes. Usually a couple of them before it's due because I put it off until the day before." Kamala isn't proud, it's just the way things are. She sighs and shakes her head at the talk about Vivian's story.

"I would give you constructive criteque, but I'd never tell you that something is bad. That wouldn't encourage you to write more.. and I know you've got so much to say, that you don't say. Things that you keep locked up inside your brain.. writing can let you get some of it out. So, if it needs some improvements, I'll help you improve it!" She squeezes Viv and kisses her shoulder. "Nor will I say 'oh no, that's too racey."

She actually laughs, "I watched the whole first season of Game of Thrones. There's not a single frame in that show that didn't have a boob out." Her hand comes up, "or a ..." Wiggling her pinky. "So I think you'll be fine. Besides, it's you.. I can't imagine you writing anything that would make me uncomfortable. You would hvae already made me uncomfortable, if so."

Since they're discussing the actual amount of clothing difference there is between Wookie belt and Leia loincloth tabbard. "I'm still going to wear it. I was just teasing."

"You say that... but I have doubts."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"So long as you write them that's the key thing," Vivian re-assures. Putting things off isn't always a bad thing. So long as they get done! "Constructive critique would be welcomed. I've done a little creative writing for school. Just never without any sort of guidelines as to what the subject should be."

Of course Kamala might change her mind about her writing when she discovers the second chapter is provisionally titled 'You can leave your mask on'. But hey perhaps title writing is one of the things Viv will get feedback on and it'll get changed.

"That's a relief," she leans forward and with a teasing whisper adds. "I have to admit I am starting to look forward to the kissing part more because of the costume." And then her voice returns to normal volume. "Groups like the Titans generally just need to get to know someone before they sign them up. It is not like there is an essay component or interview process."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Lots of anxiety though. Sure, it gets done, but at what price Vivian? What price..." Kamala adopts a very dramatic tone, playfully clutching her fist to gently pound it on the concrete covered in a blanket beside her. Then she laughs and shakes her head, "You're right. I usually get pretty good grades on them too, but I read somewhere there's a corilation between procrastination in an increase of something something, doing stuff good. Big science words."

It is possible she will have some suggestions.

Perhaps some specific feelings.

Few of them will be bad though.

"So am I." she replies in a very whispery like tease. "I mean, the picture is going to look great too, but..." Very slow shrug, which stays shrugged at the mention of no essay component. "I'd wait to the last minute on that one too and I've always been pretty bad at interviews. I tried to get a job at one of the deli's back home, but a blew it when I started making weird popculture references answers to his questions. It wasn't a good look. Since he goes to Temple with my family."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I think I heard it said that perfectionists would rather not start something at all than to begin it and not do a good job," Vivian ponders. Digging up facts and quotes from her memory. "Something about the fear of failure being less if they never actually started it in the first place."

"Unless we get too distracted and I never draw it," she giggles. "But that'll be okay because we can just put the drawing off for another day. Try again every weekend until we succeed."

"All I did to join the Titans was turn up a few times and go on an adventure in space." She blinks. "Okay I guess that's not really the most accessable route to join a team now that I think about it..."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"I feel that in my soul..." Kamala says of all these facts Vivian has just pulled from the net. Brow furrowing as it washes over her, "... I mean you know that it's that right? That you don't want to fail, but I spend half the time I'm not doing something worried about doing it and it not being good. When if I just did it, it'd be done with, and I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.. My mother doesn't see it that way though. She calls it 'lazy'."

Both might be true? Por que no los dos.

"Hah.. you mean we'd have to keep spending time together over and over until we finally get the drawing done? Whaaaat no..." She lifts her head from her shoulder and grins, "Ugh, butterflies again."

"Oh, just go up to space. I wonder how long Abu would ground me if I went to space without telling them.. On the plus side, you can sneak into anywhere you want without anyone ever noticing, so even being grounded couldn't stop you from seeing me." But it does get her to thinking about her parents. Which is slowly sapping the grin from her face.

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I don't have the citations needed to confirm that's current scientific theory or just some quote someone made which has no evidence backing it up," Vivian admits with an awkward shrug. She doesn't really seem to like having vague information. "Well, at least now schoolwork is an excuse to come round and hang out. So perhaps that'll motivate you?"

She leans in and plants another kiss on Kamala's cheek. "Don't forget the tiny costume part." Because that will totally help with the butterflies.

"I can't quite sneak into /anywhere/. It's possible to make a phasing proof room. But for the average family home in North America? The shielding would cost more than the house." She gives Kamala a flutter of her lashes and adds "But yes I will totally sneak into your room to see you if you're grounded."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"I realized, just now actually, that I take basically anything you say as fact. Which is a pretty big deal, cus I'm a skeptic usually." She hums quietly and grins, "Either I'm completely smitten or I trust you pretty explicitly... which I guess it could be both, but..." One shoulder shrugs, "I definitely do see the benefit of coming by to do my homework more regularly.. you offer the tidings of fresh cooked food. And kissing."

