DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens
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				Title: <strong>DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JamesSureWould</strong> on <strong>03-12-2015, 09:20:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cUsx4fQ.jpg?2)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Nightwing<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> The Bat-family<br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:00pm, mOnday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Starfire<br><hr><br>Dick Grayson had grown up as performer. The circus had been his hometown, fire eaters and knife throwers his siblings, clowns and announcers his aunts and uncles.&nbsp; He’d been doing trapeze and entertaining crowds since the moment he could walk. To him being in front of a crowd was second nature. <br><br>And his years as Robin, the outgoing and gregarious one of the Dynamic Duo, had only served to make him better at performing for an audience. He was supposed to distract the henchmen while Batman fought the villain, and the best way to do that to banter with them and try to get them mad. Nothing was more distracted than a pissed off Henchman who was trying and failing to kill a kid that hadn’t even gone through puberty. <br><br>Having a crowd to perform for picked up his spirits in ways that he couldn’t get anyone else to understand. It didn’t have to a crowd watching him do tricks either. He still got that same wave of energy from standing at a podium and seeing the crowd of people staring back at him. Most people shut down when they had a group of others staring at them. But Dick Grayson came alive. <br><br>“Hello everyone!” He said in a booming voice, struggling to contain how happy he was to be talking that day and to have people listening. The speaker before him had been boring enough to nearly put him to sleep, so his loud exuberance gave a jolt to more than a few people in the crowd. <br><br>“I know it might seem like I’m a little excited today, but I’ve got good reason to be. Afterall, it’s not every day I get to announce” He paused for a moment, enjoying the sight of the crowd leaning in just an inch, drawing the slightest breath, as they wondered exactly what Wayne Enterprises would be building in the spot. Dick was about to continue his speech when he decided to look over the crowd one last time, to give them an extra second of anticipation. <br><br>And then he saw her. She stuck out like a sore thumb in thecrowd of normal people. There was a brief moment of confusion, when he had to question if his eyes were playing tricks on him. But then again, it was hard to confuse a six foot four bronze skinned statue-esque alien princess for anyone else. <br><br>Koriand’r. <br><br>One of the people that he’d truly loved in his life, and the one who’d helped him realize that it was alright to have more than one person in his heart. The girl who he hadn’t seen since the invasion. <br><br>For the first time in years, ever since he first saw her conscious and had been awe struck by her beauty and by her sheer vibrance, Dick found himself at a loss for words. And when the words finally did come back, some part of him wished he’d stayed quiet for just a few seconds more.<br><br>“It’s not everyday I get to announce that we’ll be erection, er, erecting a new ” <br><br>As soon as the words left his mouth, Dick knew that him saying ‘erection’ was going to be all over every outlet of the media by the time he stepped off the podium. He’d already been accused of being too cavalier, and this was only going to cement that in the minds of some of the more traditional members of the board. And then he remembered the first things his parents had taught him about Acrobatics. All he had to was fall with grace.<br><br>“Man, I can’t believe I said erection instead of erecting” he said with a surprising candor and a self deprecating laugh. The repetition of the word and the sudden honesty from the adopted Wayne making a few members of the audience chuckle and seemed to put everyone more at ease. “I mean, I’ve been going over this speech thousand times. Never once did I think that was the mistake I was gonna make.”<br><br>“Anyway, like I was saying, I’m proud to announce that we’re going to be erecting the new WayneTech School of Arts and Science”
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>04-12-2015, 05:11:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/qtPJoVJ.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> 12:00pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dick Grayson, Nightwing<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=l-6QknAOsVo</div></div><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r stands out in the crowd like a sore thumb, and is boozing it up a little early. After Dick cuts the ribbon and opens the school, she rudely gets out in front of the congregated press and gives him a huge hug.