16753/Shift Change... On the MOON!

Shift Change... On the MOON!
Date of Scene:	03 January 2024
Location:	Recreation Deck - Watchtower
Synopsis:	Kate Kate and Carol Danvers cross paths on the Moon! Which isn't that impressive when you're both in the Justice League. But plans are made. Important, imminent plans! Of the social variety!
Cast of Characters:	Carol Danvers, Kate Kane

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Carol Danvers has posed:
You wouldn't think working on the Moon would become routine. Or that flying to the Moon would become routine. Or that /teleporting/ to the Moon would become routine, and yet it turns out it actually will once you've done it enough. Or at least when you're occupied enough by other concerns that you're not focusing on just how cool it is.

And yet Carol Danvers finds herself walking through the corridors of the Hall of Justice on the Moon like she's walking through your typical metropolitan office building, or military base corridors towards her duty station. But no matter how far removed from active duty she is, Carol's a creature of routine in some ways, and even when she's just scheduled to fill in on monitor duty and in theory she's going to be manning phones and keys and not flying into action herself, she shows up in that familiar blue and red bodysuit.

Of course, the battered paperback she's carrying might hint that she's not exactly expecting a busy... night? Day? Whichever it is, she's headed across the sprawling splendor of the recreation deck, pausing to peek in on the workout area just to see if there are any familiar faces around. Need to get in the pre-shift needling and joking of course.

Kate Kane has posed:
Typically Batwoman is normally *not* found in the Moonbase. She's a bit like her cousin in that regard, where she prefers keeping her feet a little closer to the ground with the street level criminals than mingling with literal gods and the like. But, she's also far more open to it, which is why she does most of the League work for the Bats.

And currently she's working the gymnastics setup. In costume, because that's just how she rolls... plus, well, if she's going to be parkouring around the city she's going to do it in her costume, not gym clothes. And she's actually very good at it, putting her well-honed (but still human) strength and reflexes to the test as she nimbly swings about the area that was probably designed by her or one of the other Bats.

Doing a backflip to a nearby set of still rings, she catches them just as she sees Carol walking by. Grinning slightly, she gives the blonde a wink, then shows off slightly, building momentum then doing a double flip to another set of rings.

Carol Danvers has posed:
It's certainly not on purpose that Carol freezes at the sight of Batwoman like she's a nature photographer that's just encountered a rare species so little seen that it has passed into myth and legend. But really, how often does one run into one of Gotham's premiere crime fighters when it's not The Bat easing out of the shadows to grumble disapprovingly about... okay, Carol's not sure what. She actually hasn't run into Batman critiquing her work before because she usually fights invading aliens and he fights... clowns? Mostly clowns it seems.

But that's surely important as well.

Besides, she's got the more approachable Bat to contend with now! Which is to say that she's pretty sure from quick glimpses of what that cowl allows that the woman's expression is serious and focused and not 'grumpy'.

The wink? The wink /does/ earn a sharp inhalation. Oh! That was not expected, but it's the graceful and athletic motions that have Carol frowning for a moment and then awkwardly tucking her paperback under her left arm so she can give genuine applause and whistle out, "Not bad! ...You don't have the gravity turned down do you? I mean, you're defying it and all!"

Kate Kane has posed:
Batwoman laughs softly, and it's a nice laugh, "No, I don't. Honestly, I'm not as good as some of the others with the gymnastics, so I try to practice when I can." She grins and pauses talking, just working her way back down the rings with a few fancy flips and the like... eventually landing down on the mat not too far from Carol in a crouch worthy of the Bats, cape flaring around dramatically.

Then she straightens to her full almost six foot height, and smiles over at Carol, "Glad you liked it though. Mind handing me the water bottle though? I don't really have Bat-Gatorade in this utility belt." She chuckles a little, then pulls her cowl and wig back, revealing the sharp features of Kate Kane, billionaire heiress party girl, along with the close cut red hair. Since, well, it's not like her identity is a secret /here/.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol shakes her head with a lopsided little grin, eyes rolling, "Oh please, I'm pretty sure anyone beating you on that course has... well, some kind of edge beyond plain old human drive and focus." She frowns a touch, thoughtful, shoulders shrugging, "I mean, jury's out on like... Black Widow, I'm still not sure if she's one of those people with a spider codename that /actually/ has a relation to spiders... life, huh?"

