15542/Community Outreach

Community Outreach
Date of Scene:	03 August 2023
Location:	Queensland Park
Synopsis:	String theory bitches.
Cast of Characters:	Kara Danvers, Cir-El

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Kara Danvers has posed:
Sometimes Supergirl is called upon to punch bad guys so hard that they regret their decisions and sometimes she's called upon to impress upon the citizens of Metropolis that 'hey, bud, life aint so bad'. This is one of the latter instances that finds Kara Zor-El standing amongst a group of girl-scouts, with their cut skirts and smart badge sashs, all asking her questions under the careful supervision of Scout Mothers... and a hidden leason from the D.O.E.A

Just to make certain she doesn't go spreading trade secrets or something.

    You know how it is.

She is just now kneeling down and signing whatever the girls hold out to her, smiling in a way that is infectious and spreads to each of the girls around her. "Yes, if you eat your vitamins and say your prayers, you will grow up to be strong... but don't forget your training. While we cannot trust the antics of Hulk Hogan, we can take his message... if not his dramatic intent... and better ourselves." Said in her accented voice, holding out the trade back book she'd signed and reaching for another. Glancing up at the question asked.

"No, I'm not seeing anyone... hah, I wouldn't have time for it between all the vitamin, prayers, and training."

Cir-El has posed:
It's not like Cir-El was /planning/ to interrupt Supergirl's public appearance, or startle a group of Girl Scouts or anything. She wasn't really planning to interrupt Kara at anything. She was just doing things. Girl things. Super things.

Not Supergirl things because... well, that was kind of the problem wasn't it? How do you approach Supergirl about how you're also Supergirl? Do you work out a schedule? You Super Monday Wednesday and Friday, and I'll Super Tuesday, Thursday, and we alternate weekends?

But how to approach Kara? She wasn't expecting to run into Supergirl in a park. Not that she has yet. She's just Mia, punky busker strumming out an assortment of classic rock that could be the soundtrack to a rollicking adventure movie set in space with a band of misfits, some of whom might have raccoon-like qualities. Or Koala-like. He would have koala-ties then.

Still... okay! She can do this. She just has to... come up with a way to get Supergirl's attention that's not going to start a fight.

And while her powers are all wonked out, she's still got Superish speed. Enough for her to stash her guitar and civilian attire, and then seemingly appear in a spot in Kara's line of sight.

What're the odds the blonde takes a dark haired brunette in a one-piece black costume with an iconic S on the chest as some sort of challenge?

The fact that she's putting out real hardcore awkward 'Fan at her first cosplay con' energy and way less 'AHA! MY ETERNAL RIVAL SUPERGIRL! WE MUST FIGHT!' energy might help.

This is so awkward. But her flight's not really... /flying/ lately. So she couldn't do the cool 'Float up in the sky all cool as a cucumber.'

But this is fine. This is just fine.

This is going great.

Kara Danvers has posed:
That would be a pretty good start to grabbing Kara's attention, certainly.

The fact that her eyes track the fast movements with a little slow motion turn indicates the situational awareness of the Kryptonian born heroine. The fact that she finishes signing the doll in plastic she'd been handed before standing up... the fact that she does not immediately rise to whatever unspoken, or not, challenge is present... All these things speak to just how level headed Kara Zor-El is in her youth.

Her hand traces down a red headed scouts hair and ushers her towards the scout mother, "You all run along. That little bristol across the street? Tell them I sent you and I believe they'll give each of you a scone."

The D.O.E.A. agents are paying close attention now.

    Hidden as they are.

Kara stands up and rests palms upon her flared hips above the waist band of her skirt. Each step carrying her, like an Earth Bound pleb, towards Mia. "Nice costume. A little ... uh... gothy.. a little Gothy." A smile, radiant under deep blue eyes. "I assume you're here to talk to me? I really don't believe in coincidents."

Cir-El has posed:
It is a display of her finely honed years of training (That she doesn't know are /all make believe/, dear reader!) that Cir-El doesn't crack any pavement with nervous foot tapping, even as her fingers keep flexing and relaxing, balling into fists, easing off... head rolling side to side slowly.

It's all really very benign, just trying to loosen those tense neck and shoulder muscles, which that dark leotard does highlight as being quit trim and fit.

And then Kara's like... walking. Up to her.

She didn't plan for this!

Okay, she didn't plan for anything past 'Step 1) Wear costume, be seen by Supergirl. Step 2) ???? Step 3) Get change to do laundry after the Supergirl plan works flawlessly'

She exhales slowly, head rolling back until she's peering up at the sky. Or at least looking at... not Supergirl.

"This is... I'm... okay, listen, I'm... from the future! I wound up coming back in time and like... we're both Supergirl and... I didn't want to..."

She heaves out a rush of a sigh, but it's at least not the kind of sigh that could knock over a bus. Bright blue eyes lock onto Kara's, right hand lifts from her hip to sort of flick and gesture in a very vague motion that tries to express just how entirely unprepared she is for this conversation. "I didn't want to like... have you think I'm like, evil alternate universe you, or like, I was like... I dunno, infringing on your trademark?"

She huffs and glowers half heartedly, it's really almost a childish pout more than glower, "I am /not/ a goth. Just because I'm wearing dark clothes, and have dark hair... and... listen, this is /not/ some attitude I affect to shield myself from emotional connection okay? So not goth. I'm just..."

She groans softly and mumbles, "Dad, you could've given me some advice on if I ever went back in time... Grandpa on the Simpsons told Homer what to do... uggggh..."

Kara Danvers has posed:
Not hard to spot signs of nervousness, that some less initiated might mistake as prepping for a fight. To Kara's credit, she seems to assume the former, stopping a few feet shy of Mia with her hands remain on her hips and smile upon her lips. Let her work it out, say what she'd come to say.