<hr><hr><br>Koriand'r had arrived back in Gotham so recently; Just the previous night, she had found a realtor and had signed papers for a new penthouse in Midtown, wanting to be close to all the sights and luxury that Gotham had to offer. It was an abrupt meeting that the human had every right to refuse, but Kori had been more than convincing, wearing her skintight and imaginative purple uniform, and with a considerable bankroll that she had been accruing since her time on Earth. Koriand'r had no 'job' on Tamaran; She had been the crowned princess who had never seen the throne. She couldn't make anything with her hands... Except for beautiful music, and the sound that men and women made when she touched them. Kori considered those two things one in the same, for on Tamaran, music came as naturally as lovemaking, and lovemaking rarely went in silence. One thing she didn't get about humanity was the way they did their commerce, especially 'marketing'. But she was paid well to model for many companies, so she had moved into her penthouse during the dead of night and had made many arrangements that morning to have it fully furnished by the time she returned. A human might have been exhausted, but Koriand'r hadn't slept, and had to restrain herself from flying to Wayne Manor in a flash of fire and seeking out her first and fondest human lover.<br><br>Instead, she waited for the next day. Kori had kept tabs on the wonderful Richard Grayson, and for many of those five long years she had spent as a recluse away from her friends, she had kept an eye on him from a distance. Inheriting Wayne Enterprises and the rest of Bruce's fortune, she also knew that Nightwing had stayed active in the city. From a distance, she was happy that he was getting along without her, without the man he considered his father. Her arrival here hadn't meant to coincide with the place of learning that Richard had built, but she still wanted to surprise him when he was playing a beautiful bachelor in front of a large, black-tie crowd. Unfortunately, it wasn't a fun party like she had imagined, but she had still managed to secure a flute of champagne, and all it had taken was a convincing word with some of the event managers. A lovely, white-toothed smile, a suggestive arch in her back that let them see further down her dress... Which wasn't easy, as she was easily the tallest woman present, and nearly the tallest being. The stunning bronze-skinned model had legs for days, shown off by her almost outrageously revealing dress (http://i.imgur.com/PS04U38.jpg), but she was so beautiful that most could only stare and appreciate, and hope that the goddess of flirtation glanced in their direction.<br><br>As Dick began to give his speech, she was surprised it took him so long to notice her. She wasn't waving her hands, but Koriand'r knew she stood out in a crowd, and she was quite comfortable being the center of attention. The word <em>alien</em> had been used sparingly within her earshot, but she didn't mind, as long as it wasn't used with a dagger-like twist of inflection representing some kind of prejudice. Just as she considered it, Koriand'r heard a vile utterance from more than a dozen yards behind her, spoken softly, but she had superb hearing. <strong>"...Freak..."</strong> Her verdant, glowing eyes turned in their direction, spying a woman who had been sneering in the Princess's direction but seemed stunned to be noticed. Before Koriand'r could march through the crowd and throw her champagne in the woman's face, she heard Dick stumbling on his words, and she turned back to see him staring into her eyes, as well. But instead of an evil glare, Dick seemed surprised, and a bit flushed. It was the same look that she had seen upon his face so many times, when he realized how lovely she was. It brought her back to nine years prior, when she had woken up in the Titans headquarters, vision blurry, but despite her unknown surroundings, she felt safe. So she reached up to the boy and grabbed him behind his dark-haired head, fingering the knot behind his green domino mask as she kissed him on the lips. And just as abruptly as they had fallen in love before, Kori had appeared in Gotham with as much forewarning.<br><br>When he cutely played off his verbal flub with his trademark charm and sarcasm, Koriand'r laughed louder than any of them, her cheeks burning as orange as her hair. <em>Oh, my sweet Richard. I missed you so much.</em> She was instantly filled with five years of regret for having left him behind, and hoped that he didn't resent her absence. Soon after, he finished his speech, and came down from his podium, towards a pair of double doors blocked off by a ceremonial ribbon. The front doors of the school that lead out to the very scenic circular courtyard, where human children would soon be coming through to become young geniuses. She was quite proud of him in that moment as he used a comically oversized pair of scissors- Kori musically laughed again, though she was the only one this time- as Dick cut the tape, eliciting thunderous applause from all around, which doubled in volume as Dick pushed the doors open, revealing the all-star staff that Dick had helped to cobble together for the new, well-funded school. <em>Bruce would be so proud.</em> She didn't doubt it at all, tears dotting her eyes as she clapped until her palms hurt.