11327/Superman Returns: The Legion get together to talk.

Superman Returns: The Legion get together to talk.
Date of Scene:	11 April 2020
Location:	Crew Habitat - Legion Cruiser
Synopsis:	Kara comes to visit the Legion. Nothing embarrassing happened.
Cast of Characters:	Slipstream, Supergirl, Mon-El
Tinyplot:	Superman Returns

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Slipstream has posed:
Music can be heard rumbling through speakers in the crew habitat as Drake is currently kicked out on a 'gamer chair' that he brought up from Earth. He's in front of four displays, his eyes focused on the one in the middle as his fingers rapidly pound along a keyboard with his right hand guiding a mouse along a speed mat. He has on a pair of shades, laser focused on the game that he's playing. Up here in space, the ship gets crazy internet speeds due to thirty-first century modems and his ping is insane.

It's been awhile since he's cut loose on Overwatch like this. He really needed a bit of a break from all the back and forths of tracking down Transformers, getting shot at by no good thugs in the street and evading Foot soldiers comamnded by the Shred Head.

His head bobs along with the music, his body swaying left to right. He's in the 'zone' so to speak and he doesn't care who sees, or hears him singing wildly off key.

"Can't stop the beat! Can't stop the beast! Run but you can't hide from the heeeeat! Liiiiife is a record, playing on repeat! I'm running wild with the lion, the beast, the beaaaat!"

Supergirl has posed:
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

There is the sound of a perimeter alarm going off just before the sound of someone banging on the hull of the ship. It isn't like a violent sound, more someone knocking on a door.

While in space.

Should they check the cameras, there is Supergirl hovering in space just outside one of the airlocks. She even waves to the camera then points to the door like 'let me in?'

Mon-El has posed:
    Lar can definitely hear Drake singing to himself from his own quarters, but by now it's come to be expected. That's probably Overwatch he's playing. Just a typical night. That is, until Supergirl comes knocking. He checks the surveillance, even though he probably knew it was her already.

    The airlock opens fairly quickly to allow her inside as Lar makes his way to meet her at the entry pont. "Kara..." he greets, somehow sounding surprised even though he'd already checked the cameras. "Um, what brings you here tonight?" he asks.

Slipstream has posed:
As the VICTORY logo appears on the screen, Drake engages in a little bit of trash talk for fun with some of his old friends, then logs out when he hears the clanging. Sliding off the head phones, he taps the music off and gives his legs a bit of a shake to get the blood flowing again. He's probably been parked in that bright neon green seat for a few hours.

"Do people just knock on the side of the ship now?" He calls out to Lar as he heads after him, tapping Snowball on the head to wake her up from hiberation and follow after him in a lazy gait.

At the sight of Kara, his grin bolsters across his face as he gives Lar a playful shoulder bump. "Heeeey! If you're asking me to give you back your super tights, I got 'em in the laundry. They really make my ass pop." He may or may not be wearing her cape around his neck over his black t-shirt and a pair of torn jeans. She has a few of those, right? Surely she wouldn't miss one.

"Psst, Lar, this is the part where you say she looks great and you offer her a drink my dude."

Supergirl has posed:
As the outer door opens, Supergirl floats into the airlock. It closes, the area pressurizes and gravity returns as she settles to the floor. The inner door opens to reveal the Legionnaires she had come looking for.

Drake may or may not be wearing a cape similar to hers, but it isn't the real one since that one is being worn by the woman herself. In truth, she only has one with the special properties that they carry, such as being very difficult to damage.

"Oh thank Rao! I was looking for both of you!" Supergirl moves in quickly then pauses, blinking over at Drake. "What? Oh nevermind. This is too important for that. Superman is alive!"

She seemed very excited and animated, instead of the tired-version she's been trying to cover Metropolis. "I found a camera feed in the tunnels under his crypt. I know where it is transmitting. Spoke to Lois, she had information about a group led by a woman called Amanda Waller. Argus."

Mon-El has posed:
    The entire time Drake and Kara and talking, Lar just seems to...have a really out of it look on his face, as he flushes a bit. He doesn't even respond to Drake's prodding on what he should say. Okay, he just hasn't seen her in a while, all right? Well he has seen her, but not intimately. Well not intimately, but...ah, never mind.

    "I--oh, Kal? Really? Wow, I--that's amazing news!" he finally responds after a significant delay involving what is likely an awkward silence. "We have to find him. We -will-...find him." He says, putting on a more determined expression.

Slipstream has posed:
"Woah, seriously? He's /alive/?" Drake's eyes widen visibly as he practically starts to give his ankles a bit of a hopping. "You guys had a camera feed on his crypt? That's like next level creepy, but okay. It worked. You are sure it's actually him?"

Rocking his hips side to side to loosen himself up with a loud pop, he says, "Okay, I'll throw on my threads and then we can get going. Give me like ten minutes flat or something?" He pushes off his left foot and blinks out of sight in a burst of blue light and the scent of burning o-zone that lasts only for a second or two.