Big blush, tiny costume, very many butterflies. "I haven't forgotten..." Fidgeting her butt on the blanket with a wee bit of a grin.

"Hah, I can't imagine Abu has a security system that-... exactly." She pats Vivian's leg and leans back against her, "So being grounded won't be so bad anymore. I've snuckout a few times, but they're getting clever about it... I have to up my stealth game."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"Oh in which case kissing Synthezoids is considered good luck in most cultures," Vivian informs earnestly. As if this were a widely known fact. "Please feel free to overlook how there are only two synthezoids and we haven't existed long enough for folklore to exist about us."

She nods re-assuringly. And returns the grin.

"Lets try and ensure you don't get grounded in the first place though. Even if I would like to be asked to sneak into your room. I'm curious what it's like."

Kamala Khan has posed:
"Tut tut tut." Kamala says after everything past good luck in most cultures, "Irrelevant details." Both hands come up to cup either side of Vivian's face and she leans in for some good luck. She clearly needs a lot of it.

Once she's satisfied with her good fortunes for this particular moment, she settles back against her and laughs at Viv's curiosity. Not insultingly, just surprised... but she really shouldn't be. "A lot like anyones room, I guess. Lots of posters on the walls, mostly Captain Marvel, a few other heroes.. my computer. Smells good, incense. Not that crap stuff either, oh no. My friend Nina makes it herself.." Her feet come up as she turns, knees together, back laying up against Vivian. "... would you like to see it?"

Glancing back and up at Vivian, "Want to come home with me? We don't have to tell my parents we're... you know.. they'll have a million questions, though. And my mother is going to try and feed you. She's very presistant and I don't need food to survive is going to be good enough to stop her."

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision beams a grin like a feline with access to an excessive amount of dairy products. "My room doesn't have any posters," she points out. "Well none that are mine anyway. Molly mostly decorated it with things she likes. If I want to look at an image I just imagine it. No need for a poster on the wall. As for the smell, mostly it's baked goods."

She nods enthusiastically. "Of course I do," she states. "Want to see it. And come home with you too if you're offering. I can just put on an 'I am a robot' voice. Although worst case I /can/ consume food. I just find the after effects are a bit off putting is all."

Kamala Khan has posed:
This is the problem with school born hideaways, however. They are still at school. Kamala is enjoying herself so much, she completely goofed on how long it had been.. lunchbreak was very nearly over. Her phone lets her know, beeping a tune that she doesn't like because it means it's time to go. "Mmm... Well I like your room." Sliding her feet back down, and she'd just gotten comfortable too.

She steps up, right infront of Vivian, and leans in for a little more luck. "How about tomorrow after school? We can go by my house and I'll show you my room.. Abu is going to love you, both of them will. Honestly, even if, and when, they find out that we're... ya know... they'll still love you. "Beta, why have you done this terrible thing to this lovely young girl, hm?"" She rolls her eyes and reaches down to squeeze Viv's hands.

"Walk with me to the train station after school?"

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision was, strictly speaking, perfectly aware of the exact time. But keeping quiet for selfish reasons. None-the-less she's happy for a final bit of kissing. And stands up herself once it's finished.

"And I shall assure them you are a delight," she promises, then shifting back into teasing mode she adds "And that any terrible things you do to me are with my full consent."

The final question about the walk to the station gets a nod of agreement and a squeeze of Kamala's hand. "You can take the remaining eclairs to have on the trip home if you'd like."

Kamala Khan has posed:
Kamala was, in fact, taking a bite when Vivian says she'll assure her parents there's consent and very nearly chokes. Not that she's embarrassed anymore, at this point she's almost gotten comfortable with it.. but it still surprised her. "Oh my.." She finally manages, wiping her mouth and hands before stepping up close to brush noses with the Synthezoid, then give her one, final, kiss.

"That's a whole different conversation we may one day have to have with them.. but for now, at least for tomorrow anyways, let's not bring up any kissing we do.. Remember, the goal is to keep me from being grounded." Even if Vivian could sneak in, "And it's none of their business anyways. I'm an adult." Allegedly.

She does take the cooler, along with her bag, and squeezes Viv's hand, "See ya in a few hours Vi."

Did she deliberately try to cute walk away? She definitely did! Oh yes she definitely did. Alright Kamala, here's the plan.. get home quickly, spend a few hours cleaning up the horse stall that is your room... do your homework. Simple. Damn butterflies.