Kara's JamJar Dressing Room Retroactive Resolutions Skips Day One Say What

[iamsupergirl]

[ Hello, Star Labs. Welcome to a new day. A new year.
Plus one bright bubbly smiling Kryptonian face. ]


Good morning everyone, Kara here.

So, Barry and I and Alex were having this conversation last night -- and you know Barry and I are the right ones here, right? About how everyone makes resolutions, and-or should, because new better year, new better you? What with it being the new year and all of us getting to be here, I think we should share our resolutions.

And then we can help each other keep to them, too! And if you don't have some, you can make retroactive resolutions right now, or we can help you find one or two.






(OOSL: Feel free to take this how you like. It's handwavily into everyone being used the being here, getting to come back and forth, know the fourth wall is not a thing. Leave lists. Leave comments. Threadjack at free will. Come have all the fun everywhere. I might not get to be around much until tonight, but have fun.)

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[absbylightning]

[That catches his attention because he hears his name. Barry's head stops and swivels before the rest of his body catches up]

Right ones? What do you mean by right ones?

[He doesn't recognize her]

[iamsupergirl]

.... the ones that aren't wrong?

[absbylightning]

I also don't think we've had a conversation last night.

[iamsupergirl]

[ Cue a small flurry of confusion. ]

Yes, you were.

[kindestselflessheart]

It's still strange, looking at this world's Kara.
Not Overgirl. Not in any way.
This is a sweet young woman who radiates nothing but goodness and light. Inner strength.

Okay. He can play along, a beer held lightly in one hand. "To get home to Leo. Finish that garden I was planting. Take care of my friends." Simple things. Nothing as grand as overthrowing the Reich because it was those little moments that made their lives worthwhile.

[iamsupergirl]

Those sound absolutely wonderful.
One and three are on my list, too.

Except to my sister, and friends. My city.

[kindestselflessheart]

Small pleasures in a world home sideways. It's what keeps us sane. [A small shrug. It is what it is and he leans forward, focused on Kara.] That sounds nice. I'd love to hear about them.

[iamsupergirl]

What? All of them?

[al_sahm_al_akhdar]

[Resolutions are odd concepts. Oliver remembers his life before the League, New Years parties that ended in champage, skin and warm bodies tangled in beds. He never really made them, even back then.

But okay. He'll try this.] To be better.
Protect the city but.. not to kill as often.

[A sidelong glance at the man sitting beside him. That was the right resolution to make, right?]

[commanderspecs]

[The man beside him is much more concerned about how they got here and is half listening.]

Good resolution to make.

[al_sahm_al_akhdar]

I'll need your help.
[And if his hand slides into Barry's, who's to point it out?]

[commanderspecs]

And you'll always have it.

[Certainly not him, he's just taking all this in]

This is not STAR Labs back at Central, the screens are all sideways.

[strongerthanyouknow]

[ It's not a terrible one, but Sara's leaning back in one of the Waverider chairs.
She'll even raise you a cheers with the glass of whiskey in her hand. ]

No promises on that last one.

That icon is golden.

[al_sahm_al_akhdar]

[She isn't the Sara he remembers, but there are echoes of her and Oliver inclines his glass with a wry smile of his own.] I did say less rather than none at all.

[Old habits die hard.]

ISN'T IT THOUGH?

[strongerthanyouknow]

[ Sara lounges on her chair, with a lazy list to her head. ]

Once upon a time, I went more with: I'll kill these people and not those people.




Hasn't gone too bad.

[ Audio ]

[thishouseisbitchin]

Diagnostic functions remain in degradation, no more no less. No atrophy.

Knock, knock, knock.

Action - because no way would he be anywhere else

[detectivewest]

I'm right here son.

We're all here.

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ Still writing on that glass, but somewhere in there he appreciates that, Joe. ]

The beginning before the beginning before the end.

[iamsupergirl]

Barry?

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ A bright smile just for Kara Danvers. ]

Sunshine.

[bringstheheat]

[Mick finds him in the tv room, just about every free surface covered in symbols. They almost, almost look familiar if he squints and tilts his head just right.
But that also might just be his dyslexia.

They don't want to leave the kid alone. Mick opted to look in on him and sit with him.

If anyone understood imprisonment, if anyone understood having your head messed with, it was Mick Rory.] Hey Red.

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ He's had visitors, but none of them have stayed more than an hour or so beyond Joe, and he thinks (somewhere in that temporarily altered brain of his) that he is probably frightening them. There is not, really, a lot that he can do about it.

So he continues to draw, to chat at people in the room. And people not in the room. Eventually something will snap him out of it. Right? ]

Red. Dead. Fred? No. Don't let him turn you into a little wooden doll.

[strongerthanyouknow]

__ 2018 Don't join the League of Assassins Again.

✔ 2017 Don't join the League of Assassins Again
✘ 2016-B Don't join the League of Assassins Again.
⚔ 1958/1959 Assassin for the League of Assassins
✘ 2016-A Don't join the League of Assassins Again.

N/A 2015 (N/ot A/live)

⚔ 2014 Assassin for the League of Assassins
✘ 2013 Don't join the League of Assassins Again.
⚔ 2012 Assassin for the League of Assassins
⚔ 2011 Assassin for the League of Assassins
⚔ 2010 Assassin for the League of Assassins
⚔ 2009 Assassin for the League of Assassins
⚔ 2008 Assassin for the League of Assassins

[bringstheheat]

I hope not.
I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be welcome after tearing through their ranks back in 1959.

[Not that he cares. Where Sara goes, Mick follows.]

[strongerthanyouknow]

[ The barely-there raise of her eyebrows says something like cute. ]

They really aren't the forgiving sort.