Tails is already getting to be pretty popular. He's run a few games of tag and hide-and-seek, and amassed a small pile of souvenirs as payment for carrying people around in the air
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Kara's managed to acquire a new sunbathing outfit since her arrival, for carrying a couple of light rocks and doing a teeny tiny bit of spot welding with her eyes. It's..basically a bikini made out of strips of some kind of pale, supple bark, the silverish wrap meant to go with it tied around her costume and secured to a tree somewhere. She'll go back for it later. Probably. For now, she's skimming above the canopy and vaguely keeping an eye on the scattered crew members, because...yeah, somebody has to.
Anyway, there is a tiny flying fox boy Kara remembers in distress, which means it's a perfect opportunity to go and torment him some more help out.
"'Sup?" She asks, suddenly popping up beside him with a hugely self-satisifed grin.
Bikinis are nothing new or notable to someone from a clothing-optional society. Especially a ten-year-old someone. More notable is the presence of OMG COOTIES, though that's always a threat these days.
"They don't know what a chili dog is!" he informs her. This is cultural illiteracy comparable to lack of knowledge of the wheel, or possibly the inclined plane.
Kara is similarily completely okay with showing this much skin- well, that's obvious, but the reasoning behind it is almost as innocent as Tails' is. She just...doesn't have a clothing optional society as explanation. Supergirl is just kinda weird.
"Ooooh, harsh," Kara says, sympathetically, "I totally know where you're coming from. But, y'know, the local cuisine is...pretty okay. They have some really kicking fruit salads!"
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Kara's managed to acquire a new sunbathing outfit since her arrival, for carrying a couple of light rocks and doing a teeny tiny bit of spot welding with her eyes. It's..basically a bikini made out of strips of some kind of pale, supple bark, the silverish wrap meant to go with it tied around her costume and secured to a tree somewhere. She'll go back for it later. Probably. For now, she's skimming above the canopy and vaguely keeping an eye on the scattered crew members, because...yeah, somebody has to.
Anyway, there is a tiny flying fox boy Kara remembers in distress, which means it's a perfect opportunity to go and torment him some more help out.
"'Sup?" She asks, suddenly popping up beside him with a hugely self-satisifed grin.
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"They don't know what a chili dog is!" he informs her. This is cultural illiteracy comparable to lack of knowledge of the wheel, or possibly the inclined plane.
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"Ooooh, harsh," Kara says, sympathetically, "I totally know where you're coming from. But, y'know, the local cuisine is...pretty okay. They have some really kicking fruit salads!"
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