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What's a Hero Anyway? (LilypadNebula & Red-Scarlet)

The waitress collected the menus with a smile, and said "I'll get the drink right away, and your food will be here before too long."

"No, no one else," Della said. "I was asked out by a guy in junior year of high school, but I'm pretty sure that was just a prank. And since school... I mean, according to you, Stryker might have a thing for me," she added with a stuck out tongue, "but we haven't done anything other than work together. So yeah-first kiss, first everything. And... I don't mind that. It's been a lot of fun!"

She let out a little sigh. "Sometimes I don't get enough of that. Fun, I mean-and not in that way! Just general relaxation and time to myself."
 
"Dang, I'm like, surprised. You're so hot, and you're all smart and cool and determined and cute. Their loss, my gain I guess," Katrina said, grinning. She held very little stock in how many people someone had been with, she could have said a hundred pussies had tasted that cock and she'd still be happy to ride it. There was a little part of her that felt happy to be the first one, though. The first kiss, everything. Dang, she was responsible for making sure all the firsts were amazing! That was a lot of pressure.

Her internal thoughts showed on her face as she scrunched up her mouth, realizing she had to be great for her. "Don't worry Della, I'm gonna make sure it's all perfect!" she said, suddenly looking up with a very determined gaze at the hero. "You're gonna have all the best firsts, if I can help it," she added, before downing the rest of her drink. Her own relationships tended south, one catastrophe and disaster after another. What this was between them wasn't totally set, but she didn't want it to end like those had.

"Stryker totally has a thing for you, she got you the mask thing aaaand a cute stuffed spider thingy? Definitely crushin hard. Hmmm, it would be hot to see you with another girl, or get you and another babe with a big ol dick to take me at once?" Katrina leaned forward with a smirk and a wink.
 
"Um... Uh..." Della barely managed to get sounds out, her mind overwhelmed with thoughts of just how goddamn hot that would be. Before she had a chance to completely short-circuit, the waitress reappeared.

"Here you ladies go," she said. "Taco plates for you, and burrito for you, right?" she asked, setting the plates down on the right sides of the table.

"Um, yes! Thank you, you too," Della said, eliciting a little laugh.

"Enjoy the food!" she replied and headed off.

Della stared at her food for a few moments. "Maybe keep the sexy flirting for a less-public place?" she asked. "I... Um, you know... Don't want to get too hard if we can't, you know, handle it."
 
Katrina giggled, watching her squirm. She glanced up and nodded as their waitress came by, taking her food happily. She started to eat, then smirked at what Della said. So easy to tease. "I suppose I could do that. No saying we couldn't handle it though, they do have a bathroom," she said, letting out a little giggle. It was fun to know thinking about taking her with another girl got her in such a flustered state. Maybe she should ease more into it with the suggestions and the flirting, but it was so much fun~

"So did you like grow up here, or somewhere else? Guess when you can move like you do, don't matter where you're from, you can be anywhere," she asked, then took a bite from one of her tacos, starting with the fish.
 
Della blushed when Katrina offered a bathroom quickie. "This is my first time here!" she muttered fiercely. "I don't want to get kicked out."

She took a deep breath, and continued in a more normal tone of voice. "I grew up in Michigan. Nice little house by a lake," she replied. "Well, not that little. And actually, when I first started honing my abilities, it was hard to go long distances. I could open the doors easily, but actually getting the right spot? Half the time I'd open them underground, the other forty percent about a hundred feet in the air, and maybe one tenth the time I'd get something useable. I've had a lot of practice since then, though."

Della munched on her burrito, and paused a moment to clear her throat with some water. "I think it comes with some amount of clairvoyance. Not precise, but good enough that I can reliably land on the ground these days. Of course, the mask helps too, with all its built-in tech."
 
Katrina just laughed once more. She could get it done and not get them kicked out. After leaving her parent's place and going to bigger cities, clubbing at night, she'd done plenty in bathrooms before and gotten away with it. Such a hero, didn't even want to think about getting in trouble.

"Ohh, sweet. Fancy lake house. Bet you used the doors to jump in the lake a lot once you got the hang of it, hehe. I remember that too, when the powers first happened, like a whole new limb you could barely use and had to figure out all the tricks. Don't wanna open a door to space or think you're goin across the city and end up in a cave somewhere. Guess it makes sense you would have some kinda extra sense to know where a door's good or not, once you got that all trained and stuff. I had to get the hang of mine too, how to put stuff in, how big of things I could nab, take things out, take out the right thing, not lose it in whatever place my pockets go. Made 'em heckin mad when I was still learning and couldn't get something out fast enough for em. I mean, me, I got heckin mad. Yeah. Tacos," she said, biting into them once more. Don't make it sad, dang it, Kat.

Barely finished chewing, she spoke again to shift the subject. "So, that mask makes you better at it?"
 
