DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)
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				Title: <strong>DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>04-12-2015, 07:04:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:30pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Downtown, Artemis's Apartment, then Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Theme Song</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-SBmJvwiDns</div></div><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r heads to a club alone, then realizes that she needs a gal-pal for the night. Flies over to Artemis's apartment, leaving a ring of seedy men in her wake with scorched shoes and pants. Finds Arty's apartment, lets herself in through a window, quickly exclaims to Artemis that she should dress for the club.<hr><hr><br>It was already very late in the night; As a fiery rocket of a woman jettisoned towards a somewhat shabby apartment complex in Downtown Gotham at an amazing speed, Koriand'r prayed she would not be too late... Heart pounding in her chest... <em>X'hal no. Don't do this to me... I can't get there before... Before Artemis goes to bed!</em><br><br>It was really her fault; The Tamaranean princess was never an excellent planner. The queen of impulse, she had gone to a dance club alone that night, and instantly wanted to have a girlfriend beside her. Artemis had been with plenty of women before, but one in particular she had been wanting to see ever since she had returned to Gotham earlier that week. Artemis Lian Crock, just as stunning and beautiful as Koriand'r, even if the boys in their Titans group paid more attention to the Tamaranean, just because she sometimes had no shame as she flirted with all of them. Kori had made love to Richard Grayson barely a week or two into their relationship; Artemis Crock had been the next human she would share a bed with, days after what Dick had called 'the best night of his life'. Her then-boyfriend had certainly been disturbed after rumors began to spread about Kori and Arty, and things had nearly escalated when Koriand'r not only confessed to it, but began gushing about how generous Artemis was, and how good she tasted. Kori had been taught a harsh lesson about the shame and stigma humanity attached to love, and though she didn't agree with it at all, she had always been mindful of that spectre.<br><br>She had spent much of her time with Richard this week, exhausting themselves upon each other. He had helped her track down a list of their mutual friends and their addresses. She had spent the previous night... And much of the morning and early afternoon with Michael Carter, a man from the future who called himself Booster Gold. Orin was in town as well, but tonight, she was craving more feminine company, inspired by a tender moment she had shared with Raven. That pale-skinned beauty had stoked a fire within Koriand'r that Booster had attempted to tame... X'hal bless him, he tried, but Koriand'r had stamina beyond the average human. She had slept briefly during mid-day, napping in a sunchair on Michael's balcony, and was positively recharged by the time she awoke, thinking about her friend Artemis.<br><br>And yet, she had gone to that club alone, perhaps thinking to vet it for Arty. She had gone inside- without paying the cover charge, of course- and had examined the place for ten minutes or more, while a swarm of single men wielding their best pick-up lines tailed her like flies on a carcass. She was ever cordial with them, and perhaps to her mistake, she lead them all on, getting very touchy and affectionate, putting hands on shoulders, allowing one or two of them to sling an arm around her waist. Then, inspiration struck her. <strong>"Hold on, boys. I am only a single woman, but I know how to even the odds!"</strong> Desperately, they followed her outside. Clinging too closely to Koriand'r as she took off in a blaze of fire, a few of them had to drop and extinguish their pantlegs, and a couple more ran screaming, horrified by what they had seen. They wouldn't be around when Kori returned, to the dismay of the bar's owner who had just lost nearly a dozen paying boys.<br><br>Koriand'r knew the building and the floor of the apartment complex in which Artemis lived, but not exactly which unit; Hovering outside of a window, Koriand'r pushed her face up close to the glass, looking for that familiar, olive-skinned blonde. In one of the homes, she saw a young boy, perhaps not even six years old, wearing Superman pajamas, sitting in front of a television. He did not even see her as she made her rounds around the building, until she finally found Artemis. The alien woman, overwhelmed with joy and wearing a huge smile on her face, rapped at the glass window that was more than ten stories above the ground and began to pull the window up from its frame.<br><br><strong>"Artemis! It's good to see you! Quick, put on your cutest dress, I want to take you out!"</strong> It was quite a rushed reunion of more than five years, as Koriand'r's words slammed into each other as she recanted them so fast. The window forced open, the tall woman entered through the window feet first, giving her a sight of her pink flats first, and then the obnoxiously bright pink dress (http://i.imgur.com/fHOcgFp.jpg) that clung so closely to her toned, supermodel body. From the other room, she heard another human moving around; Artemis's mother...
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>04-12-2015, 07:58:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 22:30 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Northwest Gotham<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><strong>Scene music:</strong>&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=uelHwf8o7_U</div></div><br>Having just stepped out of the shower after a six hour shift, acting the part of some rich girl's personal defense trainer, Artemis was indeed thinking about hitting the sack, but she stopped dead when she heard someone tapping at her window.&nbsp; Immediately going for her hand crossbow she kept in the top drawer of her dresser, she was aiming the small but very effective weapon at the window just as whoever was beginning to open it started to come through.&nbsp; Too many years of fighting assassins and the like hadn't done the archer's nerves or well founded paranoia any favors, so no one could blame her for being cautious, a fact her visitor was about to find out the hard way.&nbsp; Then the last person she expected to see flew through her window, and Artemis's gray eyes widened as her crossbow fell from her fingers, clattering harmlessly on the floor at her feet.&nbsp; <strong>"Kori?"</strong>&nbsp; She managed to say, shocked by the alien's appearance, her mind instantly going back several years, when life had been so much easier in some ways.<br><br>Of course, then she remembered their brief if rather intense fling together, and Artemis realized her simple white towel was starting to fall from her still damp body.&nbsp; Few were the times she blushed for any reason, embarrassment least of all since like Kori, she'd been through too much to really be ashamed of anything, but five years of no contact only to have one of her past lovers, and her first woman lover at that, fly through her window at ten thirty at night would do that to anyone.&nbsp; So Artemis did the only thing that came natural to her when she was put on the spot, she got angry.&nbsp; <strong>"Five years.&nbsp; You were gone for five years, no calls, not even a letter, a damn postcard, and you pop up out of the blue and act like nothing's happened?&nbsp; Same old Kori, the spoiled princess of impulse.&nbsp; You probably didn't even bother to check if there was someone else in my life, which actually there isn't, but that's not the point!"</strong><br><br>Throwing her hands in the air, Artemis snatched up her crossbow, stuffed it beside her new costume after pulling a secret panel in the top drawer out of the way, and slammed the drawer shut, all the while revealing her nude, muscular frame, her olive skin covered in scars from her literal life of hellish training at the hands of her father, Lawrence Crock.&nbsp; She was too pissed to care though as she rummaged around for a clean shirt and shorts.&nbsp; She froze up again though when Kori's words caught up with her.&nbsp; Glaring over her shoulder at the orange skinned, Amazonian tall alien, the archer scoffed before forcing herself to take a breath, her hands spread out over the top of her dresser before she lowered her head a little, her gray eyes downcast.&nbsp; <strong>"I am happy to see ya Kori, but you could have at least called, give me an idea you were still breathing.&nbsp; A lot's happened since...that day.&nbsp; I've lost friends even after Darkseid hit that second time, my dad and sister are still running around...It's just been tough.&nbsp; You leaving, I can understand, but I could have used a friend out there, someone that gets me same as I understand you to a degree."</strong><br><br>It was the closest to an apology Kori would get from Artemis, but it was certainly a step in the right direction as she slowly turned around and crossed her arms over her chest.&nbsp; There was little point in dressing since they'd seen each other naked more than a few times, and so Artemis didn't bother hiding her scars from the princess.&nbsp; That and modesty was a foreign concept to her anyways, so that fact alone would have made it a moot point.&nbsp; That aside, the archer shrugged when Kori asked about a dress.&nbsp; <strong>"Look around Kori, I'm not exactly living in the lap of luxury like some people.&nbsp; The best I have is a few dress shirts and pants to match.&nbsp; No dresses, no way I'd wear one anyway, not my style.&nbsp; But you could make a sack look good, which still makes me a bit jealous."</strong>&nbsp; Now that she wasn't fuming, Artemis nodded approvingly to the dress her old friend had on, even if the color was threatening to make her go blind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>05-12-2015, 08:43:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:30pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Downtown, Artemis's Apartment, then Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Kori becomes visibly upset as Artemis scolds her, and apologizes for not being there for her. When it's clear that Artemis has relaxed a bit, Kori gives her now naked friend a very erotic hug. Complains about humans and their repressed sexuality, finally relents and asks her friend to wear whatever she pleases.