Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Tony'd ordered a batch of pizzas and soda and brought out his Jackie Chan movies. He popped Drunken Master into the DVD player and sat down on the couch. Then got up again and found a couple of bottles of juice in the kitchen. Non-caffeinated stuff might be good for tonight. Dinah could get a little nuts with that in her system.

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Sin came down the hall, holding Lena's hand, and smiled when she saw Uncle Tony. Both girls had Dinah's fake magnetic nose-piercings in and eyebrow-rings on, sparkly nail-polish, and Lena had green and pink streaks in her hair.

"Thank you for making movie night, Uncle Tony," Sin said, climbing up beside him. "Ooo. Juice!"

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Lena flopped down and held out her arm. "Lookit lookit! I have a Black Canary tattoo!" Or, you know, a magic marker drawing on her arm of a hawk in a circle. "Which movie is it?"

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"Hey, you guys look awesome!" Tony said. "Make sure to have some of the pizza with veggies. You're growing girls."

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"High-five!" Tony said, holding up his hand. "We're watching Drunken Master."

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"But there is pepperoni, yes?" Sin asked anxiously. "Pepperoni is wonderful." She stopped to admire her fingernails, and whispered to Tony, "Sister said we could be dressed up today. The piercing isn't real."

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Lena slapped her hand against his, and beamed. "Super! I've just seen the new movies, is this an old old one?" She settled in with her juice, then TK'd a napkin to herself, then looked guilty. "It's okay to do that here, right?"

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Jaime had spent most of the day in his room. Tinkering. And not staring dopily at nothing while thinking about prom. Because tinkering was productive and the other was, well, dopey.

But eventually food needed acquiring.

Wait... where did all these kids come from? The Scarab assured him they weren't just younger version of people he knew (he'd heard that happened from time to time).

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"Plenty of pepperoni," Tony said. "Mine is," he said, tugging lightly on his eyebrow piercing. "But you don't need real piercings 'til you're older."

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Tony called a napkin to his own hand. "Totally," he said. "Is your mom teaching you to use your powers?"

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Tony waved at Jaime. "Hey," he said. "Did you get any today?"

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Sin gave him a gravely considering look as she took a piece of pizza and nibbled along the edge. "But it might give someone something to grab in a fight. It would be a risk. Perhaps I will keep the magnetic ones for play."

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"Uh-huh. Not at home in Santa Cruz. Just at home in New Gotham," Lena said, wiping her mouth. "Mommy says there's no good reason in California, so not to do it unless it's a real 'mergency there." She grinned. "Daddy teaches me cooking there instead. We're doing tapas!"

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Tony winced. "Ouch, yeah. So are you going to be a superhero, too?"

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"Yum!" Tony said. "You guys live both places?"

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"Any... what?" Jaime felt like he should know, given Tony's tone, but... he had no clue.

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"Yes." Sin nodded hard. "And not an assassin. I was to become the next Lady Shiva. But Sister saved me, and now I can be anything. I wish to become a hero, but she says to wait until I'm older to be sure."

Sin was already sure. But she could humor Sister, who could sometimes be anxious for silly reasons.

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Sin examined the newcomer with careful attention, and decided he was not a threat. He appeared to be known to Uncle Tony, and therefore was a safe person. "Hello. We are watching Jackie Chan. And laughing. Would you like to join us for pizza?" She took a big bite, then grinned mischievously around a pepperoni slice, formality askew. "There is plenty!"

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"Well, I do like pizza. And Jackie Chan." Jaime grinned down at her (especially that serious expression). "Are you sure you don't mind?"

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"Yes! Daddy has restaurants in both cities. We go back and forth. And sometimes I go to school in California, and sometimes in New Gotham, and sometimes O-- Aunt Barbara teaches me." Lena gave Tony a quick look, and grinned. "And we visited you in Vancouver last summer, too! With Leeeeeee." Someone got a teasing streak from her mom.

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"Kids," Tony said. "I'm guessing that means you haven't. Or else they haven't found you yet."

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"I do not. And Lena will not. She likes everyone." A quality Sin approved of in an almost-big-sister. "I am Sin. It is nice to meet you." Sin's English was unaccented, but careful. She was still learning new words all the time. "What is your name, please?"

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"Why would I have gotten kids today?" Was there some sort of sale or something?

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Jaime bent his legs to lower himself down to her level and held out a hand. "I'm Jaime. It's very nice to meet you, Sin."

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Sin slid off the couch to shake his hand, then give him a small bow. "I am very glad to be here. My cousin and I have met many new people today, and met my sister when she is much younger. And tomorrow there may be sparring. And a ball pit!"

Formality right up until the words ball pit when it was clear that Sin was only seven, not actually seventy.

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"Being a hero's way better than being an assassin," Tony agreed. "It can be a rough job, though. You sure you wouldn't even consider being a doctor or movie star or something? What do you like to do for fun?