<br><br>As the crowd began to mingle and talk, Kori was elbowing through the press that were trying to get a word in with Mr. Grayson, Bruce Wayne's handsome and eligible benefactor. Growing impatient, a digital recorder flew out of someone's hands as Kori bustled through them and put her arms around Richard. She was four inches taller than him, and much, much stronger; She lifted him up in a big bear-hug, realizing only after the fact that it might have been embarrassing for him as she twirled around once, popping him back down on his feet, giving him one last affectionate squeeze. <strong>"Richard Grayson. <em>X'hal,</em> is it good to see you!"</strong><br><br><strong>"Hey, lady!"</strong> One of the pressers growled from behind in annoyance, but she talked over him. <strong>"We have so much to catch up on! Did you want any champagne? You humans, so hesitant about spirits during mid-day, but I stomped my feet until they found a bottle,"</strong> she joked... Or did she? She put her arm out for him to grasp, wondering if he was done with the boring press stuff.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JamesSureWould</strong> on <strong>06-12-2015, 06:12:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cUsx4fQ.jpg?2)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Nightwing<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> The Bat-family<br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:00pm, mOnday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Starfire<br><hr><br>When Dick heard the uproarious laughter ring through the crowd as he pulled cut the ribbon using a pair of large scissors, any doubt that might have existed in his mind flew out the window. No one else would get that much genuine enjoyment out of something a few steps up from a novelty item. He still remembered the look of joy on her face when he explained that an Ice Cream Sundae wasn’t only made on Sunday. <br><br>He saw her walking towards him, looking ready to push over some reporters to get to him. ‘impatient as always’ He thought to himself with a smile. Dick was just a few seconds from waving over to her and calling out when she rushed up and picked him up a bear hug. As the breath was pushed from his body, Dick was forcefully reminded just how much stronger Kori was than she looked. <br><br>“Kori, It’s fantastic to see you! You were gone for so long, I didn’t know if you were ever coming back to Gotham.” He said with glee as she spun him around in the air, cupping her face in his hands before planting a long deep kiss on her lips. Most men would have been distributed or emasculated by getting getting picked up like that, but Dick couldn’t have minded less. She’d been picking him up like that , like he weighed nothing at all to her, ever since they’d first met years back. Dick just viewed as a compliment; she was so happy to see him that she couldn’t contain herself. <br><br>Some part of him wanted to made at Kori for abandoning him and the rest of the heroes when they needed her most. She had always been compassionate in a way that few other heroes could be, there for someone to talk to and a shoulder to lean on no matter what. BUt after the events of the invasion, Kori fled. And all the heroes that relied on her, Dick included, had to deal with all the emotions that swirled in their heads. All of the anger and the confusion and the guilt, and they had to work it out without being able to talk to her. <br><br>But he knew that he could never stay mad at her. For one, it wasn’t her job to be there for the other heroes. He knew that she must have had problems of her own, and it was hard to deal with those when she was roped into being a sounding board for everyone. But there was also the simple fact that Kori was impossible to stay mad at. Not only was she gorgeous, the closest thing he’d seen to a goddess discounting the few times he’d met actual goddesses, but she was just eternally enthused. She was like a puppy or a young child; she might have done something wrong, but it was impossible to stay mad at her for too long.&nbsp; And for course it didn’t hurt that Dick would also hold a soft spot in heart for Kori. She’d been one of his first loves, the one that reminded him love could exist and who helped to show him that it didn’t just have to be between two people. <br><br>“Tell you what, you fly me out of here and we’ll get some better champagne” he whispered in her ear before she set him on the ground once more. He faked a small wobble of dizziness for the media, letting them think that he was really just the philanthropic playboy son of Bruce Wayne. After all, that’s why he’d gotten away with dating Kori in public for so long; She was a supermodel, and Dick Grayson was the sort of man who dated supermodels.<br><br>It wasn’t that he hated talking to the press. In fact, some days he rather enjoyed it. But those days weren’t the same days that he had a delightful and beautiful literal Alien princess just waiting to fly away with him.<br><br>“I do apologize, but I believe that I have another meeting that I need to attend to. If you have any further questions regarding the school itself, The Headmaster William Finger will be glad to speak with you. Otherwise please direct any questions about Wayne Enterprises to my secretary, and any questions about my personal life to Alfred Pennyworth. That old Gossip.” Before he’d even managed to get the words fully out of his mouth, the Tamarean princess has scooped Dick up her arms they were flying out into the sky. <br><br>He let out a whoop of excitement as she took off, the wind blowing through his hair and letting him feel the most free he’d ever felt. Going flying with Kori had become one of his favorite activities over the years, certainly a far cry from the first time she decided to grab hold of him and take into the skies. As the only living member of The Flying Graysons, it hurt Dick a small bit to admit that, the first time, he screamed loud enough that people thought she’d kidnapped him.