<hr><hr><br>Koriand'r hardly felt threatened by the crossbow that her friend had levied at her. It wasn't because she doubted Artemis's abilities, she had seen her friend take out opponents twice her size on too many occasions. No, Kori was not afraid because she trusted Artemis as much as anyone else, even Dick Grayson. When recognition washed over the blonde woman- who was irresistible, wet blonde hair sticking to her shoulders, a white towel clung to her slender form- Kori nodded enthusiastically, her bright white smile luminescent even in the dimly lit room. <strong>"Yes, it's Koriand'r, I'm so-"</strong> <em>G-glad to see you...</em> She had almost said before Artemis curtly shortened her sentence, having gone from startled at the intruder's presence, to shocked, to furious.<br><br>She had been unafraid of the weapon pointed at her, the one that clanged to the ground by Artemis's feet by now, but Koriand'r was severely harmed by her friend and former lover's reprimands, visibly flinching, her once impossibly cheerful expression now cast in doubt and sorrow. And she knew that her friend was right. Kori didn't <em>mean</em> to be gone so long. She needed time for herself, but the longer she was the way, the harder it was to convince herself it had been time to come home. Koriand'r was powerful, and beautiful, but she had no resolve, and after Darkseid, barely any willpower. For a brief time she had turned to addiction. Pills. She kept telling herself that she didn't want to go home to Dick, Artemis, Orin and the others until she was clean, but she had kept using. It had been one of her managers in Russia, as she had done modeling for a few agencies in Moscow. But as she thought of the fat lecher, his greedy hands and his pockets full of pharmaceuticals, she realized that she had been leaning too heavily on that excuse. Being high wouldn't have prevented her from e-mailing or calling. <br><br>When she had finished, Kori said nothing, hands held up defensively, heart palpitating rapidly beneath her breast as Artemis scoffed, and bent over to grab her discarded hand crossbow, her towel falling away without shame, and Kori couldn't help but admire her friend in that moment, despite the verbal lashing she had just deservedly received. <strong>"I know, and... I'm sorry, Artemis, if I hurt you by not being here for you."</strong> If it weren't for the tenseness in Arty's coiled muscles, like a snake ready to spring as she began to rummage for clothes, Koriand'r might have gone up to her and stroked the back of her neck, like she had done so many times in the past. <br><br>Finally, the unease seemed to thaw, as Artemis explained, annoyed, that she had nothing that would be suitable for the venue Koriand'r had in mind for them. The Tamaranean laughed pleasurably, the sound delightful to the ears of many, as Artemis joked that the princess would look just fine in a sack dress. Sometimes, the alien beauty was dense, and she didn't realize that Artemis hadn't been joking at all. <strong>"Oh, and I missed you too, Arty,"</strong> Koriand'r cooed, stepping close to her beautiful friend, squeezing her by the shoulders in a tight hug. Slowly, those hands began to explore southwards, gliding over scar tissue until she was grasping Artemis by her lower back, and then finally, getting a nice handful of her rear. <strong>"My love, I think you would be <em>ravishing</em> in a dress. Something red. If it were up to me, we could both just go dancing naked. I mean, you humans!"</strong> She began to fuss, nothing Artemis hadn't heard before. <strong>"Always so worried about who sees what and when, it's exhausting!"</strong> She gave her friend one final squeeze before separating; She was already physically excited just by being so close to Artemis, and she ran a hand down the front of her, starting between her cleavage, her palm sliding down past her taut tummy before going to rest on her lovely, wide hips.<br><br><strong>"Please, wear whatever makes you comfortable. I'd still love to take you out for a drink! Even if you won't dance with me,"</strong> Kori playfully pouted, easily falling into an almost subconscious flirtiness that she had been known for for a decade, now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>05-12-2015, 18:18:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 22:35 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Northwest Gotham<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>As much as she wanted to, as much as Kori deserved it, Artemis could never find it in herself to ever stay mad at her for very long, and she was able to hold a grudge like nobody's business.&nbsp; Yet something about the princess always managed to get under her skin in just the right way, that and it helped when Kori apologized, her face falling into that kicked puppy look that made her so damn hard to resist in its own way, so as much as she wanted to growl and snarl some more, Artemis just couldn't do it.&nbsp; <strong>"Just..don't leave like that again, at least call or something Kori.&nbsp; That's not too much to ask for."</strong>&nbsp; The fact she could have done the same thing didn't enter into the archer's thoughts, and by the time it did, her mind had gone far afield when the Tamaran hugged her.<br><br>Artemis tensed for just a moment, prepared to throw the tall woman over her shoulder, but she kicked that impulse flat before resting her head against her alien lover, just shy of reaching the top of her shoulder as she wrapped her own arms around Kori's back.&nbsp; Being one of the tallest members of any team only made the alien's impressive height that much more noticeable to the archer as she took a moment to just relax against Kori, inhale her scent, remember the feel of her skin, but she smirked when she felt the other woman's hands start to stray southwards down her scarred back.&nbsp; Typical Tamaran, but Artemis found she couldn't say no to her in this either as a soft moan escaped her lips from the touch on her rear end.&nbsp; Needless to say, that was bringing back a lot of fond memories, most of which had seen them covered in sweat and panting for breath after they'd completed their latest round of sex.<br><br>Taking a step back before she could get anymore ideas, and before Artemis said 'fuck it' and proceeded to ravish Kori right there, the archer merely smirked a little wider when Kori started to ramble in her usual manner.&nbsp; Stopping her hand by placing her own over the orange skinned woman's, Artemis gently squeezed the fingers between her own while her free hand rested on Kori's shoulder.&nbsp; <strong>"Alright, I'll throw something on, then tell my mom I'm heading out then we can go.&nbsp; I might be old enough to do whatever I want, but she's still my mother, she worries if I just disappear."</strong>&nbsp; Considering her alternate life style choice, mainly jumping off rooftops, dressed up as a tiger in armor, something Paula was fully aware of, no one could blame the older Crock for worrying about her daughter.&nbsp; That wasn't even taking into consideration her oldest was a member of the League of Shadows.&nbsp; But before Koriand'r could wonder if part of her last statement had been meant to remind her about her up and leaving, which it very well might have been, Artemis pulled Kori in for a deep if brief kiss right on her beautiful lips, her gray eyes closed partially before she just as quickly turned on her heel and pulled out something from her closet before disappearing into her bathroom.&nbsp; The smug smirk on Artemis's face at having distracted Kori was just a side benefit in her opinion.<br><br>Coming out a few minutes later, Artemis was just finishing up tying her hair up in its traditional long ponytail as she waited for her friend's approval regarding what she had on.&nbsp; Out of anyone, Kori's opinion was one she held higher than most, although she'd never admit it of course.&nbsp; Having put on a pair of her nicest jeans, a short sleeve top, and her favorite short sleeve brown leather jacket, Artemis cut an impressive figure despite how mundane she looked compared to Kori ir her bright, form hugging dress.&nbsp; On the other hand, her natural alluring figure did that on its own, but Artemis wasn't dressed up for just anyone.&nbsp; Artemis didn't bother with makeup, or anything like that most days, and tonight was no different since they were just going drinking and dancing anyway.&nbsp; She'd probably be hot and sweaty before too long, so there was no point, even if she was making her usually blunt and straightforward effort to impress Koriand'r.&nbsp; As if to prove that the universe wasn't kind though, Artemis's hairband decided to snap on her just as she'd finished getting her ponytail settled.&nbsp; "Son of a- that was my favorite one too."&nbsp; She hissed before tossing the hunter green tie into a nearby trashcan.&nbsp; <strong>"Good thing I carry extras, but damn it."</strong>&nbsp; Stomping off to the bathroom, she yanked open the top drawer, pulled out a second hairband, and thought better of trying to do it herself as she instead turned her head towards Kori.&nbsp; <strong>"Mind giving me a hand with this?&nbsp; I'd rather not break a second one."</strong>&nbsp; Truthfully, Artemis just wanted Kori's fingers in her hair, but like so many things, she'd never tell her that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>06-12-2015, 09:12:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:30pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Downtown, Artemis's Apartment, then Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Kori makes a promise to Artemis. After Artemis is dressed, Kori gives her strained approval. Helps her friend tie her hair up into a ponytail, then leans in for another very intimate hug, and a kiss on the neck. Confesses how much she missed Artemis, almost to the point of crying. tries to compose herself, tells Artemis to get ready for their flight to the club.<hr><hr><br>Staring down at her friend, Kori nodded in agreement as Artemis asked that she never leave so abruptly again. Koriand'r had learned a lot in her absence, but even more when she had come home. Her friends had needed her while she was gone, and she felt like she had betrayed them. She would not make the same mistake twice. A soft, touched smile on the alien's lips, she agreed, <strong>"Never, ever again."