Snowball gives a bit of a whirl in the aftershock of him blinking out, then gives a happy u.u expression on her LED. Doot!

Supergirl has posed:
"No! No!" But Drake is already gone. Supergirl focuses on Lar. "I want you all ready as backup. We didn't have the cameras on the crypt. This Argus group did. I went there to look the place over again. Looked at the cape in the crypt. Realized the DNA was wrong." Stated like just anyone could look through six feet of earth, and a coffin to literally /see/ DNA strands. Kara doesn't seem to realize how weird it is as she continues.

"It was close to Kal but it wasn't right. So I went to the tunnels that had been found near the crypt. Found cameras. Went to SHIELD. They are assigned to this Argus group, which is a government black ops something or other." She waves a hand in the air dismissively.

"I can hear the feed from the camera unit and saw where it is sending the information. I plan to go recon. I don't want you two with me but I do want you both on standby. If I don't get back with you within an hour, then they spotted me and got me too. And then it will fall on you to rescue both of us."

She gives the big, blue puppy dog eyes. "I can count on you all, right?"

Mon-El has posed:
    Well it isn't weird to Lar, given he can do that too. He nods as she explains the investigation. "We'll get him back. And you can count on us to be there in case you get captured too." Unless they get caught up in something else even more pressing... but hopefully that won't happen. "Is there um....anything else I can do?"

Slipstream has posed:
"Get her a drink!" Drake's voice calls out down the hallway before he is seen giving a few hops as he is tugging on his pants for his uniform. He has a new sleek, blue and silver uniform with the Legion belt on, as well as his ring. It's a far cry from his usual torn jeans and a shirt he used to wear. The bomber jacket is always with him though. Once he clasps his belt proper, he unties the faux cape and lobs it into his gamer chair.

"Okay, I'm ready to go. Let's do this. We should ping Rokk because he's a tank and probably Brin, or else he'll bitch the entire time about being left out and shed all over the bathroom again. I'm calling not it on cleaning the drain out this time by the way. I think we really should shuffle up the chore calander."

He gives Snowball a little 'fistbump' as she zooms in with one of her propeller's extended outwards.

Supergirl has posed:
Kara stares at Drake a moment, another one of those slow blinks. "I really did not need to know about Brin's shedding problem. For the record."

She looks back to Lar, too intent on the situation at hand to realize there might be something underlying in his question.

"Here." She pulls a thumb drive out of her belt and passes it over. "All the information about the location is on there along with everything that we know about Waller and Argus. Give me an hour though. Drake, you still have your watch right? I'll ping you on it."

She suddenly swoops in, intending to give them both a hug since there is no telling if she might get caught or not. Or worse. After all, they've managed to hold Superman so they might be ready for a Kryptonian. She just hopes they aren't ready for everything else.

Mon-El has posed:
    Lar shoots Drake a 'TMI' look when he starts talking about Brin shedding in the bathroom. But there is also a bit of a twinkle of amusement there.

    Then he takes the drive from Kara, nodding again. "I'll review all the data as soon as I can."

    And -then- she suddenly hugs them. His eyes widen in surprise at this, though he does return it eventually. "Kara....so um...there's something I've been meaning to tell you..."

Slipstream has posed:
"This should be good.." Drake says to Lar as he gives him an amused grin. He returns Kara's hug tightly, then 'mwahs' her right on the cheek with a patented super smooch. "I got the watch. Wearing it right now. You're the first person on my quick dial. You know, for when shit hits the fan and I'm like oh my god oh my god don't let me die please save me oh god it hurts situations."

He doesn't seem phased by the topic of Brin's body hair. Too bad he didn't pull the trigger on his April Fools' joke by swapping out the shampoo with Nair. That would have been an EL OH EL for sure, and probably the world's greatest ass beating.

Supergirl has posed:
"Later. When we have Kal back," Supergirl says, giving them both a bright smile. "We're going to get him back! I'll be extra careful but we know anything can happen."

And just like that, she's rushing back into the air lock.

A little wave as she smacks the door control to shut the inner door and open the outer, allowing her to float off into space again.

A moment later, she's gone, streaking for the planet below, focused solely on her mission.

Mon-El has posed:
    "Right, later." Lar says, actually looking sort of relieved as she zips off. He rubs the back of his neck. "Hey Drake, I'm gonna um...go to bed now. See you tomorrow." Then he quickly starts back to his quarters. Hopefully before Drake can say anything. But it doesn't matter because Drake knows he can hear everything anyway. So it does seem rather silly.

Slipstream has posed:
"You're going to bed now? Bro, I don't even know what time it is, but I'm not even tired." Fifteen Redbulls will do that to you. Drake gives a flail of his arms. "And we aren't gonna talk about that? Don't tell me you almost broke your spandex when she leaned in to hug you. You're like a Freshman at Prom dude." He gives a long stretch of his body. "She said give her an hour though, so you can't nap. So, either we bro out, or I'm gonna go back to shitting on scrubs on Oh. Dubbya again because I was feeling it."