Eyebrows pop before she's nodding and reaching over for the bottle, offering it up with a little laugh, "Oh! Only /mostly/ prepared, huh? Well don't worry your secret's safe with me." She plucks her book from under her arm and gives it a little waggle after handing over the bottle, "I mean, I'll keep the secret you hydrate like... I'd say 'the rest of us mere mortals' but...." She shrugs sheepishly and then grins, "Hey! I recognize you! You've... been to some of the parties Janet's always telling me I should go to!" She huffs out a sigh, "I mean, okay, that covers an alarming percentage of the tristate area's wealthy women, but still... my point stands. I think. I'll let you know when I figure out what it is..." She's not worried about her own ID either, after all, they're on the Moon, they're both full fledged superheroines, and... well, Carol hasn't had a cowl or mask as part of her costume in ages. The closest thing she's got to a secret ID anymore is that her house is way upstate and doesn't have her name on the mailbox.

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate laughs, "Kate Kane, Billionaire Party Girl Philanthropist." She takes the bottle from Carol, offering her hand, "Yeah, I know you, Carol Danvers. Or at least of you. As you said, you don't exactly have a mask. But yeah, Jan's mentioned you. And she's not entirely wrong."

She takes a long swig of the bottle, then grins crookedly over at Carol, "About the parties, anyway. You would definitely stun the crowd if you showed up at one of them, anyway." Her eyes dance a bit as she looks over Carol a bit now that she's closer, and her smile widens a bit, "What has you up here? Oh wait, monitor duty?"

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol mock grimaces for just a moment and shakes her head, "I swear, anything she's told you about me is a lie! Unless it's flattering. Then it's the gospel truth and Janet is a font of sincerity and earnestness." She does her best to fight back the snort of undignified laughter she brings out in herself and then grins wider.

"I mean, to be fair, stunning crowds is pretty easy when you can fly without a jet... or just start shooting energy beams when you sneeze.... not that I do that. Often. I almost never have to touch up scorchmarks at home anymore." She heaves out a sigh and bobs her head, "Yeah, I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm just up here to be a face for the event something does happen and we need to wake up a President or whatever down on Earth. I swear monitor duty's like ninety five percent trying to pretend I don't see any of the civilians surfing the net on their terminals." Eyes narrow slightly and she hums out softly. "You know, we /could/ see if I can stun a crowd sometime. If nothing else I bet we'd make Janet's week if we told her about it. Month if we told her about it /after/."

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate smiles, "Well, now I could definitely set you up with a nice dress that would be perfect. And we wouldn't even have to tell Janet. Let her be shocked when she sees you in the papers the next day." She gets a devilish look, "And Jan really hasn't mentioned you much, though I'd be stunned if she said anything about me. She's one of the few that knows me well in both worlds, after all. She's really great."

She then says, "But you wouldn't need powers to stun a crowd, with the right dress. It would deifnitely be a sight to see." And she definitely sounds like she would love to see that, as she continues, "And as far as monitor duty goes... want some company? I didn't really have anything going on, and it might be tolerable for you... even if you are an Air Force airhead." She winks, obviously teasing, as she slips the cowl and wig back into place.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol snickers softly and shakes her head slowly, almost ruefully, "Well, I /would/ appreciate shocking Janet, she's a good friend but sometimes I think she thinks /she's/ the only one who can be unexpected..." She trails off, because she's totally not going to fall down the rabbit hole of whether or not acting out to shock Janet /is/ a plan of Janet's. "And okay! You've convinced me. Dress shopping and hitting the town some night. I mean, hey, you've probably got the same all access party pass Janet does! So I'll be in good hands, right?"

She rolls her eyes and then narrows them with a crooked little smirk and murmurs out, "Hey! Space is... I was going to say 'our turf' you poor ground-bound army brat, but... I mean, they went and made a Space Force or something, so... more time for dresses and parties for /me/!" She pauses for a moment to give one slow sweeping up and down appraisal of the Batwoman once cowl and wig are back in place, spinning on her heel to lead towards the monitor room with a brisk swing to her hips, calling out over her shoulder, "Your hair is crooked!" ...Is it? Is it not? She'll never tell! Well, not unless she's under interrogation and Kate works for it.