</strong><br><br>Arty suggested that she would have to tell her mother that she'd be leaving; The Tamaranean was not stupid, but she sometimes missed out on subtleties of speech, and she didn't interpret what Artemis had said as a barb against her. But she was still very receptive as Artemis grasped her by the shoulders and brought her close for a kiss, sweet and tender, but ending far too quickly for her liking. <em>Perhaps a promise of more to come, I hope,</em> she thought to herself, sighing dreamily as she watched Artemis grab up some clothes and head into another room to dress. <br><br>The Tamaranean girl was not known for her patience, and she paced the kitchen several times while waiting for her friend. Once or twice, she considered going into the other room, if only to say high to Artemis's mother. Before she could decide on anything, her friend finally came out of the bathroom, and Artemis was... Well... She couldn't be disappointed. Her friend looked better equipped for a dive bar than a glitzy dancing club, but Artemis was still strikingly beautiful, and the two girls would find their fun however they could tonight, even if they were dressed for two entirely different occasions. <strong>"Very cute,"</strong> Kori chirped, though she was still picturing Artemis in a red dress, with matching lipstick, dark mascara, blush, a bomb-shell bra... <em>Oh, if only she'd let me dress her!</em><br><br>Artemis turned as if to head into the other room, to inform her mother of her new plans, but Arty's tight ponytail was suddenly no more; There was a brief snapping sound, and her hair sagged towards her shoulders. In disgust, Artemis threw the snapped ponytail away, and after finding a new one in the other room, asked that her friend fix her hair up for her. <strong>"Absolutely!"</strong> Her response was genuine, and as Artemis turned the other way, Kori came up behind her, and immediately began to run her fingers through Artemis's long, soft hair, still slightly wet from her shower. The alien princess leaned close, taking a deep sniff, purring a pleasurable groan. <strong>"So lovely..."</strong> She cooed, having been notorious among their former outfit of heroes for always volunteering to work with other girls' hair. Or perhaps, more likely, Koriand'r had been talking about Artemis herself... She ran her fingers through Arty's golden hair for a few long moments, brushing it back into straightness, before she wrapped the new hairband around her thumb and forefinger, and rolled it into a tight tail. She didn't know if it was how Artemis wore it still, but it was how her friend had liked it when they had both been teenagers.<br><br>The deed was done, but Kori didn't want to step away just yet; She put her arms around Artemis again, this time from behind her, wrapping her up tightly, leaning down low to put her chin on her former lover's shoulder. <strong>"I did miss you... You know that, right? Very, very much,"</strong> she confessed sincerely, planting a kiss on the back of Artemis's neck. She stayed a long moment before pulling away... Artemis could hear a bit of a sniffle, as if Kori's emotions had been getting the best of her. <strong>"Come now, say goodbye to mommy, and we'll head out!"</strong> She was trying to drum her enthusiasm back up to the level it had been when she had entered the somewhat dingy kitchen, a mood more appropriate for the type of place she had in mind for them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>06-12-2015, 17:31:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 22:45 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, the Northwest Gotham<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>Despite her sometimes ditzy nature, Artemis knew that Kori would do her best to keep her promise to never disappear on her or their friends again.&nbsp; So much so in fact, that even having her hairband snap, as annoying as that was, couldn't keep the contented smile off her face as Kori starting running her dexterous fingers through her long, damp locks.&nbsp; Something about having her hair played with always put Artemis in a good mood, or at least a better one given her usual attitude towards pretty much everyone.&nbsp; But she managed a brief but genuine smile when she heard Kori's soft whisper, unsure if she meant her in particular or just her hair that despite her tough nature, smelled of jasmine, lavender, and several other soft, feminine scents one wouldn't normally acquaint her with.&nbsp; Just because she didn't normally go out of her way to look ravishing like Kori didn't mean she didn't at least like to smell pretty.<br><br>Having already started to lean her head forward, giving the Tamarian woman easier access to her hair, Artemis tensed up for a moment until she relaxed into Kori's arms, sighing softly at the feel of her lips against her neck.&nbsp; Her softly spoken words were quickly followed by a sniffle, but before the archer could try to offer some form of comfort for her old friend, a rarity unto itself, Kori was back to her normally cheerful self.&nbsp; Being the queen of bottling stuff up though, Artemis knew better as she turned around, her newly fixed up hair forgotten as she gently grasped Kori's face between her hands.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey, it's just me.&nbsp; You don't have to pretend to be alright.&nbsp; It's easy for me to get pissed when I'm upset, but you know better, just as I know better you can fake a smile with the best of them.&nbsp; Something we both need to work on, even now.&nbsp; Yes I was pissed and upset you left, but I never did ask why, although I can guess, or call you for that matter.&nbsp; So that doesn't just fall on you Kori, I could have tried to do the same but didn't.&nbsp; My damn pride for you."</strong>&nbsp; It might not have been the best phrased apology, but it got her point across as Artemis pulled Kori close for another hug before leaving a soft kiss on the side of her neck.&nbsp; <strong>"Alright, let's go before we get anymore mushy on each other."</strong>&nbsp; She stated once she'd pulled back, her trademark grin returning with a vengeance.<br><br>How Paula had snuck up on the normally paranoid archer, especially since her simple wheelchair wasn't exactly quiet as it squeaked with every movement, Artemis would never no as she turned around and about jumped out of her boots.&nbsp; "Heading out a bit late aren't we?"&nbsp; Paula asked, looking rather intimidating despite the fact she was vertically challenged.&nbsp; But before Artemis could respond, the older woman smiled and nodded.&nbsp; "Go, you need an actual night off.&nbsp; Just call if you're not going to be home by midnight.&nbsp; Unlike some people, I do have to get up in the morning."<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m236ds83bh1r6616po3_1280.jpg)</div><br>Before Kori could get two feet away, Paula's hand shot out and grabbed her by the arm, her grip almost vice like, relaying her strength despite her paralysis from the waist down, her smile gone as Artemis went to wait by her bedroom window for her to catch up.&nbsp; "Hurt Artemis again, and your body will never be discovered, Koriand'r.&nbsp; I've been in prison once, it does not frighten me, and neither do you.&nbsp; And if I can't see the deed completed, Jade and my ex husband would gladly see it through.&nbsp; Do not make it necessary."&nbsp; Having said her piece, the hard glare on Paula's face softened just as quickly as her grip on Kori's arm softened at the same time.&nbsp; "Despite my feelings about your disappearance and what it did to her, it is good to see you again Koriand'r.&nbsp; Go, and stay safe.&nbsp; Gotham is not what it used to be."
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>08-12-2015, 02:37:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:30pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Downtown, Artemis's Apartment, then Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r is confronted by the former Huntress, and doesn't like what Paula has to say, pulling her arm away from the older woman's grip. Koriand'r proudly, loudly calls Artemis her 'queen', and is obviously emotional as she takes Artemis and flies them away from the apartment. She stops halfway towards their destination and kisses Artemis deeply.<hr><hr><br>Kori did something she was usually not very good at, as Artemis turned to her and gave her heartfelt thoughts about Kori's disappearance: She shut up and listened. At first, she wasn't sure that her friend had understood, but by the time Arty was done talking, Kori was surprised, and had a deeper respect for her girlfriend. She gave a gentle nod, still blinking at tears in the corner of her green eyes as Artemis brought her in for one last, brief hug. Artemis mentioned that maybe they should get prepared to leave before things got too emotional, or... Intimate. <strong>"You're right, as you always are,"</strong> she agreed sincerely, Koriand'r not known for her sarcasm or any verbal flippancy.<br><br>Her friend left the room, but not two seconds after she did, Koriand'r heard a brief exchange between mother and daughter, Koriand'r nodded her head gently in agreement as Paula Crock supposed that her daughter needed a break. But the former Huntress hadn't said her piece; After she released Artemis, Paula wheeled into the kitchen, and seized Kori by the wrist, startling the alien, who perhaps did not know her lover's mother as well as she should have. Koriand'r was not someone who did not like to be touched, but she did not like to be seized so forcefully, and gave a tug of her wrist away from Paula as she grabbed the alien princess, but the paraplegic was much stronger than she looked; Kori could have torn her arms off, but she had respect for a woman in her own home, and reluctantly allowed Paula's grasp to remain, as she delivered a very unsubtle threat to Koriand'r, should she hurt or upset her daughter. <br><br>The princess was outraged, imagining assassins of the League infiltrating her penthouse, and now she did pull her wrist away, her bronzed, Tamaranean features twisting briefly with anger, but Kori did not speak or interrupt Paula as she finally softened her tone, as the mother left one final warning to her to stay safe. <strong>"Artemis is the queen of mine eyes, I would never again betray her,"</strong> she proclaimed boldly, severely romanticizing her relationship with Artemis... Or was she? Artemis was her second human lover, the first after Richard Grayson, and she loved her as much as she loved Richard. If Paula pushed her again, the princess would have doubled down and stubbornly proposed to Artemis right there, but it didn't have to come to that, as her friend returned a moment later, and Koriand'r scooped her friend and lover up in her arms, and bounded out of the kitchen window.