Even the bit about the Simpsons.

"Supergirl is just a moniker. My name is Kara Zor-El." Blue eyes look down at her blue costume, skirt, and tall red boots, then back to Mia. "This is more trademark than a name. Easier to say, I guess... keeps everything neat and tidy."

Secret identities.

Never really cared for them much, herself. This is all for Kal.

"The future, you say? Interesting. I have another me from the future.. and clone of me from the future.. and there's other future Kryptonians.. a few other clones.." A thoughtful squint, as if considering. "You remind me of Kal... mannerisms, if not appearance. You look like Nicholas Cage, the famous American movie actor."

Cir-El has posed:
Silence. Absolute, dumbstruck silence.

It's even more difficult for Mia to /not/ look goth as her brow furrows, her lips curve in a slow, serious frown.

"I... what? Wait, does... time travel... like..." She groans and smacks her palm to her forehead. "Of course! Dad couldn't tell me I showed up in the past because it would change the timeline because it's _the past_ and it had already happened but also had to happen and-"

Seh cuts off in an instant, and it's probably a good thing she did not think to get a beverage for this meeting, or she'd be doing a spit-take that might endanger the citizenry at the mention of reminding Kara of Kal.

"I... that's.. uhh... well, that makes sense... I mean uhm... family resemblance?"

She groans and shakes her head, "This is just so... I mean... like... okay, you've had experience with time travel! The hell do I /do/? I mean, I like... can't mess up the past! That's bad! But I can't /not do anything/ but how do I know I'm not messing things up?! What if I /do/ get back to the future and suddenly pumpkin spice flavor is /year round/?!"

She pinches the bridge of her nose and heaves out a sigh. "Okay, so like... no problem with me doing Super-things then? I've been... trying not to be too uhhh... brazen about it? But like... /so/ many criminals..."

She frowns and shakes her head, "I don't know who that is."

there's a good... second and a half before she's snorting and trying to fight back snickers.

Kara Danvers has posed:
Kara is pretty patient when it comes to these matters, but the scientist in her is chomping at the bit to interject at the first dripping drop of silence. Then she's pounced on it like a lionese. "Technically no, you can't change the future by doing things in the past. What you've done isn't, necessarily, time travel at all. It's interdimensional parallelism." She doesn't have a dry erase board handy, but she holds up her palm facing out and draws a line in it to signify what she means.

"You're here" pointing further up her wrist, "but however you traveled, you didn't go here..." To the tip of her middle finger along the same axis line. "Instead you went here." Tapping the end of her pinky.

"So whatever you do, it was meant to be done here..." Tracing from her pinky, towards the same point on her wrist, only down a few fingers.

"Any more than Powergirl has changed things by coming here... heck, she's even got a clone. So if stuff was changed by people leaping around, we'd all be pretty screwed anyhow..."

Her hand goes back to her hips, "So Kal is dad? Neat. I guess that makes you my niece. Indirectly, anyhow. Some other me's niece. But I'm a pretty awesome aunt."

Cir-El has posed:
There's another rush of breath, an exhalation of relief as Kara proves herself this time period's foremost expert on time travel! At least as far as Cir-El is concerned.

Except that Kara's going into full on lecture mode. Oh no. Oh nooooo, she has unleashed the grim specter of EDUCATION!

Also the even more grim specter of CROSSTIME FAMILIAL RELATIONS!

It's a lot to take in, and the awkward silence just hangs there. "I... ah... yeaaaaaahhhh... can I just call you... Kara for now?" She tilts her head.

"Also, can you cover that uhhh.. parallelism stuff again? Maybe using pastries as a medium to demonstrate? And also we eat the pastries?"

She shrugs helplessly and sighs, "I'm not gonna lie, I'm /starving/. And I mean... okay, it took me like... a /week/ to work up the guts to try and approach... uhh... one of you. I'm glad I picked right though! I mean, approaching da- ahh... Kal... would've been... awwwwkward."

But now it won't be! Right? Now it won't be awkward at all.

Nope.

Kara Danvers has posed:
Kara is fairly well certain Kal will be even easier to approach than she had been. He's already done the future child conversation... depending of course on who Cir-El's mother is. Like if it's Lana or something, that might cause some rifts to spear betwixt the El-Lane household.

Honestly, Kara'd pay cash money to see that drama unfold. Real Housewives of Gotham is getting formulaic.

WIth a wider grin, "Sure. Kara's fine... and pastries are fine." Holding out a hand in the direction she'd sent the girl-scout. Where they are all now being given their free muffin and or scone. She's also motioning the unseen agents to simmer down. No sense startling the poor future-girl with not terribly threatening earth weapons.

Not that Kara knows how strong Mia is or is not.

She just knows how little she liked being shot at.

Seriously, it wasn't cool bro.

"There's also great Aunt Alura. She'll want to study you." She turns quickly, just quickly enough to hide her teasing grin. "She probably wont disect you though, no worries. I'll vouche for you."

Cir-El has posed:
Really, Mia's just being snarky for snark's sake. She actually / is/ sure this is going to be fine. Well, probably going to be fine. At the very least she's /pretty/ sure her little crash course in transdimensional time junk means that if she messes anything up she's supposed to mess it up. Or she can't mess it up because it's the universe's fault?

There's another blur when Kara gestures to the nearby pastry shop and group of girlscouts before the Other Supergirl is gone, and now Mia is just Mia again, all leather jacket and cool blue jeans and stompy boots.

Not that her costume boots aren't capable of being stompy.

"Well, to the pastries! And then we can worry about..."

She rolls her eyes and sighs, "I'm going to tell her you said she was only /probably/ not going to dissect me."