Batgirl, Supergirl, and Friends (IxStarfallxl and Dbspock)

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Mike Dugan wasn't quite sure howhe felt about this. A year ago, he hadn't even known who Courtney Whitmore was, then it seemed like next thing he knewtheir parents were getting married and he had a sister. Yes, living with a girl had its drawbacks and they'd had soem growing pains, but he had to admit Courtney wasn't too bad, and though eh wouldn't admit it, he actually was starting to like her. And now..she was moving out. True, she was still in Gotham, only about ten minutes from their house, so it wasn't liek he'd never see her again, but still, too much change in too little time.

It was the last week of August and still warm out, but Mike was uncomfortable wearing shorts in public, so he had on jeans, though he did only have a Tshirt on his upper half to compensate...complete with Batman logo, of course. What coudl hge say...he was a Batman fan, despite what some of the editorials said about him. Mike carried the box of Courtney's stuff up the stairs...the elevator was too crowded...trusting that Courtney wasn't too far behind. He headed down the hall, lookign for the room number Courtney had given him, and was a bit surprised when he saw a guy opening the door.
"You get stuck helping your sister move too?" Mike asked sympathetically as he followed the other boy into the room.

Barry, an only child, didn't have anyone to help him with his stuff...and truthfully, he didn't need it. With the powers he'd obtained fromt he lab accident at Star Labs where he'd been interning, he coudl have moved everyones stuff inside in about a minute. But that would have raised suspicion, of course, so he was stuck doing it the old fashioned way. Barry, like Mike, was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, those his T-shirt had the emblem for Star Labs on it. He swiped his badge on the door and the lock clicked open, a sure sign he had the right room. He glanced at the other guy who was walking in with him a bit curiously. "No...this is my stuff...my room." He said as he entered, totally unprepared for the sight that was goign to meet him.

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John Williams didn't like exposing his arms or legs, so despite the heat, he was wearing not only pants, but a hooodie with the hood up. Normally he tried to keep a low profile, but in todays weather, the hoodie made him stand out, though he wasnt' sure the alternative...letting everyone see the high tech headset he was forced to wear to help control his powers...was any better. At least the sunglasses he almost always wore fit right in. John shifted the backpack on his shoulders uncomfortably as he straddled his suitcase. He glanced up at the sign above the door...exit to terminal three. That's where he was supposed to meet Miss Lance. At least that's what Agent Coulson said. So he was in the right place.

Out of habit, John glanced around and surveyed hsi surroundings for threats, but the only thing he saw that was unual was a blonde girl who also came to a stop at the exit. John stole a glance at her name tag, and with his enhanced eyesight he had no trouble making out her name...Kara Danvers...and he would have made out the logo on the luggage tag even without his powers. He had no problem recognizing the logo...it was the same one on his bag. "So...are you supposed to meet someone here too?" John finally broke the silence. He didn';t give out Sara Lance's name just in case by some bizarre coincidence Kara was here for some other reason, but he was nervous enough he'd screwed up what seemed like simple instructions that he overcame his usual silence and asked if she was here for the same reason he was.