<br><br>As they flew through the city, the princess was obviously in an intense state of emotion. As she did with every human that flew with her, she carried them like a child in her arms, their head eventually forced to nestle between her armpit and her breast from the wind pressure pressing against their skulls. But Koriand'r slowed her speed after about a minute or so away from Artemis's apartment, and hovered in the air, floating upright some hundreds of feet above traffic. And then... The princess, staring intensely into Artemis's eyes, lowered her lips until she put a kiss on the blonde girl's lips, this one infinitely more hungry and passionate than the brief kisses they had shared in her apartment. She knew, in that small apartment, separated by thin walls, that Artemis had heard everything she had said to Paula, and she wanted her friend to know that her feelings for her were genuine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>08-12-2015, 04:03:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 22:45 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown, dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br><strong>"Not always, just most of the time."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis shot over her shoulder after breaking their hug, giving Kori one last smirk before disappearing into her room to grab her wallet and a few other basic essentials for the night.&nbsp; Long enough for Paula to deliver her well meaning threat as most parents are known to do, except most of those same people didn't know, let alone had family, in a group of deadly assassins that could stand toe to toe with even super powered beings and come out the other end successful more times than not.&nbsp; An even standstill at others, but very rarely did they lose altogether, and once a contract was agreed upon, nothing stopped them from seeing it completed.<br><br>That said, as much as it had hurt Paula to have seen her daughter so distraught after everything that had happened that terrible day, she wouldn't go that far.&nbsp; She'd be tempted sure, but she loved her daughter to much to waste away in jail for the rest of her life over petty vengeance.&nbsp; Kori didn't have to know that though as she replied, earning a sad look from the older Crock.&nbsp; "I truly hope so Koriand'r, Artemis cannot take another hit like that again.&nbsp; First the League, then you, then...It's been hard, these last five years.&nbsp; Please do not add to it."&nbsp; Letting her go, Paula only sighed heavily again before wheeling away just as Kori went to fly Artemis out of the apartment.&nbsp; She sincerely hoped that they wouldn't be back that night, since she hadn't been kidding about the blonde needing a true night off, away from her, her personal troubles, everything.<br><br>As for Artemis herself, she had heard, mainly because she'd been eavesdropping, but she didn't immediately say anything as she got comfortable in the princess's arms.&nbsp; Tall as she was, she might as well have been a child in the Tamaranian's embrace, but that was a far concern at that moment as she let her gray eyes fall on Gotham far below her.&nbsp; It was so easy to forget her messed up life up here, the wind pulling at her long blonde hair, the feeling of Kori's body against her own as she wrapped an arm around her neck and shoulders.&nbsp; Ironically just as Kori leaned down to plant a smoldering, passionate kiss on her own lips, forcing a pleasantly surprised moan to filter through her mouth and into Kori's soft lips.&nbsp; Letting her tongue rush into her mouth, Artemis wanted to remember this moment for as long as she could as she pulled Kori deeper into the kiss, her free hand caressing her cheek before she reluctantly pulled away.&nbsp; A thin trail of saliva was the only thing that kept them together before it split, but the heat in the archer's face remained.&nbsp; <strong>"Let's go.&nbsp; Let's just have a good time and see where the night takes us."</strong>&nbsp; It wasn't a suggestion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>11-12-2015, 02:18:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:45pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Kori and Artemis arrive at the dance club called Envy, and Kori gets them inside by flirting with a bouncer. The interior of the club is described briefly as Kori leads them to the bar, and orders a pair of drinks for the two girls, before she heads out on the dance floor, expecting Artemis to follow.<hr><hr><br>Kori always possessed this hunger, ever since she had blossomed into a young woman in the custody of the Citadel. She had no time to seek pleasure or explore her curiosities, as they tortured her for years before selling her to the Psions. Her first time, not just with a human but with any other person, had been Richard Grayson. She had told him that much the same night they had laid in his bed together, and he had wondered if Tamaraneans were just naturally lusty, or if she were making up for some lost time. As Richard had learned earlier in the week, though, was that Koriand'r had an almost unhealthy, bottomless appetite for sex. <br><br>So as Artemis slowly pulled away from Kori's lips, looking star-crossed as she stared up into the princess's glowing green eyes, and suggested that they take things slowly... The human girl was just delaying the inevitable. Koriand'r always got what she wanted, unless she was vehemently told no. She had become somewhat accustomed to human skittishness around her advances, and didn't take any offense to Artemis putting the brakes on their heated, intimate moment. <strong>"We'll see,"</strong> Koriand'r agreed, giving a gentle nod before she urged herself forward through the air again, a trail of fire marking their journey through the high tops of Gotham's skyline.<br><br>The club (http://i.imgur.com/tvSjs8s.jpg?1) had a reputation of being a somewhat girly place, all pink and purple with poppy dance and R&amp;B music playing. Koriand'r was appropriately addressed, her hot pink dress only a shade or two lighter than the lights outside and inside of the building. They set down on the sidewalk in front of the dance club, the music inside already a low thud through the walls and the doors. The doormen were surprisingly unfazed by her fiery entrance, as they had seen her taking off before, not even a half hour prior. Gently, the princess lowered her partner to the ground, and lead the way. <strong>"Oh, did those boys leave already?"</strong> She asked with a heavy dose of affectionate smarm as he brushed past one of the bouncers, running a hand across his suited bicep, buying her and her friend entrance with just a smoldering look and a soft touch. Koriand'r could sometimes be naive, but she also knew how to get what she wanted.<br><br>They allowed Artemis and Kori to pass through. The interior (http://i.imgur.com/ET64sTT.jpg)<sup>1</sup> was lit up in pink and purple; The room opened up to the left of them, and at the end of the dance floor was a long, well-lit bar, where several people were sitting on back-less stools, sipping on drinks and chatting with their friends or significant other's. There was also a section along the opposite wall separated by glass and slightly elevated over the dance floor, tables where plenty of people sat and flirted with each other. Despite the overtly feminine vibe the place seemed to seethe, and the decent majority of girls present, there were still plenty of men here... Some with other men, but others with women. And as they scanned the crowd as Kori bustled ahead, walking with wide shoulders so that she left a wide enough berth for Artemis to follow as they approached the bar, each of them would see that there were a decent amount of women dancing with other women, some holding each other closer than friends might have done. Plenty of appreciative glances were cast not only upon Koriand'r, but at Artemis as well. Arty would even notice that she was not as poorly dress as she might have believed, as plenty of other women were wearing jeans, at least. <br><br>The bartender was a beefy dude, maybe early 20's; Blonde hair, green eyes, shirtless, hairless, oily or perhaps just sweaty. Neither of the girls were sure if he was just incredibly focused on his job as he mixed drinks for other customers or if he had no interest in either of them, as he hurried madly to satisfy everyone who came. Kori pushed between a couple of other customers to stand at the bar, back arched as she leaned close in to the guy. It didn't matter what team he batted for, when a Tamaranean princess- Tall, beautiful, glowing green eyes, dark purple lips, her hard body begging for attention beneath that tight, bright dress- approached your bar, you gave her your attention, no matter who'd been squawking for a beer a few seats down.<br><br><strong>"I'd like something sweet,"</strong> she intoned flirtatiously, though she followed up quickly enough that the bartender wouldn't walk away annoyed. <strong>"Angel's Tit for me. And,"</strong> she glanced back at Artemis, a wide smile on her face. <strong>"Get my friend, here, a Dirty Redheaded Slut."</strong><br><br><strong>"Sure thing,"</strong> the man said stiffly, moving ahead to prepare their drinks as Koriand'r pulled open the small clutch<sup>2</sup> she'd been carrying with her, and put a small, plastic card on the bar. <strong>"And keep a tab open,"</strong> she declared. A minute later, Kori placed Arty's drink &nbsp;(http://i.imgur.com/7tFmQKp.jpg)in her friend's hand; Raspberry and peach liqueurs, blended with whiskey. Kori held her own glass (http://i.imgur.com/UrROa6E.jpg) up high for both to see; It looked like a cherry sundae in alcohol form, and was likely sweeter than one. Half and half white creme de cacao and cherry liqueur, with a cherry on top. The music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=28&amp;v=BMaT2nGaEVg) was fun and energetic, and Kori was already swaying her hips and raising her free hand into the air as she made her way to the dance floor, not even looking back to see if Arty was following, as she was possessed with the need to dance.<br><br><hr><sup>1</sup>: The interior is a bit darker/not as well lit as the picture<br><sup>2</sup>: Forgot to realize that she would need to have a bag/purse/etc on her, so let's pretend it's always been there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>11-12-2015, 23:01:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 22:45 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown, dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>Artemis knew enough about Kori, both as a friend and as a lover, that they weren't so different from each other.&nbsp; They both had had rough childhoods, although admittedly Koriand'r had had it worse in her own way, and both of them had scars because of it.&nbsp; Kori's were more internalized though, less visible, unless you knew where to look, so to see her so near tears at least once that night only reminded the archer she wasn't the only one that had spent the last five years struggling to hold their lives together.&nbsp; It was about the only reason she hadn't outright bit Kori's head off when she had suddenly swooped into her bedroom, on her birthday no less, just wanting someone to spend a good time with.