<br><br>“So Kori, where are you living while you’re in town?” He cried out over the roar of the wind, excited to see exactly where the super-model/super-hero would be staying. Would it be another hotel, or did she have something more permanent in mind this time around? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>07-12-2015, 05:47:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/qtPJoVJ.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> 12:00pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dick Grayson, Nightwing<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r flies Richard to her penthouse, and sets him down before leading him inside, where her decorator is still coordinating the furnishing of her new place. Kori finds a bottle of champagne that her realtor left her as a gift, thought they have no glasses.<hr><hr><br>The blush of a Tamaranean was obvious; After she had deposited Richard back on the ground, he had taken her by the cheeks and planted a brief kiss on her lips, and when she had stood up straight again, her cheeks were redder than before. <em>Hopefully, not our last kiss of the afternoon!</em> she dreamed to herself, a fond smile on her lips as he gave the reporters a flimsy excuse about another 'meeting'. The rolling eyes he received in return was a hint to Koriand'r that Richard was publicly as much of a playboy as his predecessor had been. She didn't mind that reputation at all; Kori was happy to play the part of the arm candy for this rich, generous philanderer. He had barely finished his words before Kori scooped him up and walked outdoors, where even more cameras could see Koriand'r take off from the front steps of the Institute, leaving a trial of flame in her wake.<br><br>Over the roaring sound of wind, Richard asked where she would be staying. Staring down at him, his hair flapping wildly, she ran a hand through his dark strands, something she had not been able to indulge herself with in ages. <strong>"My penthouse &nbsp;(http://i.imgur.com/QDuX4GQ.png)is not far from here, Dick. I wanted to be close to the opera!"</strong> Patronizing the local arts was one of Koriand'r's main hobbies, for it reminded her so much of Tamaran, so it was no surprise that she had shacked up so close to the same opera house, otherwise it might have been the museum of art, or the theater, or even one of the concert venues that was less than elegant. Koriand'r liked to live luxuriously, though, and had found the perfect place to fit her tastes.<br><br>It was on the top floor of one of the taller buildings on the Fort Clinton (http://www.pictureshack.us/images/10161_gotham_map-GCS.PNG) area, and terribly expensive, but Kori's face was all over print advertisement and in magazines around the world. <strong>"You wouldn't believe how much Nintendo paid me to look happy playing their video things!"</strong> A hint at one of the various locations she had been since she had last departed Gotham. Tokyo had been just one stop in her journey to separate herself from the 'hero' activities that had gotten a lot of her friends killed.<br><br>She set them down on the overlook of her penthouse; The sun chairs wouldn't be in use for too much longer, but she had her decorator- recommended highly by the realtor- get them anyways. The place had barely been in her name for 16 hours, but already there were movers in her living room, coordinating with the decorator, but all of them paused to look up as the tempting inferno in a green dress deposited her billionaire boyfriend down beside her. <strong>"Come inside, Richard, let me show you around!"</strong> She released his hand, and walked ahead of him, brushing past a few of the movers as they meticulously aligned couches and lamps and decorations, heading to the kitchen. Koriand'r had a bit of a hunch...<br><br>Pulling open the refrigerator, she squealed with delight as she saw a bottle of champagne waiting for her; Tied to it was a red bow, and a card from her realtor, thanking her for her business. <strong>"Here, uncork this,"</strong> She told Dick hurriedly, handing him the bottle as she began to rifle through her cabinets... Which were depressingly empty. <strong>"Oh, <em>X'hal</em>, no glasses yet..."