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate smirks back, "Yeah, heard it all before... I'm sure you were as tall as me, too, until they had to cram you into that sardine can of a cockpit, right?" She smiles and walks along with Carol, "And my wig is /never/ crooked. But it's a hell of a shock when some idiot tries to grab that in a fight though."

She hrms, "Well, there's a party coming up in a few days. Charity event, but there's going to be entertainment, dancing, and a sizeable donation from yours truly. Want to be my and-one?" She gives Carol a wry look, "We'll get you set up for a dress and all-star makeover, and then you'll blow all those other rich party girls away. Well, except for me, but since we'll be together there that's alright."

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol's eyebrows lift high and she hums out softly, "Hey now, they assured me all those high-g banks weren't actually making me shorter. Besides, it just means I don't have to worry about my heels dragging if I'm riding a bike!" She snickers softly and whistles out, "Oh! I can only imagine. I kind of figured it shocked people if they tried to grab it. You know, like jelly fish tentacles."

And Carol answers that suggestion of upcoming party with a click of her tongue and a sharp nod, "Oh, of course! You do realize this means you're coming with me dress shopping right? I need experienced backup to make sure I hit /just/ the right level of trendy. And seeing as you're the notorious party girl and I can't ask Janet for /her/ opinion without ruining the headspinning surprise when she finds out... I guess I'll need to think of some way to surprise you on the nighty of the party! Since the dress won't work. Don't worry though, I'm sure I can come up with something."

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate smiles, "What, you trust the government?" She laughs, looking like she's far too relaxed to be a Bat, really, but maybe it's the company as she continues, "Nah, that's just excessive, and prone to backfiring. I mean, a taser charge right by my head seems like a bad idea. Strong Death Star energy, there." She chuckles, "But the fact it just yoinks right off leaves them stunned and off-balance, and perfect for a good spinkick."

She then smiles at Carol, "Well, I'm sure that you'll think of something, Carol. But I am absolutely going to go with you dress shopping. I'll give you some leeway to figure out a surprise, though, before I pick you up... or did you want to fly by my place and we just ride from there to the party?"

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol's eyebrows perk and she snorts out a soft breath, "I mean, if I say I /don't/ trust the government and then you find out I have an upstate farmstead on a lake, and suddenly I sound like some sort of doomsday prepper, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but like... who wants a main member of the Avengers to be planning for the /world ending/? Downright concerning, isn't it?"

She snaps her fingers and points with a cheeky grin, "See? That explains it. I /never/ do spinkicks, and I now realize it's because I haven't got the height advantage you do, legs." She murmurs a thoughtful noise and then grins even wider, "I mean, if you've got a balcony I don't see why I can't drop in, touch up my makeup and then we can hit the town. Hell, you can find a little cardboard cutout of my logo and hold it up in front of a flashlight and see what it's like to be on the /other/ side of the impractical signal light, right? See? I'm already showing you new things!"

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate laughs, "It only works because Gotham has cloud cover year-round." She grins at Carol, "And I'm glad you noticed, though with your height I suppose it's pretty obvious." She pauses, as if almost realizing that she's never quite this /relaxed/, and yet somehow she is.

Then she continues, "I absolutely have a penthouse you can fly onto the balcony of. What sort of billionaire would I be without one?" She smiles, "No signal light though, but I'll just send you a GPS coordinate. And maybe lean on the railing waiting for you, wearing my best dress." She chuckles, "And not even a tuxedo this time. Though I do look pretty good in a tux, especially with tails."

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol makes a show of considering just what sort of billionaire the costumed crime fighting redhead philanthropist might be, "...Afraid of heights? I mean, there's got to be at least one billionaire who doesn't live in a Skyscraper... and is like, actively a billionaire. Diana doesn't count because like, she's probably a billionaire but it's all /ancient gold/ and sunken treasure or something. If your wealth predates balconies you probably don't want one, right?"

She shakes her head slowly and mock frowns, eyebrows furrowing into a sharp V, "Oh, will you now? Text me your GPS coordinates? This sounds like a fiendish plan to get my number, Ms. Kane! You Gotham girls are clever! ...Also, I'm sure there's a pen at the monitor station so I can actually give you my number... and something tells me your finest tux and finest dress would be a remarkable competition to witness... but I think I'll have to find that out for sure. Soon."

