Los Angeles, Tuesday

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After a week of pollen and then finding out that Minako was Sailor V and Mara Jade was some kind of...knife-wielding badass, Kathy had decided that spending a week with her classmates on a ship was not in the cards. She needed a little time and space to put her confused thoughts into order, to figure out how she felt about who and what, if anything, she wanted to do about it.

Rather than hang around an empty (and frigid) island while everyone else was enjoying Mexico (so much that no one had returned any of her handwavy texts!), Kathy had decided to head back to LA. Rather than going back to her parents' apartment for the week, Kathy'd rented a tiny motel room where she wouldn't have to worry about rules, curfew, or her family finding out about her late night hobbies. During the day, she could work on her homework and brood be pensive and at night she could be Banzai, too busy leaping over rooftops and chasing down criminals to live inside her own head.

You relax your way, she'd relax hers, all right?

Not that tonight was anything like relaxing. LA was so much bigger than Baltimore, with more crime and, specifically, more violent crime. She'd just finished taking down a mugger when she'd heard gunshots coming from the north. Giving the mugger's collar one last shake, she let him go and ran off as fast as she could towards the guns.

It might be kinda sick, but she loved this.

[And the link to the thread that begins after LJ breaks the page]

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Re: Back at the motel

[spin_kick_snap]

"G-Good," Kathy said, laying down on the nest she'd made and pulling a comforter up to her chin. "Cause you still look pretty terrible." She gave him a half-smile, to show that she was teasing--regardless of how true that it might be. "Warning? The w-water heater sucks. Be prepared for a pretty cold shower."

Re: Back at the motel

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"Just what I wanted," Nick snorted, shaking his head a bit as he tried... rolling over. Okay. Weight on that shoulder, and fuck that hurts, and slowly try to sit maybe without fainting. Good plan, gold star, Nikolai. "To feel colder'n I already do."

At least it would probably wake him up?

... Maybe?

Re: Back at the motel

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"You'll be cold, but you'll feel better when you're clean," Kathy assured him, propping herself up on her elbow. "Especially tomorrow. I don't know how long until Dragon finds his friend, but you're not going to want to spend the upwards of eighteen hours sticky from blood and sweat and grime."

She looked up at him with soft eyes. "I know you everything feels like an almost-insurmountable obstacle for you right now. And you're being amazing about it, you really are. Only a few more things to do and then you can rest. And, I swear, after you've eaten and taken a shower, I won't nag you about a damn thing until Dragon shows up with his friend. Hero's honor and all that."

Re: Back at the motel

[gunslingerpose]

Nick sighed, relenting. He didn't like it. He didn't have to like it. Not liking it didn't change the fact that she was right, right now.

"I'm holding you to it," he muttered. "Fine, lay back down."

It was slow going, trying to sit up without jostling his shoulder, and he had to pause a couple of times just because he was so lightheaded he was pretty sure he was about to faint. But after a minute he was situated so that he was sitting without having to prop himself up with one arm, and that was about the best he was going to manage.

He raised his hand to his face.

"Brace yourself, baby."

Because he didn't have much more 'sitting up like a big boy' in him, and he was pushing his shades up onto his forehead to stare her down.

Re: Back at the motel

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"As much fun as the experience is for me, I promise," Kathy said lightly, keeping her eyes averted from him until she was properly snuggled under the covers. "I can live without you taking either kind of hit on a regular basis."

And then she looked up to meet his eyes and was lost.