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JamesSureWould</strong> on <strong>09-12-2015, 04:21:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cUsx4fQ.jpg?2)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Nightwing<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> The Bat-family<br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:10pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Starfire<br><hr><br>Dick always felt a swell of pride whenever he could managed to make Kori visibly blush. Not only did her complexation make it even harder to see on her face, but the more open and sexually liberal alien princess was hard to shock or surprise. It wasn’t like with M’gann where the teeniest sexual innuendo would make her redder than a tomato. So making her blush with just a well timed kiss, it reminded him of their connection. They might have gone their separate ways, had fun with separate people, but they always seemed to come back. <br><br><em>‘I must be doing something right’ </em>was all Dick could think as she scooped him up in her arms and carried him off. The gorgeous powerful woman who could have anyone she wanted, and she chose him. Again and Again she chose him. ANd with the years of separation, the years to consider it all, Dick had come to realize that he didn’t even mind the other people like he had before before. All he cared about was that she made him happy in a way he hadn’t felt in quite some time. <br><br>“I love you” he yelled over the roar of the rushing wind, pressing a kiss on her cheek before resting his head against her forehead. He didn’t dare to do anything too much more risque than that though. Much as he loved seeing Kori blush, she was still flying high above the skyline of Gotham. If he’d been in full gear, with his grappling hook, he would have gladly accepted the risk. But now in just a normal suit? Dick Grayson might have been daring but he wasn’t stupid. <br><br>“I’ll have my assistant get me some glasses. And another bottle or two” Dick said in his best parody of a rich playboy, for the benefit of the movers and decorators around the penthouse. Raya Vestri was an old friend from his circus days. They’d grown apart when he moved in with Bruce, but he’d managed to reconnect with the girl when&nbsp; Haly’s had come through Bludhaven. And then, when Bruce had passed and Dick had to step up to help run Wayne Enterprises, she was the one who he managed to come along and take a position as his assistant.<br><br>“Raya, can you be a dear and some champagne to... To Kori’s penthouse, exactly. Don’t forget to bring as many glasses as you can find. It's already on the way? Raya you're fantastic” &nbsp;Dick told his assistant though his cellphone, appreciative of how many things she seemed to just know without him ever having to ask. Raya might not have been born to be an executive assistant, but sometimes she surprised even him at how well she had taken to the job. She seemed to . It shouldn’t have come of a surprise though. At the Circus she had taken to the role of fixer to help the owners, finding whatever they needed at any moment, figuring out to talk to about what in every town they went to, making sure every performer had what they needed and that it was in good shape. She’d been an assistant in every way but name. And now she had a paycheck to go along with how much she did in a day, which was proving to be a very large motivator. <br><br>But this wasn’t about Raya. This was Kori being back in town, and him enjoying that for as long as it was the case. Dick took the bottle of Champagne, and Kori’s hand, and walked back out onto the cool patio. He took of the wire frame and pulled off the cork, letting the foam fall off onto the tile floor at their feet<br><br>“This one we drink! The next we’ll use the glasses with.” Dick cried out before taking a swig from the bottle and passing it to Kori. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>12-12-2015, 09:02:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/qtPJoVJ.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> 12:00pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dick Grayson, Nightwing<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r follows Richard outside, and takes the bottle that he passes to her. At first, she makes a mess as she tries to drink it too fast. Then, seemingly have learned her lesson, Kori takes a couple of large, practiced gulps. She hands Richard the bottle back, then quickly strips nude and discards her wet dress off the side of the building. She grabs Richard and pushes him against the railing, giving him a passionate kiss.<hr><hr><br>She felt frantic, like an over-stimulated puppy dog, wanting to do a dozen things at once, but hardly able to keep her thoughts straight. The need to have some more champagne touch her lips was almost overwhelming, the inebriation and loss of control that accompanied drinking that Koriand'r had always enjoyed. Then, she wanted to help coordinate the decoration of her home, as she was terribly excited to have everything put into its place, to finalize her nest. But at the same time, and perhaps more than anything else, Koriand'r wanted to jump Richard Grayson, devour him with kisses, tear his suit to shreds and practically rape him. Her first human lover knew how to please her so well, and his body was something she had craved on many nights these last five years. His powerful, yet flexible build, his beautiful, hard ass, the smoldering look he gave her when they shared their moments of passion. The declaration of his love still ringing in her ears, she could not wait to be alone with him... Literally, could not.