&nbsp; Why she had chosen her over one of their other friends though, Artemis couldn't say as she nestled closer into the princess's arms, but she was glad she had despite her somewhat mixed feelings regarding the girl that had left right when she had needed someone the most.&nbsp; She also knew about Kori's sexual appetites, and despite her feelings regarding Kori abandoning everyone, herself included, Artemis couldn't help but look forward to what was likely to happen later that night.&nbsp; Unless she told her outright that it wasn't gonna happen, the archer knew that Kori usually got what she wanted.&nbsp; The spiteful, cynical part of her wanted to do just that and walk back to her apartment, just to see Kori's crestfallen look, but Artemis was better than that, much better really.&nbsp; Besides, it was a cold day in Hell when Kori gave even a hint of the damaged, scared girl she had once been, and it would be a crime against nature to hurt Koriand'r more than she'd been hurt already.<br><br>So Artemis only nodded after Kori spoke, getting the hint loud and clear that she was just delaying what would likely happen anyway, and smirked in response to the soft spoken words.&nbsp; <em>We'll see indeed Kori.</em>&nbsp; Artemis thought, her gray eyes gleaming.&nbsp; Before too long, the pleasant moonlit night flight was over, and they were standing outside a club that unbeknownst to Artemis, Kori had already visited until she made the idle comment about the boys she had left with their pants on fire.&nbsp; Artemis could only snort in amusement, her imagination supplying the rest of what had likely happened in one of Kori's more ditzy moments.&nbsp; <strong>"She set their pants on fire didn't she?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked the bouncer in passing, the man only nodding in response.&nbsp; <strong>"Thought as much."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis muttered, and rolled her eyes when the Tamaranean princess bought their way in with just a wink and a gentle pass on the man's arm as they walked by.&nbsp; Sometimes it paid dividends to have someone like Kori in your list of friends, but it also drove the point home that compared to the princess, Artemis was lucky she was noticed at all in her personal opinion.&nbsp; Yes, she was beautiful in her own way, but she always felt invisible around the orange skinned, scantily clad woman that led the way into the club before them.&nbsp; On the other hand, at that particular moment, Artemis knew Kori had eyes only for her, out of anyone else, even if she had started her night with other ideas, she had chosen her out of anyone else she could have spent the evening with.&nbsp; That alone made the last five years of largely, lonely nights a distant memory, a bad dream at best, and made all of her negative thoughts regarding Kori disappear for the most part.<br><br>As for the club itself, Artemis had no opinion about it one way or the other since appearances were just that.&nbsp; Sure it looked nice, but she had eyes only for Kori at that point in time.&nbsp; The other party goers, most of which were just as involved with their partners as Artemis planned to be with her own date soon enough, weren't bad looking in their own ways, and it was reassuring to see she wasn't the only one sporting jeans and a simple top.&nbsp; Most of them were decked out in sparkly dresses or dress shirts in the case of the men, but again Artemis only paid them brief flicks of her gray eyes.&nbsp; Her mind was elsewhere, mainly the last time she and Kori had been together like this.&nbsp; The night had progressed with some dancing, some drinking, and a lot of heavy petting before they had even made it back to Kori's place, where clothes had quickly been tossed in every direction before they had even made it to her bedroom.&nbsp; Then the shower, then the bed again before finally passing out, hot, sweaty, and quite content with the world.&nbsp; Before she could dwell on that line of very pleasant memories for too long though, Artemis found herself at the bar, situated by her date for the evening, just as Kori was preparing to order their drinks.&nbsp; She nodded in thanks when her glass was passed along and Artemis took a sip, a small moan escaping her lips as the tasty, mixed drink hit her tongue.&nbsp; It'd been a while since she had just let her hair down and enjoyed a night out like this, so she was glad her mother hadn't run Kori off completely before they had slipped out of the window.&nbsp; That and it was a joy to know Kori had remembered how she liked her drinks, strong with a kick yet with a soft center, just like she liked her dates oddly enough.&nbsp; Raising her own partially empty glass, the archer smirked in approval before taking another sip just as Kori started to get to her feet.&nbsp; Unlike her date though, Artemis didn't want to be wearing her glass full of liquor in a dance floor related mishap, so she left hers at the bar.&nbsp; <strong>"That better be there when I get back."</strong>&nbsp; The bartender rolled his eyes but said nothing in response as Artemis followed Kori to the dance floor.<br><br>It didn't take long for them to migrate to the center of the dance floor, pressed in on all sides yet having just enough room that they wouldn't have to worry about bumping into the other dancers and the like.&nbsp; It was probably just as well though given Kori's height, not to mention her own, and the fact that one of them had what some of Artemis's friends had called her 'resting bitch face' on, although she actually wasn't in a bad mood or even pretending to be in one for that matter.&nbsp; If anything, she was feeling a little daring for the first time in a long while, and was half tempted to use a bit of what she'd picked up from Mar'i during their time together so far.&nbsp; Say what you wanted about Tamaraneans, but they knew how to party, and some of the latter's decidedly borderline risque movements had made their way to Artemis over their time together.&nbsp; One hand found its way to the small of Kori's back while the other rested on her shoulder, their bodies pressed close against each other as Artemis leaned into Kori's statuesque form, her lips just shy of running across the woman's neck.&nbsp; <strong>"Been too damn long since we've done this."</strong>&nbsp; She stated, not at all ashamed to be entwined with Kori where everyone could see her as she moved to the beat as best as she could with the vision of sexual allure in front of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>15-12-2015, 06:03:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:50pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Kori leans into the slow dance with Artemis, groping the blonde in the process. After the slow dance ends, Kori finishes her drink and returns to the dance floor with Artemis, as the music picks up in tempo. She proceeds to grind on her friend from behind before turning around and twerking.<hr><hr><br>Koriand'r didn't even think twice as she brought her more than half-full glass of liquor onto the dance-floor with her; She had lived in a dozen cities between the events of 2010 and now, each of them with their own unique night-life scene, and Kori had lived through all of them capably, never spilling a drink... Except for once or twice, when it was purposefully knocked out of her hand. But that didn't count! She held her glass just above her head, her body and arms longer than most, minimizing the risk of a strong, wayward elbow knocking it over. She brought it down to her lips every few moments to take a deep sip; It left a suggestive white foam across her lips that she quickly licked away, often glancing right at Artemis, raising a suggestive eye-brow as she did so. She had always loved to flirt, and Kori supposed that those who still wanted to be her friends had grown used to it.<br><br>The princess was easily excitable, and she glanced through the crowd, looking for the hottest men and women, giving them a suggestive wink if they caught her attention and vice versa. But the hand on her back was quick to remind her of her girlfriend for the night, a lover she had missed for years. Artemis wrapped her up as the two danced slowly, her friend's blonde head coming to a rest on her tall shoulder. The Tamaranean continued to swing her hips suggestively side to side, wanting to infect Arty with the rhythm, even as her free hand snaked around her friend's back, and took a large handful of Arty's denim-clad ass. <strong>"Hmm!"</strong> She purred, liking what she felt there, inclining her head downward, her bronze temple nuzzling against Arty's head affectionately, appreciating the closeness of her partner as the ensued in a slow dance. Her lover, pressed so closely against Koriand'r's skin, would feel the sheer heat radiating off of her alien body. Perhaps it was just her natural glow, or a signal of her arousal, or maybe the latter was ever-present.<br><br>Eventually, the music picked up a little bit, getting faster, more exciting. Kori slowly uncoupled from her friend and finished her drink, giving Arty an outstretched finger, the human symbol of <em>one moment please</em>, briefly touching the girl's kissable lips before departing to leave her empty glass at the bar. She returned quickly enough, a hop in her step, the princess practically ready to fly as she began to dance with a fever. She threw her arms around Arty's torso, though quickly slid behind her friend, hands clutching her side, just beneath her breasts... And then, boldly, grasping them through the leather jacket. Kori pushed her hips into her friend's butt, and grinded into her from behind, and then Arty would feel a hot tongue gliding against the back of her neck. They had each seen wilder things since entering the club, but coming from Koriand'r, it had been the most explicit thing done all night.<br><br>After grinding against her for a minute or so, Kori let her friend go, turning her back on Artemis, though still standing close... Arty would feel her friend's skirted butt against her own, and she danced back to back with her for a while, booty-popping, shaking vigorously, her small pink dress riding higher and higher on her thighs as she did so. Koriand'r clearly loved to dance, and had always taken absolute joy in the suggestive dances that humans performed in clubs, potential suitors were staring at each of them from the crowd, not realizing that the princess was only interested in her friend this night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>15-12-2015, 08:24:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 22:58 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown, dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>While she was unaware of the fact Kori had been to many clubs like this one during her absence, Artemis wouldn't have been surprised by the news given Kori's personality, or her people's general culture of sensual and sexual freedom.