<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Supergirl<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Saturday, August 22st 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Before 7AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island, Kitchen<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Girly coffee, Talking<br/><strong>[TAGGING]</strong>: Raven, Zod, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kara leaned back against the counter as she waited for the coffee to finish brewing and let her mind wander, mostly seeing the details of her nightmare over again. It was a painful route for her thoughts, but one she wanted to explore anyway. The Academy of Argos was still fresh in her memories, despite being for decades in Earth-time, and two years in her own timeline. It was still an odd thing to wrap her mind around: When she was put into that pod and launched off Krypton by her father, she was a fifteen years old girl, almost 16 and months from graduating from her basic education. Kal-El was six months old. When she woke up after her pod crash-landed on Earth, she was on another planet, Kal-El was an adult, and he was telling her Krypton was gone.<br/><br/>This was two Earth-years ago. She had managed to make some sort of life for herself after struggling with the notion that Earth was now her home for some time. Biologically, by human (and Kryptonian) count, she was 18 years old, but in reality, she should be nearly 50. Of course, as she was in suspended animation, this count meant little as neither her mind nor her body changed in any way during her journey to Earth.<br/><br/>The coffee machine made a long puffy sound, indicating all water had been boiled off and the coffee was ready. She lazily used her x-ray vision to peek through the cabinet doors and find where the mugs were stored. She picked one up and poured coffee into the mug three quarters from the edge, then mixed in an exaggerated quantity of milk and sugar into it, making a beverage that was nearly as white as the mug itself.<br/><br/>As she finished stirring her coffee, she heard Raven enter the kitchen and turned around to face her, taking a sip from her mug as she spoke.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309791.msg15047809#msg15047809">Quote from: Crensler on 29-08-2019, 05:50:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>"You seem to be having a great morning," Raven remarked dryly as she stepped into the room, hood lowered for the first time since she'd met the Kryptonian.  Her dark red eyes were clearly visible and focused on Kara while the blonde brewed something that smelled pretty good.  "I know I shouldn't be bothering, since it's really none of my business, but it's hard to ignore that tempest of negativity you have swirling around you at the moment."  <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>Kara studied her briefly before replying.<br/>"Sorry. I just had a bad dream, that's all. I'm usually a pretty positive person, I think. I mean, the sigil I'm wearing means Hope on my planet, after all. Do you want some coffee?", she asked, forcing herself to smile before Raven continued.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309791.msg15047809#msg15047809">Quote from: Crensler on 29-08-2019, 05:50:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She walked over to the table and had a seat, one leg crossing over the other while her cloak settled around her in a pool of dark purple cloth that made it look like she was seated in a pool of ink.  "Let me guess; it has something to do with that armored behemoth you were glaring at yesterday."  It wasn't really a question.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She sighed.<br/><br/>"Zod is... a complicated matter. He is Kryptonian, just like Kal and I. His father has done pretty terrible things, both on our home planet and here. So Lor-Zod's presence is... upsetting. He also reminds me of Krypton, and I'd rather not remember it. Still, if Kal is willing to trust him, then so should I."<br/><br/>Shortly thereafter, Lor entered the room as if on cue. Without his armor on, he looked almost... nice. She crossed his gaze and felt a shudder run down her spine but she forced herself to nod to him in greetings as he walked by and watched him prepare his... meal?<br/><br/>"Is that even food?", she asked herself mentally as she continued watching him for a short while before turning her attention back to Raven.<br/><br/>"So, what is it that you do? You read people's minds?"<br/><br/>The question was not at all sarcastic. It was, Kara imagined, a very useful ability and not everyone needed to be able to throw buildings into space as Static suggested.