<br><br>As Richard quickly withdrew his phone, and asked his assistant to bring them more champagne and some glasses, which sounded as if it would be there soon. She might have mentally commended Raya, if she were not staring at Dick's behind as he lead her back out onto the patio. Standing over the city that Richard had fought so hard to defend nearly half his life or longer, she felt such pride for him, a happy smile on her lips as he uncorked the champagne, and took a quick pull from the bottle and passing it to her. <strong>"I suppose we won't need glasses until your partner brings them,"</strong> Kori chirped, quite genuine as she was not regularly known for her sense of sarcasm. <br><br>Boldly, the Tamaranean brought the bottle to her lips, tilting it back, though instantly, her green eyes went wide with surprise, and she pulled the bottle away quickly; Fizz exploded from her mouth (http://i.imgur.com/LUjvKYp.gif) and out of the tip of the bottle, raining down the front of her green dress, causing her to squeal with surprise. The front of her chest was quite soaked, turned several shades darker. <strong>"<em>X'hal!</em> Damn!"</strong> Mixing Tamaranean and English curses, she seemed quite upset at the waste, at least for a second, though a deviant smirk came to her soon enough. This time, Koriand'r tilted the bottle back much slower, taking a couple of very, very large gulps. When the bottle was taken away from her mouth, and handed back to Richard, he'd find the vessel about half-empty now, and the rotation had only just begun.<br><br>As soon as her hands were freed, Koriand'r did something quite... Impulsive. Perhaps Richard should have known her better and seen it coming, though, for she grasped the hem of her skirt, and began to peel that tight green dress away, tugging upwards. Slowly, her entire, naked body was revealed to Dick; She wore no panties underneath, which was not atypical for her, allowing Richard to stare at her smooth mound and pink lips. Next, he could see her wide hips and tight, muscular stomach, then finally, the dress was up and over her shoulders, and casually discarded off of the side of the building, the damp fabric falling heavily several dozen stories. Her breasts were large, but were exuberant and free of sag, and best of all, completely natural, something that often shamed other, jealous women.<br><br>Fueled with desire and by the taste of booze on her lips, Kori didn't wait to do something even more impulsive, and more than slightly dangerous; She seized Richard by the collar and pushed him backwards, until he was against the railing, and she began to smother him with a needy kiss, his back arched slightly over the railing. One of her hands wrapped around the bottle of champagne, quite careful to make sure he wouldn't spill it, the other one wrapping around his back, grasping his tight bottom, her tall, tight body pressed right up against him. From inside of the penthouse, the walls all transparent, sun-tinted glass, the decorator and the moving men were receiving quite a show, several of them shamelessly whistling, their work temporarily halted by the best distraction they'd ever seen. She did not care; She would not have cared if it hadn't even been a years-due reunion. The princess of Tamaran had no qualms about voyeurism, let alone public nudity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JamesSureWould</strong> on <strong>20-12-2015, 01:28:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cUsx4fQ.jpg?2)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Nightwing<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> The Bat-family<br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:10pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Starfire<br><hr><br>Dick couldn’t help but smile when Kori tried to take too much of a drink all at once. The eager expression in her eyes followed by the surprise expression and bulging cheeks, even the liquid spilling of her mouth and landing on her impressive chest, it was a spectacle Dick hadn’t seen since their first night together. She’d been eager to experience all that he had to offer. He’d given her a warning when he started to approach the point of no return, and she gladly kept going. The same eager expression had been in her eyes practically urging him to show her what he meant by ‘it being close’. And then she learned first hand, the surge of his orgasm leaving him and forcing itself into her mouth. Apparently, he learned later, the other races she had known didn’t have a climax that was quite so explosive.&nbsp; But that was Koriand’r, always wanting to experience something pleasurable regardless of the potential consequences. <br>And when he saw Kori strip down to nothing, the smile only grew wider across his face. Every so often Dick looked at Kori, truly looked at her, and he was stunned. He knew that he was attractive, that a good genetic history and years of training had made him eye candy. But his Tamaranian lover was something else entirely. If he’d never met an Amazonian, she was what he would have thought an actual goddess looked like. Her body had no flaws, nothing to show other people that she was even close to human. She towered above almost any other woman in the world, even managing to be a few inches taller than he was. Her flared hips and tight waist were the envy of any woman who’d ever laid eyes on her. And her breasts, heavy and yet somehow capable of being gravity defyingly perky, seemed impossible without the help of surgery. Yet Dick knew full well just how real they were. Even her face was a complementing combination of sharp lines and delicate curves, much like the rest of her body. With all that Beauty though, it was clear that Kori was no wilting flower. All her curves and delicate features, she was also built like a warrior. There was a strength that only her enemies would fully know hiding just beneath the surface.