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As a trained WHOOP spy, Alex had been taught to keep a vary eye of her surroundings. Somebody had been acting mischievous, and despite being in her civvies, she couldn’t let theft pass her by.

She had hunted them down the moment she had seen it, quite the sprinter from her years of track and soccer, but especially hunting baddies that were up to no good.

“I believe these belong to you?” she uttered, a sheepish smile was on her lips as she extended the object to her counterpart. At their offer, Alex shook her head softly, her cheeks reddening slightly at the attention as she scratched the back of her neck. “Oh, no worries! I’m a pretty fast runner, so I’m just glad I could help catch them for you. It looked valuable.”

Not that she wouldn’t have been after them had it not been.

@spllledwlne sent: ’ sometimes i just can’t help myself. ’ ( gar & vic )

Despite knowing that Garfield had no ill intent with what he had said, it had upset Raven, making her phase into her room without another word spoken. Emotions were hard, and when somebody had to suppress them for such a long time, she was bound to explode at times; to reveal her true feelings.

She didn’t particularly like Starbucks, but she knew that Yukio did.  “Yes that would be fine.”  There was at least some things she could drink.  “Well that is certainly a reason to go.  So come on.”

Sometimes, because she met so many good people, Felicia almost wants to STOP living this life of a thief, but there’s also something inside her that prevents her from doing so. Black Cat, that’s who she is. She just can’t be otherwise; she doesn’t even know who she is without that costume anymore.

She smiles at the other’s reaction. It’s… flattering, to see how much Cindy cares. And the truth is that Felicia CARES, too. But caring for such a good person is silly. They could only get hurt. Because of Felicia, obviously. She’s always the one causing trouble. “I can tell you when I’m back, but are you sure that’s the best thing for you ?” she asks, raising an eyebrow. 

Was it? She didn’t know. It wasn’t like Felicia had done anything that made Cindy have ill feelings towards her. No, she didn’t like that she was a thief, but she understood her reasoning behind it, and could kind of respect it.

“Whether you do or not.. I think the result would sort of end up the same.” It wasn’t like Black Cat had damaged her reputation, Cindy had done that plenty for herself; having to toe the line of being a superhero and the one reporting her superheroing endeavors. Would Black Cat eventually come to damage her reputation? Cindy could never know, but it was pretty clear she was willing to take the chance.

   Waller never asked for anything. She always just took whatever she wanted. He wasn’t exactly confident he could measure up. They were the Titans and he was just some ‘Alex Rider’ to Wallers 'Blunt’. These were actual heroes. “ Learn something, stick around long enough to get some autographs.” 

     Ah. Well that made sense. “I’m Lorena, Aquagirl. And it seems like I’ll be the one showing you around.” Grabbing her shorts, she slid into them easily. Followed up with a cotton top. As she started walking, she expected him to follow her lead. “Who’s autograph were you thinking of getting, if I may ask?” She’s checking whether he has taste.