Punk’s Not Dead, Just Napping

“It might be something you want to make clear for yourself just in case, some of these villains have building crushing abilities. I really wouldn’t want you to get hurt at all” she nodded. “I get that, I mean…Well. Kinda. I don’t have family, but I understand someones need to protect the one they have”

“I mean, are you sure that is wise? We have no idea what these villains are planning to do. They could easily blow this row of buildings up for all we know?” she then pursed her lips “Is there at least some sort of basement area here that you can go underground with?” she wondered, taking a breath and clicking her tongue.

“Hah! That’s the best” she laughed out, watching the cat that wandered around her feet, having always had a strange connection with animals. They definitely were more in tune to the spirit realm than any human was. “How are you getting on with the current city situation, do you have plans on where to go if evacuated?”

“Ugh, it’s always the case when you really need someone isn’t it?” she sighed and licked her lips, her gaze then going to the cat “I probably spook him…I am not exactly of this world and I know that cats don’t like that” she admitted, smiling down to the kitten “I promise I won’t hurt you little guy…I’m just connected to the other side, that’s all” 

“I tried, but I guess either my phone isn’t working or hers isn’t. Or shes on patrol, maybe training” she rambled and came to lean against the counter. “Yeah, trust me I know all too well where she’d end up, I want her to avoid that for as long as possible”

Carter was on coffee mug number two as he sat on the back perch with Lev on the main counter, splayed out napping. He’s hoped that despite the blown up bridge he wouldn’t lose too many sales. “Welcome to Radiance!” He said when the bell above the door rang.

“He is, and I love him. I’d try to steal him if I didn’t like you so much,” she said. “So is he, like, the official shop cat now?”

Billie reached for the indicated box, nodding as he explained.  Tilting her head, she watched him consider, before following his gaze, though she didn’t know enough about what she was seeing to understand his thought process.  Still, she could recognize what he was doing: the sight of someone forming a strategy was a familiar one, even in this unfamiliar context.  “Ready.” She responded, blinking out of her analysis and following him down the aisle with the box held ahead of her.

Bella couldn’t help but grinned as she pet the kitten - he was so adorable. “I love Lev, I’ve only had him for five minutes and if anything happened to me I would kill everyone in this city and then myself.”

Signe looked down, “Isn’t it crazy?” She questioned, looking up at Carter, “The fact that we’re here now, talking about your cat, and in a few short days we’ll be at war?” The woman sighed, scrunching her eyebrows and in a state of almost disbelief.

Signe nodded, putting a few packets of sugar in her coffee before stirring it and taking a sip. “I see. I suppose I’m just used to covering the taste of the bitter coffee the other heroes make with ungodly amount of creamer.” She spoke with a chuckle before taking another sip. “I wish I could be this chill all the time. Just drinking coffee with friends and jammin to good music.”

“Maybe so,” she replied. Her attention was then focused on the kitten that she had caught sight of. “Thana mentioned you’d gotten a cat! Oh my god, he’s adorable.”