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When Astra had suggested as a way to slowly learn who they were now, a family movie night, at first Raa-Un had been rather excited. That was until she learned just how many people may or may not be involved with the whole thing. It still felt a little strange. Tonight was just “us girls” as Astra had put it. Dinner had been fine, but Astra had had to go out for a moment. So it was just her and Lara. Sitting there. She didn’t seem awful, but it was still awkward to just be hanging out with someone you barely knew. “So, uh, have you been in this world long?” 

Wayne manor came into view. This wasn’t a good idea, but it was the only option she had. She landed and jabbed her non injured finger on the intercom several times. There wasn’t a response fast enough and she lifted her leg and kicked an entire hole in the side of the fence. “COME ON OUT NIGHTSTAR!” There were unspoken rules about the conduct between heroes and villains in Gotham and this broke so many. She sunk to a crouch, head in her hands while she waited. If she could just have something to hold onto, even if it was this, that’s all she needed.

She heard him coming before she saw him. There was something in the different way a heart pumped that was uniquely Kryptonian. While she could tune out the thousands of human sounds, this was so jarringly different to her senses that even though it was only really a slightly adjusted rhythm she felt the sound deep in her chest. For a moment Raa-Un starts to move faster, trying to get away. But the gap only closes in closer and closer. It becomes clear that there is no avoiding this, no getting away. She darts into an ally and despite all the trouble that she has given Mar’i and the others of his team, when Jordan finally rounds the corner, Raa-Un drops to her knees and holds her hands out, as if in surrender, head turned and eyes squinted shut as she clearly waited for some kind of violence to come. 

It had taken more effort than she’d wanted for her to track down the routines of the other members of Nightstar’s team. But it was important. She remembered the lessons that she’d learned. If you understood the people that someone worked with then you knew how to predict their behavior. So far all the options were unideal. Picking the one that wielded magic, one of the few other weaknesses for anyone part-Kryptonian, was foolhardy. But you don’t get the places that you want to without taking risks. She landed carefully, arms crossed and head tilted back, doing her best impression of the most intimidating figure she knew. “Amethyst. I don’t believe we’ve met. I need to have some words with you.”

She reached up, checking that her side feathers were in order and settled back against the rough brick wall. This time she’d scored big, a whole actual meal. Some idiot had been bullying a fellow non-human near a chinese restaurant a few blocks over and hadn’t noticed Raa-Un lift the order out of his car. It was enough for a few humans, but Raa-Un went through quite a lot more calories than most. She broke the chopsticks in two and opened up the first container, excited for a meal. So engrossed in this, she wasn’t really paying attention to anything around her. 

She walked into the apartment and straight to the kitchen. Raa-Un, despite her appearance, was carrying probably twice her own weight in groceries. It was an impressive feat, but she’d been putting it off and with her and Alara’s appetites, they went through a lot of food. “Hey Roomie,” she called. “I really hope you didn’t have to go to the bathroom while I was gone because I completely forgot to let you know that we were out of toilet paper. Thankfully, I have provided.” The bags are set down on the counter and Raa-Un starts digging for the frozen items, not wanting them to melt. 

She grins, far too pleased with herself for having just nearly flattened herself on impact with the Earth. With a small snap, she pops her shoulder back into place. Raa-Un tossed the little device that she'd chased after between her hands. "Probably would have died anyways if this baby had hit the ground." She lifted it up, squinting at it like she could see through it. "Gotta hand it to the older villains in Gotham sometimes. They really take hating the Earth and everyone in it to a new level. This is pure poison, would have traveled through the ground at a massively exponential rate. You are welcome that I was already on my way over here. You are fast, but you aren't nearly as fast as me." She then holds it out, offering it to Mar'i. "I'll talk to Poison Ivy, see if I can figure out who might have stolen her research to corrupt it like this. You'd better get dear old dad and grandpa working on a way to reverse it. Just in case. Not that we are working together because I want to or anything."

There was another thud on the slab of metal that Raa-Un was holding up to the door. The woman on the other side, Blackfire?, was slamming her bolts of energy against it and her arms buckled slightly. "Are you stupid?" she shoots back to Mar'i. "It's not me that she's after!" Raa was almost at her limit, straining to hold back the hits from the fiercesome woman on the other side. It seemed like she'd somehow gotten caught up in some kind of family feud, but it wasn't difficult for Raa-Un to know exactly who she'd side with. Whoever Blackfire was, she had no indication of caring about the chemicals that had been spilling on the ground as she'd attacked Mar'i. "If you leave, find a way through the underground, then you can get out of here. I don't know how much longer I can hold it, so go!"