&nbsp; The caresses others might have found strange were a welcome part of the alien's presence, and it only served to remind Artemis why she loved this woman as much as she did, despite that same freedom that saw the princess jumping from one bed to the next.&nbsp; That said, she always came back to her close friends, of which Artemis knew she was more than a little fortune to number among them.&nbsp; So the way the alien sex goddess licked her lips and raised one of her eyebrows suggestively earned an amused eyeroll and a playful scoff from the blonde archer before she stood on her tip toes and licked up the foam from her lips before Kori could do so herself, letting her know that she was on to her little game, and that she approved of it.&nbsp; The delicious friction between them was just a bonus before she pulled back a little to give herself and Kori some space, lest one or both of them forget they were among a crowd and start something that might end up with then tossed out of the club.<br><br>Even when Kori put a hand to her ass, Artemis only let out a little hum of approval, easily getting lost to the beat and slow sway that Kori had set, not about to argue with someone that made her feel so warm and safe, even if the alien in her arms generated her own heat for one reason or another.&nbsp; Just as she started to close her gray eyes, so at peace with the situation as it stood, the music picked up and Artemis smirked when it became apparent the quiet, tender moment was over.&nbsp; That too was fine with her though since she would have gotten bored anyway.&nbsp; Watching Kori saunter off to put down her empty glass, Artemis didn't have to wait long before she returned, practically glowing as she swayed and moved so alluringly to the beat.&nbsp; If she hadn't been expecting it, Artemis might have been flush from her head down to her toes, and while it certainly turned her on to watch Kori flaunt her stuff, it wasn't until her hands found their way under her jacket that Artemis missed a step in her otherwise graceful dance technique that wasn't so bad, although again her own moves were quite tame compared to Kori's.<br><br>That said, the grope had a soft, needy moan escaping her lips as she leaned her head back, just in time for Kori to run her tongue across the back of her neck.&nbsp; She had almost forgotten what that felt like, to be seduced so effectively and with such ease that her kegs turned to jelly, a response only two people could so easily induce, one of which was doing exactly that.&nbsp; Everyone else had to put in a bit more effort than Kori or Mar'i had to on a regular basis.&nbsp; That said, Kori wasn't the only one with moves, in either instance as she turned around after bumping up against her butt, and wrapped her hands around the front of Kori's body.&nbsp; Gently nipping at her ear, Arty's right hand trailed down, down her right thigh and around to her butt, that was almost all but on display at this point.&nbsp; Flicking her tongue across the bottom of Kori's ear, Artemis let a heated moan play across her neck before leaving a deep, smoldering suck mark on the woman's soft skin of her neck, leaving a slow to fade red imprint behind.&nbsp; All the while her hand alternated between caressing her ass cheek to teasing at her inner thigh, her chest pressed firmly against Kori's back as she moved with the music.&nbsp; She wanted to play, and Artemus was happy to indulge her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>20-12-2015, 03:40:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:50pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Kori and Artemis dance very closely for an entire song, Koriand'r being very explicit about how she likes to be touched as she guides Artemis's hand even deeper down her inner thigh. Then, after that song, they return to the bar, where Kori refreshes their drinks before she takes them to the lounge area. Kori then asks Artemis about her life the last five years.<hr><hr><br>Kori was already having a tremendous amount of fun dancing, and it was exciting to have a partner, for a change, especially someone she trusted. She'd had a few disposable boyfriends and girlfriends during her travels, but Artemis was so much more than that. Not long after Kori turned away and danced back to back with her longtime friend, she felt a hand snake around her waist, drawing the squatting Tamaranean into a more upright stance, allowing the other to wrap her body tightly against Kori's, just as the alien had done to her a moment ago. She leaned back into Artemis, curly red hair falling to one side so that Artemis could get at her tender neck, where light kisses and bites were applied to her earlobe, her neck, each touch of her lover's lips creating a new moan from the alien's plump, purple-painted lips.<br><br>As Artemis's hands explored her lower half, Kori took one into her own grasp, just as it had been sliding down her thigh. She took the other girl and brought her exploratory touch deeper, more intimate, Arty's hand now practically cupping the princess's sex through her tight dress. She craned her neck to the side and down, putting her head on her friend's shoulder; It was not easy, as she was much taller than Artemis, but she managed to plant a light kiss on the corner of her lips, strong hands reaching up to grasp Arty's hair. They 'danced' very closely like this for a while, until the song faded into the next. Kori was burning with desire, and was half-tempted to drag her friend out of the club and back to her place. Or even worse, just take her to the closest, cleanest bathroom stall and push Arty's head underneath her skirt... But the night was still so young, she did not want to give into her desires just yet.<br><br><strong>"Come,"</strong> she bade her friend in a throaty gasp, slowly standing up straight, pulling her body away from Artemis's arms, and leading the way back to the bar. <strong>"Let's find a place to sit and talk for a moment... But first, I'm still thirsty,"</strong> she declared boldly, not having nearly satisfied her thirst for the night. She leaned over the bar and found the drink her friend had left there, passing it back to Artemis, and ordering a couple of fresh ones for each of them. The shirtless man seemed disgusted by how much prep it took to make each drink, but he did so anyways, and soon Kori was walking side by side with Artemis, skirting the dance floor and instead heading up a very brief staircase that brought them to the elevated lounge. She took the nearest available booth, and sighed as she sat down in one of the surprisingly comfortable leather seats that curved like a U around their table, giving Kori a chance to really stretch herself out and still give Artemis plenty of space to do so herself.<br><br><strong>"How have you been? These last five years. And don't hold out on me,"</strong> she threatened playfully, nose wrinkling with a playful grin. She knew the questions would soon be turned back on her, though, just like Richard had done several days prior. She had been perfecting her little white lies during that time; It was better if Artemis did not know the entire, sordid truth of her time abroad...
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>20-12-2015, 05:20:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 23:03 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown, dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>Artemis was fully aware that Kori was a very sensual creature, unafraid to touch and be touched with an audience around her, and while she wasn't quite as willing to put on a show for anyone, it was easy to get lost in the moment with the Tamaranean princess.&nbsp; So while she hesitated a little when the woman took her hand and moved it far closer to her barely covered crotch, Artemis only rolled her eyes but smirked as she obliged Koriand'r, her other hand moving upward to brush and grope her friend's breasts at the same time, all to the beat and flow of the music.&nbsp; The moans escaping Kori's lips were a much more desired music to the archer's mind though, and the light kiss to her lips was a reward of its own.&nbsp; Inhaling deeply of the Tamaranean's alluring scent, her nose buried in Kori's long, red locks, Artemis closed her eyes and let her mind drift to the many times they had shared a bed.&nbsp; It was just as she remembered, minus the fact either of them wasn't covered in sweat, at least not yet, but that would change if things continued as they were going thus far.&nbsp; It was just how things normally went between the archer and the princess.&nbsp; Koriand'r wasn't the only one that was tempted to take things further, but her own self conscience issues would have prevented it from happening on the dance floor, but while unlikely, it wouldn't have been impossible to convince Artemis to take this to the club's bathroom.&nbsp; It was probably just as well that they didn't though, since when Kori told her to follow her when the song shifted to a new tune, the moment was over and Artemis was brought back to the present.<br><br>Taking her drink and the spare, Artemis followed Kori up to the elevated booth without a word, needing time to process her thoughts which were going a thousand different directions in that particular moment.&nbsp; There was so many things she wanted to say to the princess, and the only reason they were leaving the dance floor was to take a little bit to truly catch up, so she was understandably apprehensive given how the last five years had been for her.&nbsp; That said, again she understood Kori had had her own problems, even if she was trying to pretend otherwise, but Artemis wasn't thinking too much about that at that point in time as she sat down next to Kori.&nbsp; As much as a part of her wanted to bite Kori's head off, again, as she had at the apartment, Artemis took a breath instead, took a deep long, drawn out drink from her first glass, and leaned her ponytailed head back against the leather seat, her gray eyes closed.&nbsp; <strong>"Where do I even start?"</strong>&nbsp; She grumbled when asked how the last five years had been, before sitting up and lowering her head so her gray eyes were fixated on the table before them.&nbsp; <strong>"I think the better question is, do you really want to know?"</strong>&nbsp; She didn't give Kori a chance to reply before Artemis slammed back the rest of her first drink, needing the alcohol mixed in the fruity mixture for the added courage, before slamming the glass on the table hard enough to shake the rest of their drinks a little.