3419/Getting to know one another.

Getting to know one another.
Date of Scene:	18 September 2020
Location:	Level 4 - Recreation - The Roost
Synopsis:	And a nice
Cast of Characters:	Cassandra Cain, Bart Allen

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Cassandra Cain has posed:
Ping pong. The table looks like something important. The lines make no sense, but there appear to be weapons involved. Is it a training tool? She heard someone name it, but the name means nothing. Even worse than normal names, this one actually has no meaning even to the speaker.

She peers underneath, trying to ascertain what it's for. The young lady has this intensity, even when she's curious about things. She comes up again and looks at the balls, one of which has been left on the table. Featureless, white. About the right size to...no, that can't be it.

She has it in her mouth a moment later, just trying to figure out how this game works without instructions. It's not like she's had much access to 'play' in her upbringing. She's also holding the paddle sideways, that being the way with the least wind resistance. But the ball fits in the mouth just about right.

Hmm.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen comes in with a blur of speed, he has his arms full of different take out food, from around the world. There is also a bag with a few animals on it, but more pet animals than food animals. He comes in depositing it on the table, and is moving to open the odd bag out and pulling from it, a stuffed banana that is filled with catnip "Ok Mittens, got you a new one but you need to shred it a bit less." He smiles and then notices Cass. "Oh Hey, your Cas right? The other sorta sister to Tim, and Carrie?" He asks her, and will move over to the ping pong table after dropping off the toy for mittens who pounces it.

Cassandra Cain has posed:
The naming of her cat 'Mittens' is somehow glossed over; the cat will eventually take his vengeance and kill them all in their sleep. She knows this and is content, as the little orange guy gets his catnip toy and mauls it with abandon. You know, til the catnip sets in. Anyway.

For herself, she simply rises up from behind the ping pong table. The ball in her mouth rather limits her speech, but she removes it with two fingers. And still doesn't speak, her face a blinking confusion.

Cassandra lets the ball bounce on the table, the tac-tac-tac speeding up til it becomes a roll, ignored and forgotten. Then she looks Bart over with those eyes. Dark and shameless, they seem to be waiting for him to make sense.

But the glance at the take-out food is less vague. She does not approve.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen will move to catch the ball so it does not fall off the table. He sets it on the middle of the table, and wipes his hand off on the leg of his pants. He looks confused for a moment, that she does not confirm that is her name, but only a moment. He turns looking to see what she is looking at and sees the food, which seems enough to feed ten or more people, "Oh you hungry? Come join me, if I need to get more, I can always run out and get some, if there is not something you like I can grab that to. I'm Bart by the way, not sure if you were here when I was introduced." He offers her his hand now dry with a smile.

Cassandra Cain has posed:
This..is new to her. She isn't the first to react. The hand is out and Cassandra looks at it, her heart racing. She wouldn't have been able to stop it. There's a tightness in her, and she takes a breath, then another. It might seem like an eternity of silence, before Cassandra Cain starts to extend her hand toward his own. In reality it's barely three seconds.

The eyes look up from his hand and then her head tilts slightly to the right. Her gaze flickers back to the food, and she gives a small shake of her head. Apparently she's not hungry? But that's when she realizes that she's still holding a ping pong paddle, and she's just shoved it into Bart's hand. And she manages a smile at that error.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen looks down at the ping pong paddle, and a brow raises, but he shakes it like he would her hand, and says "You a fan of the game?" He asks, and says "Sometimes I play with myself.." He pauses and realizes how that sounds and elaborates "I can go from one side of the table before the ball makes, it, if I want to make it a bit more challenging I have to put the paddle on a hook when I finish the hit before going to the other side." He grins a bit of a goofy grin. He will ask her "You mind if we sit over there and talk while we eat? I mean I could probably eat it and be done in a minute or so, but I try to eat at least a little closer to real speed, and I have mittens a few treats in there as well.

Cassandra Cain has posed:
Her face is this study in emotions. From fear, at realizing her helplessness, to a sudden amusement as she realizes how little danger she's really in, to an acceptance that Bart may or may not recognize. She looks at the paddle, then at the hooks, then ...tosses it across the small distance. It lands in the hook with a click, and she shrugs as she turns back.

