three twins mingle

[ino]

Who: Three Twins & visitors
Broadcast: Probably not?
Action: Three Twins!
When: Late April - Early May?

[ Hello and welcome to the nudist ship. If you're lucky, somebody might be decent when you come by. :) ]

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[hellofist]

[It's possible this is something Cass will never get used to. Finding things she's used to doing as though everything is the same and then hearing that voice, looking up to see that face. It's something she's had dreams about before, dreams where she would turn and Steph was there smiling and happy, dreams that she woke up from with tears on her face and feeling so empty she was sure she was dying.

Some days, here, when Steph appears out of nowhere, Cass isn't always certain she's not dead. She thinks, maybe heaven is weird and they put you in space ships when you die. It's not something that she gives any credit to for very long, though. There's too much to point to it being real, too much violence for it to be a peaceful afterlife.

So that means she's alive, and Steph is alive, and they're in a small room in a space ship and that's supposed to be normal now. With a frown, she looks down at her work and then back to Stephanie. With that body language she sees in Stephanie, she almost feels like she's been caught doing something bad.]

No such thing, when it's you. Every time is good.

[mysunnydisposition]

[ Steph grins at Cass' answer, a little bit of her tension slipping away as she steps into the room. She's still uneasy around the guns, but she's sure they're perfectly safe in Cass' hands. ]

Just didn't want to bother you if you were busy or anything. But I haven't seen you in a while, so I thought I'd drop by before the ships all take off again...

[hellofist]

[Yeah Cass will just... cover up the gun with the rag she was using to clean it with. She pushes it aside, pats the space beside her.]

I was here. [And Cass grins, amused.] You were busy. With Tim.

[mysunnydisposition]

I wasn't-- [ Steph breaks off, and then flushes a little, dropping down next to Cass. Busy is... one word you could use for it... ] Okay. Maybe I was. A little.

Did he tell you that, or... did I, just now?

[hellofist]

[You so smart, Stephanie.]

You did. He did, too. Not with words, though. It's good. You should both... get second chance, together.

[There's a very small part of her that feels uncertain, but it's easier to push anything she might have felt for Stephanie down and far away so she can just focus on being happy for the other girl. She'd always been supportive of the idea of Steph and Tim and there's absolutely no way her own feelings would ever be allowed to get in the way of that.

She wants to be Batman in the future, anyway. Taking on one more of his traits can't hurt.]

[mysunnydisposition]

[ She laughs softly, looking away from Cass for a moment and running a hand self-consciously through her hair. ]

Thanks. I... yeah. It's nice. It's more than I thought we'd get. Especially since... it doesn't sound like a second chance really happened when Tim's from. [ She doesn't know what that means for their future - she's trying not to think about it - but it's good now. That's what she cares about.

She looks back up at Cass, and after a second nods to the gun she'd covered up. ]

You think you're gonna need that?

[hellofist]

It might. He just needs... extra pushes, sometimes. Can be dumb, with some things.

[Cass would like to think that whatever happens Tim and Stephanie would eventually find their way back together, anyway. She glances towards the gun, but shakes her head.]

I won't. Don't like them. Other people might... need to use them, though. I can teach... where to shoot, that won't kill. They should be safe.

[mysunnydisposition]

That makes sense, I guess. Just kind of... weird, seeing you with guns. I know it's your job here, but. [ She shrugs, one-shouldered and still a little awkward.

She wonders a little if she should ask Cass to teach her, if it'd make her more useful here... But then she imagines the look on Cass' face, if she asked, and... no. Maybe not. ]

[hellofist]

[Something in Cass' face shutters away a little bit, hearing that. It's weird to see her with weapons? If that's weird, what would Stephanie think of all the other violent things Cass has done? Broken arms, men left screaming, stopped hearts.

A dead man, pale with his throat torn out and his blood all over her small hands. All over a pretty pink dress. What would she think then?

Still, Cass smiles. Hides behind it like shame and guilt isn't threatening to drown her.]

I can teach you. Maybe not guns, but... bladed weapons? There's swords here. Daggers.

[mysunnydisposition]

[ Steph considers, looks up at Cass again after a moment. She doesn't know what she feels, what she wants right now. She knows Cass wouldn't have needed a weapon to stop Black Mask from hurting her, and she can't help but be a little jealous of that.

She smiles, tiny but sincere. ]

Think I've still got some hand-to-hand to work on before I trust myself with sharp objects. I'd rather not give myself any more scars doing something stupid...