The Dorm Roof. Then The Ground. Saturday Afternoon

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

It had been a really intense day of brooding, moping, ruminating in languages she didn't know, and mentally narrating on things she wished she couldn't see through people's windows across the island.

And Razormouth had had enough for today. If only she could remember; it was like chunks of her memory were missing or something. Maybe this was all a dream. Maybe she was really home sleeping in a warm bed. There was really only one way to find out.

She stood slowly, blonde hair whipping out behind her in a conveniently directed breeze, cutting a very emotastic and imposing figure for the equivalent of a full-page panel's worth of time.

Then dove off the roof, gracefully, like a swan.

"Crap! That's what I was afraid of! I CAN'T FLY!"

She fell. And fell. Well, at least it looked dramatic.

"LOOK OUT BELOW! HEADACHE!!!!!"

At least the crash looked pretty spectacular. She'd be fine -- superheroes like her were built to survive falls like this -- but she hadn't been kidding about the headache. Nice little crater she was stuck in now, too.

[OOC: Open! Feel free to react from any point where you might have seen the dive. Dialogue again stolen from "When Worlds Collide." Also I'd just like to note that I almost turned Chewie into a Wookiee for the weekend.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Black Canary had found the local police station, but the troopers there were less than helpful. She'd found the mayor's office, which was closed. And she'd walked to the end of the causeway and found out that her JLU emergency credit numbers didn't work any more.

So she'd done the only thing she could think of, and returned to the school where she'd appeared. Just in time to see that swan-dive off the roof, and rush over as quickly as she could.

"Are you okay? Lie still, I'll get you medical attention!"

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," Razormouth grumbled, though with her face still planted firmly in the dirt it came out more like "Mmmph MMMMPH," with a vigorous leg kick to underscore the point.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

It was only at times like this that she wished she had super-strength. "You don't appear to be injured. Raise an arm, and I'll try to help you out of the... crater."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Razormouth wished she had super strength too, yeah. At the moment she was remembering she didn't have that either, and swore to herself in Cornish over the fact.

Huh. She didn't know Cornish, either.

She flopped one arm listlessly, which wasn't exactly raising it, and thought in Russian that there was definitely an injury to her pride here.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Black Canary managed to get a grip and pull a bit, and found it not too difficult. "Why on earth did you jump off the roof if you can't fly?" she wondered aloud.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Razormouth grunted and let herself be pulled up (she was kind of small for a superhero), though she made it a little more difficult than it really had to be out of sheer obstinacy.

This was cutting her sulking fit short.

"Had to find out if I could, didn't I?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I suppose if you knew you could survive it uninjured, it wasn't much of a risk," Black Canary said, a little wryly. Maybe this was a very new costumed crimefighter. "Although I'm surprised you didn't already know." She tilted her head, and folded her arms. "I'm Black Canary. With the Justice League."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Razormouth," she answered, scowling mightily behind her mask. "Freelancer. Quit putting logic into this, it's ruining my angst, will ya?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Yes, that explained a certain amount. It wasn't like Blue Beetle and Booster Gold weren't occasionally wildly reckless. And Batman lived on rooftops, after all. "I apologize for momentarily derailing your existential questioning." Her lips quirked. "And I'll leave you to it, if you can answer a few questions."

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi had gone for a walk, getting her bearings for this strange place. She was wearing a pair of low-rise pants with a t-shirt that had been cropped, exposing a fair amount of skin. She wore a heavy amount of eye make-up, and the piercing in her navel sparkled in the sunlight.

She was trying to lose the strange dog that was following her when she saw the girl plummet off the roof. "What the hell?" she asked aloud, coming over to see if the girl was dead. "Must have been a fight. I wonder if she has anything valuable."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Nothing valuable that she could stash in that outfit, sadly, and nope, Razormouth wasn't dead either. Just very, very sulky in a small crater on the ground.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi scowled as she realized that the girl was still alive, despite the fall. She pulled her knife out from its hiding place in her boot and held it out in front of her. If it had been a fight, the other girl would probably be armed as well. "A fall like that should have killed you," she said.

Porthos stood at her feet, ready to protect his mistress even if she was acting very strange.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, sucks to be you if you were hoping for that, huh?" drawled Razormouth. "Geez, a knife? What kind of back-asswards low tech weapon is that?"

. . . not that she had one.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"It's crude but effective," said Hoshi, twirling the knife. "Many girls have been jealous of my position as the captain's woman, and I've dealt with each of them the same way. But when the need arises, I have other weapons at my disposal."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Huh. So emphasis on crude, then," Razormouth noted.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi frowned. "I can see why someone would want to throw you off the roof."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Like someone could," scoffed Razormouth. "What makes you think someone threw me?"

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Hitsugaya watched the girl do a nosedive off the top of the building he'd woken up in and came to only one conclusion. He needed to get back to the Gotei 13. Now.

These people were insane.

He did, however, spare one glance down where she landed to see if she was dead or not.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Nope, still not dead. Pissy as all hell, but that wasn't out of the ordinary. In any universe. Small craters in the ground weren't as Dramatic as rooftops for the sulking, but she was going to make do.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"Shouldn't you be dead?" Not that he cared, but... Weren't people more breakable than that?"

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"I live to disappoint people that way," Razormouth replied offhandedly.

She was still sulking so hard you could practically see it coming off her in waves.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Hitsugaya sighed, looking up into the sky. And offered a hand to help her out of the crater.

Don't let his wee stature fool you! He was... wee. But stronger than one would think.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"What?" demanded Razormouth. "Do I look like I need your help? Maybe I'm comfortable here, you ever think of that?"

Oh yeah. Waves of sulkitude.

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

"Fine. Stay where you are," Hitsgaya snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. "Insane woman."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Fine, then, I will," Razormouth snapped back, glowering.