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate laughs, "Well, we aren't *all* evil, Carol. I actually try to put a lot of my energy into good deeds, and not just when I'm wearing the mask." She chuckles, "Though, you got me, I was absolutely going to use that as an excuse to get your number." She gives Carol a wicked grin at that.

"And wait, we have actual pens here and not some weird crystal things that record our thoughts? Because I do have the Bat-pen and Bat-notepad here that I can use to give you my info." She then looks over at Carol when she mentions 'soon' and then looks her in the eyes, placing her hand on Carol's shoulder. "Soon."

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol perks her eyebrows, eyes glinting intently, they might, in fact, even /glow/ a little as she murmurs out, "Oh, Kate... I don't think 'evil' would be in the top fifteen of adjectives you make me think of... dangerous? Definitely. In a few ways... but you know us test pilots. Danger is our bread and butter."

She clicks her tongue softly as that hand rests on her shoulder, gaze dipping down before she steps in a little closer and murmurs out, "I mean, I guess I /could/ also just text you. Right now. But if you put me in your contacts under 'Airforce Airhead', at some point someone's going to see it and you're going to have /questions/ to answer!"

She glances about the otherwise empty recreation desk and muses softly, "So let's see just how much of a risk taker you are, army!"

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate laughs softly, "You could... just text me, that is. But as far as what I put you under in contacts, you'd just have to get close enough to find out, wouldn't you?" She grins, her lips ruby red and rather close as she murmurs, "Risk is my business, Carol. What is it you pilots say? Higher, further, faster?" She gives that shoulder a light squeeze, then lets go, her eyes lingering on Carol's as she keeps that grin.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol hisses out a slow, sharp, oh so intense breath and murmurs softly, "Well, it's tricky to get higher than the moon, so we'll just have to go further and faster, won't we?" The noise that little squeeze draws out /might/ be something near a daring growl before she's reaching down to slip her phone out of a cleverly concealed pocket in her attire... no utility belt for her, but apparently someone's helped her with her pocket needs! Fingers tap, swipe, fly, and then she's grinning, "Okay, number, Red... I promise not to blow your phone up during the /entire/ shift."

Kate Kane has posed:
Kate smiles, "You got it, Carol." She leans in, and whispers the number right into Carol's ear, her breath warm and the faint hint of perfume... lilacs, it seems, noticeable when she's in that close. Then she smiles, "You can blow up my phone if you want, but if I'm on patrol I might not answer right away."

She pauses, then smiles, "Unless you wanted me to stay here on monitor duty, but I should probably get to work planetside. Sadly, crime never takes a day off, much as I wish it would sometimes." She gives Carol a wink at that, then smiles, "We can set up a time so we can get that dress." And she definitely sounds like she can't wait to see whatever dress is picked... long as Carol is the one wearing it.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol's eyes roll and she grins crookedly, "I'll try /not/ to blow it up while you're on patrol. I mean, Gotham's full of enough lunatics I don't want to give them an unfair advantage. But if you happen to be staking out some rain-swept rooftop with nothing going on, I'll try to keep you entertained. Because I'm just /that/ nice." She clears her throat softly, because while she's nice, she's also pretty sure her cheeks are flaming from that nearness in the wake of exchanging numbers.

Tongue clicks and she shakes her head, pointing a single authoritative finger, "Nu-uh, I'm not helping you skip out on /not/ lurking around on the moon in full Bat-motif. You're going home to get some rest while /I/ do some dress searching. And don't forget, I'll know if you don't! Because of all the monitoring I'm about to be doing, Ms. Kane."

And then Carol's... well, not quite sashaying off to her duty. But there's a certain bit of slink thrown in her stride just because she can... and a quick glance back just to make sure it registers!

Kate Kane has posed:
The glance back shows that Batwoman... isn't there. At all. She just seemed to vanish. Which is something that she must run in the Bat-Family, as she apparently was gone...

Until there's a chime on Carol's phone from an incoming message. From Kate. Showing a short video clip of Carol doing that stride. And a wink emoji to go with it.

So yes, it definitely registered. Even as Kate had to go full Bats on the departure because... well, she is a Bat. It's rather expected at this point. Though she does seem to have some motivation for the evening now. And the dress shopping and party later.