&nbsp; Leaning back, she finally met Kori's gaze, her gray eyes hard yet there was something....underneath the stony, cold glare that could have been a hint of the scared, damaged girl she tried to keep hidden around everyone else, but it disappeared just as quickly.<br><br><strong>"Just remember you asked for me not to hold back, so I hope that goes both ways Kori."</strong>&nbsp; Artemis replied as she folded her hands underneath her chin, her gaze returning to the table in front of them.&nbsp; As an added security measure in case anyone was listening in on them, either out of sheer curiosity or because they were hoping to hear some juicy gossip, and given Kori's popularity in the fashion world, the latter wouldn't have been unheard of, Artemis started speaking in Vietnamese, deterring said possible eavesdroppers from trying to gleam anything useful from what came next.&nbsp; And since Kori had sampled the language from her....many times, she'd understand every word that the archer said.&nbsp; <strong>"A couple months after you left, I heard news of an archer appearing in Star City.&nbsp; I went out there, wanting to figure out what was going on, and came across someone that called himself Green Arrow.&nbsp; He quickly became a friend, a mentor, and eventually something close to a father figure, something I had wanted but instead got stuck with Lawrence who only wanted a sidekick.&nbsp; It didn't last, which shouldn't surprise you since very few things in my life ever last, but for a year, almost two, things were good.&nbsp; Then he was killed, and I wasn't able to stop it from happening.&nbsp; Not only that, but the man responsible not only disappeared, but he leveled half the city in the process, leaving countless innocent people dead or without homes if they were so lucky.&nbsp; A lot more would have died if they hadn't been warned ahead of time by someone this Dark Archer had been threatening to help him in his grand plan, but the bastard still won.&nbsp; I thought I couldn't be broken more than I had been, but I was proven wrong, but I was able to pull myself off the pavement, because there was one thing that hurt worse than failing to stop a madman from destroying most of a city, condemning countless innocent people to a death they didn't deserve."</strong>&nbsp; The accusatory glare she shot at Kori would be only the beginning.<br><br>Artemis held the princess's gaze as the next words off her tongue were laced in enough sarcastic venom to kill an elephant.&nbsp; <strong>"You left, right after the League died, without a word.&nbsp; I at first thought one of Darkseid's lingering goons had killed you or worse, taken you back to their world to do who knew what, but then guess what I saw?&nbsp; Your face, plastered on some fashion magazine as I was passing through a checkout line after helping my mother with her groceries.&nbsp; I had to find out you were alive from a <em>photoshoot</em>.&nbsp; Somehow I got home, gave no hint that anything was wrong, and only just made it to my room before curling up into a ball to cry myself to sleep that night.&nbsp; I went through the day, but I don't remember much of it, until M'gann came around.&nbsp; I didn't even know what was in my hand until it fell to the bathroom floor, and my eyes fell on the disposable razor, but it was quickly blocked out by M'gann pulling me in for a rib cracking hug.&nbsp; Let that sink in for a moment Kori.&nbsp; She saved me from <em>myself</em>, and she had just lost her <em>uncle</em>.&nbsp; Just getting out bed was hard for her, yet she was there just when I needed someone the most."</strong>&nbsp; Despite her increasingly harsh tone though, the archer's gray eyes softened, and moisture started to gather at the edges of her vision before the tears began to fall unbidden down her olive skinned cheeks.&nbsp; She took a steadying breath, but it did little good as she wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head between them, trembling as she tried to suppress the sobs that threatened to escape her.&nbsp; <strong>"Everyone that I have considered important in my life has either abandoned me, been sent to prison, or has died, Koriand'r.&nbsp; The ones that remained have either tried to kill me or tried to get me to follow in their criminal ways, so seeing you....alive but halfway across the world?&nbsp; <em>That</em> killed me Kori....and a part of me is even now wondering when you're going to up and vanish again."</strong><br><br>Looking up, Artemis sighed, wiped at her eyes with the back of her hands, and slowly let her legs drop to the floor.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm sorry....I know you didn't have it any easier, but you asked, and I've been holding that back for five years, almost six.&nbsp; It's....if not for M'gann, showing up when she had, I might not be here now, that's how bad it got.&nbsp; I just wanted it to stop, and I didn't know I was that low until she stepped in when she did."</strong>&nbsp; She leaned back in the leather couch, and gently grasped Kori's closest hand in her own, knowing it wasn't Kori's fault, despite her harsh tone moments ago.&nbsp; <strong>"I am sorry for snapping at you, of trying to pin all that on you, but your leaving hurt Kori, more than anything else that's happened to me, that's how important you are to me.&nbsp; Please, don't disappear like that again, at least tell me you're still around, somewhere out there, if you do go."</strong>&nbsp; She asked, pleaded with the Tamaranean before bringing her hand up to her lips, kissing the back of Kori's palm.&nbsp; <strong>"I know you...get around, and I can't say anything since I've had my share of people pass through, just come back to me and that'll be enough.&nbsp; Alright?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 04:41:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 11:05pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r tries to appear relaxed, but as Artemis shares her story with her, the princess becomes visibly saddened. Finally, she spills her drink by accident as she puts her head down on the table and cries, thinking of how easy it would be to return to her penthouse and fade away for the night. She apologizes sorrowfully to Artemis, weakly try to explain why she had been gone so long with no contact, knowing that the apology would not be satisfying at all.<hr><hr><br>Sitting in the cozy, intimate booth, Koriand'r wanted nothing more than to curl up next to Artemis, maybe rest her head in her friend's lap like the oversized kitten that she was, and listen for a while. Sometimes, Kori had nothing to say, not out of shyness, but just because she didn't always need to fill the silence with meaninglessness. In those moments, she was a great listener, a sounding board for the problems and frustrations of her friends, comrades, and lovers, with Artemis pulling off a rare trifecta of those three groups of people. <br><br>But she sensed a brewing storm in her blonde gal pal, and Kori maintained her distance, knowing that Artemis would appreciate it more than the feeling of a heavy head and soft, luxurious red hair in her seat. Still, she looked thoroughly relaxed, one arm slung over the back of the booth, wide and inviting, the other gently clutching her drink, idly sipping it as she waited for Artemis to begin. <br><br>And when her friend did begin... Koriand'r did not regret inviting Artemis to hold nothing back, but she didn't realize her friend would agree to be so forward. Slowly, as Artemis spoke, Koriand'r sat straight and straighter. An archer named the Green Arrow; She only knew as much as a common person, having nearly completely severed all contact and knowledge of superhuman and superhero activities around the world, besides the one try she made to visit Orin in Atlantis, a bit more than a year ago now. It pained her to know that Artemis had seen another catastrophe, not long after the one that had claimed their former mentors and idols in the Justice League.&nbsp; But that was the beginning of Artemis's pain; Tears began to brim Kori's eyes as she spoke of the magazines the Tamaranean had posed for, her gut twisting. She should have done better by her friends. She had been tempted to call or write, or even to visit for a moment, but she had been lost for so long that the right way out of her delirium of depression had never presented itself. <br><br>The revelation that Arty had nearly killed herself because of her... The tears were gushing down her cheeks now. Kori had rarely felt lower in her life than she did in that moment. Only when she had been at the bottom of the barrel that life offered her, desperately throwing back pills while a slimy man touched her under a table with his grubby, cigar-stained fingers... The need to use was itching at her now. She had a bottle of pills at her place, secretly stashed away in a place nobody would find them unless they tore her penthouse apart. It would be so easy to storm out of there in a burst of emotion, one that Arty could probably at least empathize with, and drug herself into a long sleep in the comfort of her own bed. The pills couldn't kill her; Koriand'r had tried more than once, her body was simply too resilient to poison. But a whole bottle would have her soaring through clouds for days...<br><br>It required almost all of her resolve to hear the rest of what Artemis had to say without doing just that, flying over the crowd in a gout of fire and rushing off to her next rock bottom. But she stayed. Kori wasn't sure how she did it, but she remained, cracking at the edges to maintain some composure. As Artemis made one final plea that she not disappear, that she keep in touch... The kiss on the back of her hand... The dam of her overwhelming emotion began to show its true stress. The tears started flowing again, as much as she'd tried to squeeze her eyes and suppress them, and Kori put her head down on the table, hair falling around her face so that Artemis couldn't see the agony written on her expression. She still held Arty's hand in her own, squeezing it strongly, as her back shivered a few times, quaking with sadness. It was ironic; Those five years spent away from the United States had been among her darkest, but she had never cried. Now that she was back, she had been nothing but a mess of tears, compensating with parties and more pills. Her half-empty drink that had been on the table had wobbled as she had set her head down, and had tipped over before rolling away, a mess of sugary liqueur dribbling off the side, thankfully angling away from her, sparing her the mess.<br><br><strong>"I'm s-sorry..."</strong> She managed to stammer, the sound muffled, her lips pressed up against the table, cupped within her palm. <strong>"I couldn't... I wanted to, but I couldn't, because I'm weak, because I'm stupid. I don't deserve any of you..."