<br><br>Then her lips were pressed against his, her tongue forcing itself into his mouth. Not that he would ever try to deny her of that. Her hand was holding firmly onto his ass, and her body pressing itself against his. She had him leaning against the railing; just the tiniest bit more force and he’d be tumbling down towards the ground. His heart was pounding out of his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins. But she knew that he loved it. He wanted her, to take her or to have her take him. It had been so long since the two of them had been together. Too long. <br><br>His hands explored her body, rediscovering the all too familiar areas that he’d felt countless times before. It might have been five years, and come things might have changed, but Dick’s hands knew the way as though it had been just yesterday. One ran along the curve of her body as the other found itself lost in the thick curls of her wild hair. <br><br>Eventually though, Grayson pulled himself back from the edge. Much as he wanted to be with Kori, there were questions he needed to ask. Things he needed to know. His lips pulled away from hers and he struggled to fill his lungs again. <br><br>“Kori, wait.” He finally managed to say, the breathlessness from passion still present in his tone. He wanted her, but that would have to wait for just a few moments more. “It’s been five years Kori. What happened to you? We were worried. You didn’t tell anyone where you’d gone; not even me.” In his words there was the smallest hint of betrayal. He and Koriand’r had always been close, and to see her disappear without a trace and not tell him a word as to why… It had hurt. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>25-12-2015, 10:38:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/qtPJoVJ.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> 12:15pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dick Grayson |&nbsp; Nightwing<br><hr><hr><strong>Summary:</strong> Koriand'r reluctantly breaks off from Richard, and dismisses the movers so that the two of them can talk alone. Easily moving a heavy piece of furniture herself with a single hand, Kori sits back in her couch and tries to explain to Richard why she had left him for so long.<hr><hr><br>Her first human lover returned her kiss eagerly, his hands venturing through her body; She'd always loved those hands in her hair, and she pressed herself closer into Richard as he grasped her there, his opposite palming her ass. She was almost literally smoldering in his grasp, her body nearly enough to make him uncomfortable, if he hadn't become accustomed to it over the years. One of her hands crept up to the collar of his shirt, ready to tear the clothes from him...<br><br>And then Richard tugged his lips away, asking for a moment, and then an explanation. She still held him, face still an inch away from his, but her mood had begun to wilt as he tried to pry into the last half-decade she had spent away from Gotham. It was a subject she did not wish to broach, but how could she lie to her greatest love? Slowly, her strong hands on his body relented, and she separated from him slowly, so that she might not accidentally send him tumbling off the railing with her unnatural strength. She breathed a loud, regretful sigh. <strong>"Come inside, Richard. I'll tell you everything."</strong> It was a lie. She'd tell him <em>almost</em> everything. Everything that wouldn't hurt him to hear. Koriand'r had already convinced herself that she was doing them a favor, by withholding the truths of her deep depression, her struggle with addiction.<br><br><strong>"Take lunch for a few hours, boys,"</strong> she casually dismissed the crew; A couple of them were carefully lugging in a lounge sofa (http://www.decor4all.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/chaise-lounge-chairs-recamier-room-furniture-1.jpg); She took it from them with one hand- the other clutching the bottle of champagne she had slipped out of Richard's hands while they kissed- and effortlessly hefted it into the living room of her penthouse, setting it where she so desired, and then plopping down into the seat. As much as it excited her to have the rest of them watching jealously as she had stripped naked and nearly ravished Richard a moment ago, she didn't care to have them snooping into their private affairs. Especially when it came to Richard's secret identity as Nightwing.<br><br>The others slowly filtered out, the decorator seemingly distressed, silently questioning Kori who was ignoring the woman completely until she too departed. Kori stared up at Richard, and took another casual swig of champagne, this time very careful not to spill any of it, before holding it out to her friend, if he still wanted to share. There was not much left, a mere quarter of the bottle now, most of it disappeared via Kori's tremendous thirst.