"It incorporates a lot of remote-viewing tech. AEGIS has let it connect to their satellites, for instance, and I can use that feed to help get positioning down. It's also supposed to be able to connect to local security cameras and such, but I've never really messed with that. Would take way too long to get permission from everywhere I go," she commented, assuming that Stryker would never have something that could just hack into places. "It is hooked up to my home's security cameras, so I can at least confirm it works."

Della continued to munch on her food, looking deep in thought. "I've... I've never actually tried anything space-related. But..." she pulled up her phone. "Okay, yeah. The earth is a little under 8,000 miles wide. The moon is close to 240,000 miles away. I'm not reaching that."
 
"Oh, yeah, ew, I'm glad it doesn't just like, hack everything and invade privacy and stuff," Kat said, scrunching her face. Good to hear Della wouldn't just do that either. She scarfed down the second taco, and drank more of her refilled drink, definitely a hard buzz at this point. She was eating, but she was small, and honestly, kind of a lightweight. It didn't take much. "Wait so like, you can go around the whole world? So space stuffs just like, you gotta practice! You can get to Mars, I believe in you!" she said, laughing.

"So like, I haven't tried anything like, bigger than a car, but I think I could do bigger. It just like, takes it outta me when I move something bigger. There's a limit, too many big things and I start to get really tired and weak. I threw a car at some dudes earlier, a little before I messaged you. I could tell I was getting weaker, and I guess I like, needed help. Don't like admitting that, don't got a lot of people I can really count on. Or like, anyone, really. Maybe...no, I'm good at fucking stuff up, that bridge is burned. Bleh," she rambled before eating the third taco in three big bites.
 
She reached her hand over to take Katrina's, when she finished her last taco. "Hey... Hey, it's okay. You don't have to go it alone. I'm here," she said. "Also, you can throw a car? I knew you had better-than-normal physical abilities, but that's... Hoo boy, that's a lot."

The waitress stopped by again, having seen at least one of the plates fully consumed. "Anything else I can get for you two lovebirds?" she asked with a little grin.

Della blushed when their affection was pointed out, but didn't let go of Katrina's hands. "Um, maybe a to-go box for me? I wasn't as hungry as I thought."

"Can do!" she replied, and took Katrina's empty plate before heading off.

"How you feeling?" Della asked. "You look a little sloshed."
 
"Yeah, I just hope I don't mess this up too," Katrina said, downing the rest of her margarita. "Oh! Uh, s'not like I can pick one up and throw it all with my own strength, I'm pretty strong, but like, I can put it in a pocket, then take it outta the pocket in a different place and kinda throw it that way, if that make sense?" she said, some of her words starting to slur. When the waitress came over and commented, she looked up with a grin. "Hehe, how'd you know we're on a date? She's gooooodDella!"

Her gaze moved back to Della and she giggled. "I'm feelin great! I don't think I'm drunk, nah nah nah, I'm goooood, bring it on Man-shitti, pffffffft I called em Man-shitti, cause it sounds like his name, that's funny, huh? Let's go somehwere else, like we could go clubbin or like a lesbian bar or ice cream!" she waved for the waitress as she was returning with the container for Della's remaining food. "Hey nice waitress lady, is there a good gay bar or ice cream place or somethin around here?"
 
The waitress approached a little cautiously-she'd had experience with handsy drunk folk before-but answered "There's a little arcade and creamery down the block. Nick's Gaming Corner."

"Thank you," Della replied, taking the box and packing her burrito in there. "That sounds like a great place to check out-how much was the food?"

She gave the bill to Della, who looked it over and set $70 on the table. "Big tip-you were great help."

"Just make sure you get home safe, okay?" she added with a smile, relaxing a little since Katrina didn't appear to be trying to grope her. Della nodded and hauled Katrina up and out the door.

Outside, the sun shone brightly in the mid-afternoon sky. "You sure you're good to keep going? You're not gonna puke or pass out or anything?" Della asked, not having much experience with her own or anyone else's alcohol tolerance.
 
"Oh! Ice cream and games, jackpot! Wooooo," she said, leaning back and giggling. "Thanks nice waitress!" she said, waving after her. She'd never grope a waitr-well, only if she knew the waitress was cool with it. Then she'd definitely do it. But this wasn't a scuzy dive bar, this was the hip place Della had brought her, and they were on a date! No asking a stranger for gropes tonight, she had to impress the cutie hero.

Katrina hung onto Della as they headed out. "Nope! Maybe if I had like, a ton of those things but I'm goooood. Ohhhjeez, it's still daytimes? I totally forgot about the time stuff, we're like way earlier in the day now," she said, hiding her eyes from the sun's harsh beams. Even sober she probably wouldn't have remembered they were now in a new time zone.Her eyes went back to Della and she blinked a few times before smiling wide. "Oh wow you're pretty, I remembered but like, now I just get to see how pretty you are all the time," she wrapped her arms around one of Della's and squeezed it in a hug. "Thanks for takin me on a date, thissiz nice"

The hug lasted for a few moments before she quickly pulled away to run down the sidewalk. "Do you wanna get ice cream and play games? Lesgo!" the shorter woman hurried away, possibly even in the right direction.
 
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