Then as if she's not just done a feat of skill that Bruce Lee would envy, she motions to the seats. Still not a single word from her mouth, though she does roll her eyes slightly at the food. It's as if she can't talk, which wouldn't be out of place in a team of heroes. There've been wierder.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen looks over to her, and the hook. He runs over grabs it and tries to hit the hook a dozen or so times at super speed missing it all the times. He sighs and hangs it on the hook, and will come over to sit down opposite of her. He starts laying the food out on the table. There are a couple burgers, some chicken, a personal sized pizza, some poutine, and some sushi amongst other things. There is a salad and a couple semi healthy veggie sides. "That was amazing." He says about the paddle." He will open the sushi taking a piece of tune off a roll, and then gets a piece of broccoli from another and starts rubbing the tuna on the broccoli, and pushing a little into it "It is good for cats to get some fiber, and he is more likely to eat it if it tastes like tuna, and if he finishes it I give him the rest of the tuna." He tells her "I hope it is ok I have been trying to take care of him, he is your cat right?"

Cassandra Cain has posed:
She doesn't get it, or if she does she doesn't argue at the very least. She peers at things as they're set out, an almost content expression on her face. She reaches for some of the sushi, but only picks off the rice and nibbles on it instead of going gung-ho like many of the Titans would do. She apparently is on a diet.

The comments about the food, along with rubbing the tuna on the broccoli, make her glance away from Bart to the cat. Who is currently trying to see if he can eviscerate a cat toy with his hind claws, and doing a fair job of it. When she looks back, she looks directly to Bart. Then she slowly licks her lips, giving the deepest impression that she knows that exact move, and might have even used it. Recently. On someone he knows.

But she's teasing. It wasn't anyone he knew.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen wonder for a moment, if she plans on eating Mittens at the lick, but surely Tim would not have let the team get attached tot he cat is something. He did save the chickens from the dumpling place. He will eat a bit, faster than most but not quite super speed, and actually is not to messy of an eater. He offers a grin between bites, and says "So do you live here in Gorham too? I used to live in Manchaster, Alabama, and then Central city, but am living here at the base now. "Gotham seems a really neat place, lots of stuff to see and I am enjoying working at the Zoo. You should come around more often and get to know everyone, just if you do, make sure not to spook hope when she has an experimental gun in her hands. She shot Batman the other day, mind you he seemed ready for it, but best to not take chances.

Cassandra Cain has posed:
Cassandra is living in China mostly, something that Bart might have known. She looks at him as he eats, slightly uncertain how he finds time to breathe. She shifts in her seat, an awkwardness that comes of not having the faintest idea what he's asking her, and instead of speaking reaches out and touches his hand.

She's no idea what she would say even if she could. He seems to be a nice guy though.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen will stop at the touch and looks over to her and says "Am I talking to much sorry, I have a bit of a habit of doing that. " He holds her hand as she touches his and hmms a bit "You can't talk do you talk in sign language, or write things down when you want to say something?" He hmms and says "I can get you some paper, or learn sign language if that would help." He offers with a smile.

Cassandra Cain has posed:
The scary thing is, she's been talking this entire time. A touch, a gesture. The way she tilts her eyebrows. She glances at the food, at his lips, and she gives this cheeky little smile that shows her teeth. She lifts her hand from his, a moment that's passed, and lifts her hands to her hair. She drags them through it, scraping out the knots that seem to plague her lately, and then sits back. Puts her feet up and slouches in that way that teenagers seem to master, and then looks at him again. She doesn't speak sign language, that would be too easy. But if he were to learn it would not be a wasted effort.

She just wouldn't be using it, it's too coherent for her style.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen will smile at her, and leans back a bit to eat a bit more. He does feed first veggies and then tuna treat to the kitty overlord. He will continue telling Cassandra a bit more about himself, that he is from the future, but really likes it here, that he has all the latest video games and a lot of the old ones Tim has set them up to the TV for him. He even lets it slip, that he thinks she is attractive, with something along the way of telling her she could be one of the pretty women who kick massive butt in the fighting games.