<br><br><strong>"Honestly, Dick, sometimes, I... I'm not sure why I left. At first, I needed space, I needed to be somewhere where I could cry, and scream, and break things without hurting anyone. So many of our friends had died, I... I didn't know what to do, I'd never felt such grief, not even when my sister sold me to the Citadel. I was running away from those feelings for so long, that when I realized how long I'd been away, I just thought... Thought you'd be angry if I returned."</strong> It was mostly the truth; She had always regretted that question. <em>Where have you been?</em> She did not want to deal with the shame that was attached to her afterwards. Even now, she felt an impulse to fly away, to return to her self-imposed exile, return to the comforting embrace of her barbiturates. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC Earth 2: Of Acrobats and Aliens</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JamesSureWould</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 06:24:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/cUsx4fQ.jpg?2)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson<br><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Nightwing<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> The Bat-family<br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:15pm, Monday September 7th 2015<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City, Midtown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Starfire<br><hr><br>Dick followed Kori back into the living room of her impressive penthouse and let out a low shocked gasp when he saw her lift the couch with just one hand like it weighed nothing. He’d seen her perform even more impressive feats of strength before, but it still paid to act like the easily impressed playboy he was supposed to be. He even faked a slightly awed expression when she handed the champagne to him, as if he still hadn’t gotten over a true demonstration of her power. Without a word he sat beside her, slowly drinking from the bottle until he was satisfied that all of the workers and the decorators had left. He relaxed just a touch, and put his arm around her her shoulder to draw her in closer as she spoke. <br><br>“Kori, have I ever been angry to see you?” He made sure to look directly into her eyes as he spoke, to ensure there was no miscommunication. The words were simple, but to Dick they were some of the most important things he’d ever said. For all his accomplishments, for all his talents and strengths, for all his fancy gadgets, Grayson had always thought of his friends and family were what let him go the extra mile that others thought impossible. Without them he wouldn’t be anything. His parents training him, the circus folks encouraging him, Bruce giving him focus at his lowest point, Jason constantly pushing to be better, Alfred giving him compassion, the list went on and on. There were so many people who had shaped him and made Nightwing a hero. And Dick always did his best to remember that, to let those who he cared about that they were loved and he would never forget all they had done for him. <br><br>And Koriand’r was at the top of the list of his important people, someone he could never forget and never stop himself from loving. She’d showed him that loving more than one person wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, and reaffirmed the idea that love was the strongest force anyone could claim. She’d trained with him, constantly pushing him to be better so that no one would be ‘Unbeatable’ to him. Consciously and unconsciously, she made him want to be better. A better Hero, a better man, a better person, everything. He couldn’t think of a situation where he’d be made to see her. He might have been angry that she left without warning, and left for so long without a word of communication, or for some of the things that he knew she’d done while grieving, but the anger would fade away the moment he looked at her.<br><br>“I know what grief feels like Kori. Not just with my mentor and my friends, but my parents too.” As he spoke, Dick made sure to keep his words sympathetic. He didn’t want to try and get into a grief showdown, just to remind her that she wasn’t the only one who had to deal with the loss. He’d gone through the same thing when he’d lost his parents, and it had taken Alred to remind him that Bruce had lost his own parents. “I know how much it hurts to lose people around you. And I know that isolation isn’t the way to do it. It will work for alittle bit, dull the pain, but it won’t fix your problems. The only way to do that is to remind yourself of what you still have.”<br><br>“And prescriptions for barbiturates won’t help you in the long run either. Any shrink who tells you otherwise needs to get a new liscenese.” He added with a knowing smirk, fully aware that her drug use hadn’t been prescribed by anyone who’d come by a medical degree legally. And while her habit could certainly have been worse, he didn't want to think of someone like Starfire needing drugs to dull any part of her. Even if it was the memories that hurt more than any broken bone.
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