</strong> Artemis had... <em>Never</em> seen Kori in such a sad state before. Still, she squeezed Arty's hand, silently pleading for her forgiveness, for her companionship. Arty would be well within her rights to tell the princess off, but she would just be sending Koriand'r into a sadder, more desperate... More familiar place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 07:21:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 23:07 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown, dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>Artemis had seen a lot of things in her time on this world.&nbsp; She had seen aliens, beings from beyond this reality, killer robots, and demons from the darkest pits one could imagine.&nbsp; She had seen families ripped apart by war and common crime alike.&nbsp; But despite the darkness she had grown up with to some extent, having dealt with the likes of her father and sister, she had never truly fallen off the deep end.&nbsp; She had wanted to, had seriously considered giving up in some way or another, but something, or more often and importantly someone, always managed to come into her life just when she needed it the most.&nbsp; She could count the number of people who had seen her tears on one hand, Kori having been one of them during an especially rough time of her life, but that had been years ago now.&nbsp; Before the fall of the Justice League, before she had, for the most part, stopped feeling sorry for herself and her shitty upbringing and taken control.<br><br>And while she still had scars, still had doubts, Artemis hadn't come so close since M'gann had walked in on her that fateful day.&nbsp; She had made a promise to herself, and M'gann, to never let things get that bad again.&nbsp; And again, despite her usually rough, blunt nature, she had come to appreciate her gentler tendencies devoid of her usual snark and defensive sarcasm.&nbsp; It was probably just as well because after her tirade, Kori did the last thing she had ever expected of the princess.&nbsp; She broke down into a sobbing mess right next to her.&nbsp; So stunned in fact, Artemis couldn't come up with anything, she simply sat there stunned, her gray eyes unblinking as Kori accidentally knocked over her drink and cried into the table.&nbsp; Artemis didn't notice the drink, too fixated on Kori's shaking body and what she said through her tears to notice much else.<br><br>When it clicked though, the archer did the only thing she knew how to do.&nbsp; She acted.&nbsp; Gently wrapping an arm around Kori's shoulders, Artemis gently but firmly pulled the Tamaranean into her right shoulder and just held her, one hand entangling itself in those fiery red locks on the back of her head.&nbsp; The other wrapped around her waist, holding her steady, not about to let her suffer alone any longer since Artemis had long suspected that Kori had left because of the events almost six years ago.&nbsp; As for not contacting anyone, well, she was starting to get an idea why that was because of Kori's comments, delivered through her body shaking sobs.&nbsp; <strong>"You're here now, that's all I care about Koriand'r.&nbsp; And you're not weak, you're not weak."</strong>&nbsp; She repeated herself, softly, barely above a whisper that was right by Kori's ear, partially obscured by her hair as it was.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm here for <em>you</em> this time Kori.&nbsp; So don't hold out on me.&nbsp; Tell me everything."</strong>&nbsp; Considering the fact she had just ripped into Kori earlier, it was only fair, but it went beyond that.&nbsp; Artemis genuinely wanted her to spill her guts, to let it all out and off her chest for once instead of keeping it all to herself.&nbsp; Because that's what people like them did, they looked out for each other, no matter who or what they happened to be or where they came from.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 05:51:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4VZ6Dvr.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Princess Koriand'r<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Starfire<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> n/a<br><strong>Time:</strong> 11:09pm, Saturday September 12th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Midtown, a dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Artemis Crock | Tigress<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Kori slowly stops crying, and is grateful that Artemis has been so comforting to her. She reflects on how huge a mistake it had been to leave, as she had thrown away her support system when she needed them the most. She wants to return to her penthouse and try to recall the events of the last five years in a more private setting, offering to fly Artemis there.<hr><hr><br>After she put her head down and began to sob, Koriand'r received a powerful reminder of how wonderful her friends could be. Artemis gave her a literal shoulder to cry upon, the princess leaning heavily against her friend; The worst of her sobbing had been done already, though her chest still heaved every moment or so as she worked the rest of it out of her system. The hand in her hair was reassuring; The one on her waist made her melt with the feeling of ultimate comfort. Despite their size difference, and the lack of real estate for Arty's slender shoulders to support Kori's rather large head, she was so comfortable that she might have fallen asleep there, if she were not being currently haunted by regrets, visions of the last five years, the worst years of her life.<br><br>Soon, the crying stopped, just in time for her to brace herself as Artemis spoke softly to her, reassuring Koriand'r, telling her that she was worth more than what she valued herself. Without such nice words spoken by Artemis, Dick, Orin, or any of the others these last five years, it had been so easy to fall into a pit if self-realizing despair and depression. There had been nobody to reassure her like this, to puff up her sense of worth and self-esteem, two things Koriand'r had never struggled with before... Until she had to. Without her support system, and without the emotional maturity or experience to deal with such adversity, she'd fallen hard on her ass. But as much as she wanted to confess everything to Artemis, she wondered how forgivable some of her mess-ups would be if brought to the light of day.<br><br><strong>"Okay... Okay... I'll tell you all about the last few years. But first, can we get out of here?"</strong> She begged. The intimate confessions between the two old friends had soured Kori's mood for thoughtless fun. She wanted to be somewhere quiet and comfortable if she was going to spill her guts out, especially if her confessions included... Everything...<br><br>Kori found her feet with quaking knees, offering a hand out to Artemis. She'd pay their tabs and fly them back to Kori's place, if Artemis agreed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Girls Night Out (Vergil1989 and Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 02:10:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/3372222779/d95eef7e85e61d4afddb1bc4e5f6edc3.png)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Artemis Lian Crock<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Tigress<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Remnants of the Justice League<br><strong>Time:</strong> 23:11 PM Tuesday, September 12th, 2015&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown, dance club<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Koriand'r / Starfire<br><br>While it was well known Artemis wasn't the most patient of people, for her friends, especially her good friends, that was an entirely different matter.&nbsp; That patience was well rewarded in this case as she held Kori against her shoulder, reminded keenly of her own depression and frustrations that had led up to her almost slitting her wrists open before M'gann had stopped her.&nbsp; The martian had done the same thing for her, letting her cry her heart out on the empathetic girl's shoulder, so it was only natural she do the same for someone that meant nearly as much if not more so than M'gann and her mother.&nbsp; The size difference between them was a moot point, and besides, Koriand'r knew pretty much everything about the archer, knew about the physical and emotional scars she still carried, so there was no reason why she couldn't be there for the Tamaranean princess the same way she'd been there for her over the years....until she wasn't.&nbsp; That said, Artemis put that out of her mind as she waited and was eventually rewarded with Kori promising she'd tell her everything.&nbsp; She wasn't at all surprised Kori wanted to head back to her place first though, and honestly, she agreed with her desire to do so.&nbsp; Such confessions were better left in the comfort of one's own home anyway, so Artemis nodded in response before gently cupping Kori's cheeks between her calloused hands.&nbsp; She smiled softly and brushed the tears away from the princess's eyes with the pads of her thumbs, before leaving a tender kiss on the girl's forehead.&nbsp; <strong>"Alright.&nbsp; Let's go then."</strong>&nbsp; She replied, but held Kori back just long enough to clean up the spilled drink before taking the offered hand.<br><br>It didn't take them long to get out the door and into the sky once more, the archer nestled safely in Kori's arms once more.&nbsp; She didn't notice the flight this time though, too concerned for Kori at the moment as she hugged the alien's form, both for her own piece of mind, and to reassure Kori that she was there for her.&nbsp; That she wasn't planning to go anywhere anytime soon, so long as she wanted her to be of course.&nbsp; There was little chance she could say anything that would drive Artemis away, especially since she'd be real hypocritical given her family's collective shit that had had a direct influence on her own personality.&nbsp; So instead, she remained quiet, her arms wrapped tightly around Kori's shoulders and around her waist, resting comfortably in Kori's embrace as they flew through Gothamn's chilly night air.&nbsp; The fact it was her birthday, and she had a present she had wanted to try out, was far from Artemis's mind, but it might come into play once things had settled down between them.&nbsp; For the moment, she wanted to know what had Kori so upset, and Artemis had a funny feeling she knew part of the story already, given Kori's....habits while she'd been a part of the team in the early days.&nbsp; Whatever the case, she'd find out soon enough, at least she hoped anyway.
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