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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[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.

It's *glorious* I need it in all my Mick and Sara threads

[al_sahm_al_akhdar]

[Sara understands him far better than anyone. They had both given themselves to R'as, to blood and steel and slaughter and finding a way back out of the darkness.

So he can take the comment as lightly as it's intended. A moment to incline his drink in her direction.]

That's not a bad way of looking at it.

*pets it* I love all my now available Sara-Mick icons.

[strongerthanyouknow]

[ There'll never stop being something comforting about Oliver. (At least when he isn't a Nazi.) Even this one. Just the faintest shifts of expression on that screen she's looking at and she has to resist a wry kind of smile. Like running your fingers over the edges of a puzzle box and still finding the right grooves. Familiar. Old. The shape of your own fingers never truly worn away, even if different worlds took different paths in the midground.

She lets the edge of her mouth curl just barely.]

They don't always like it, but it's better than the alternative.