The Other Kung Fu Chick

[feminine_menace]

The doc said YT is okay for skateboarding practice, as long as she doesn't do anything too crazy, so she's been just sort of cruising over the hills. She's roaming further than usual, because she's looking for someone.

She hasn't seen the kung fu chick since she went to the infirmary the other day. YT's kind of curious about her. And she also wants to learn her name, if possible. Maybe learn some of that cool stuff she was doing. After all, YT's planning to join a war effort soon, and afterward, being able to fight like that - or at least half so well, maybe even a quarter - would certainly be useful in her own world.

YT returns to the spot where she first saw the kung fu girl practicing, hoping that maybe she's back there today.

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[alwaysroomforhope]

Scars comfortably hidden, Steph tips spare water over her head and shakes it out, and then yanks her hair back into a neater ponytail.

"She'd have known. See, she's from the past - uh, of my world. Not from the past past, but from, you know, my past, when she came here --" Steph's not great at explaining today, apparently. "Anyway, she never got taught words at all. Body language is like - Like, okay, she could look at me now, and know what I'm thinking about or if I'm lying or whatever. Way creepy sometimes."

She shoves towel and water into her bag and bounces up, all done practicing.

"--I'm Steph, by the way. Nice to meet you, yeah?"

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"YT," YT says. "Good to meet you, too." She takes a few seconds to process what Steph's just told her about Batgirl. "I know someone who can do that," she says. "Not fighting, I mean. Just reading people. She's almost psychic. But...she can talk too." YT shakes her head. "How come she doesn't know how to talk?" She knows the answer's likely to be unpleasant. It usually involves spending your whole childhood locked in a closet by your psycho parents or something.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph wrinkles her nose, expressively. "Her dad -- total psycho, seriously. I'm heading in for some breakfast, you wanna come with?"

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"Sure. I mean, I had mine, but I've always got room for an extra cup of coffee. YT decides not to ask any more about Batgirl. She's got a pretty good idea of what might've happened, to make her the way she is.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph gives her a quick smile, heading in.

"Bar serves such good coffee there's totally always room for more. So, you new?"

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

YT's already getting to like Steph. She's cheerful and friendly but not annoyingly so. Like she's genuine about it, not trying too hard. "I've been here since about Mardi Gras, by local time," YT says. "So I'm not a newb, but not an old hand either."

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph grins. "Oh, you didn't come in during Mardi Gras! What an awesome introduction to the madhouse."

She says it with affection, though. She deeply loves Milliways.

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I mean I got here just before. So yeah, I saw it. And Bar gave me a whole bunch of those little plastic bead necklaces, the kind you get for flashing people. And I couldn't get them off." YT rolls her eyes. She's not going to talk about how she celebrated too much and got a four-alarm hangover. "At least I didn't get switched on April Fool's or anything. Good thing I don't like curry."

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph laughs.

"Yeah ... never, like, never eat anything from Bar on a holiday. Even Christmas, but totally Hallowe'en and April Fools'. She has a great sense of humour."

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"Great isn't so much the word I'd use," YT says, with a roll of her eyes. "But like I've said before, if you were a sentient magic bar at the end of the universe, you'd develop some pretty weird ways to get a laugh, too."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Don't say that where she might hear you," Steph says with a grin. "She might decide to dress you all in frilly pink for a week or something. I wouldn't put it past her."

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"Oh, she probably already heard what Adam said about putting me in a tutu," YT says dismissively. "I'm actually planning to get the jump on her this Halloween by making my own costume, if I'm still here." She's surprised at how casually she says that, like she actually wouldn't mind being Bound for that long.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"She likes that," Steph says, grinning. "What will you make?"

Steph never expected to be here long, either.

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"I don't know yet. I've got time to think about it," YT says. "It's gonna have to be really good, not half-assed or anything, because then she'll just dress me up herself."

They reach the door of the Bar. YT, in a rare instance of actual politeness, holds it open for Steph.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"I'm not bad with - thanks! - with a sewing machine, if you need," Steph offers happily. "Maybe we should do costumes for everyone ... or, oh, I know, one for Bar! Get her back by dressing her up as ... something long and square." She laughs.

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"Hey, we could paint her or glue things on her," YT says. "Then again, she might get back at us for getting back at her if she doesn't like whatever we come up with."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Yeah, I wouldn't wanna glue or paint. But we could totally make a cloth and paint that. Just, she's like, sentient, you know?"

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

[OOC: So sorry! I totally dropped the ball on this one.]]

"And magic. And makes really good drinks." YT grins. Where you want to sit, exactly? Table, Bar or booth?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

[No worries. I do the same a lot.]

"Booth," Steph says promptly, heading in that direction. "You can see better. Not as good as sitting on a rafter, but for some reason most people don't like hanging out up there..." She flashes YT a grin.

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

YT looks up at the rafters thoughtfully and shrugs. "It might be fun, but I'd have a hell of a time getting up there and getting back down," she says.

They head for a nearby booth and take a seat. "So," YT asks as she scoots onto the padded bench on her side of the table, "how long you been here? Sounds like a while."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Oh ... nearly two years." Steph looks sad for a moment, slipping into her own seat. "If you can jump the rafters are easy!"

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

Two years. Jesus. But YT doesn't say that. "I can jump. And pull myself up on things. But I don't know if I can go that high, even on my plank. Hey, there's a waitrat." YT flags it down and orders coffee for herself, then waits for Steph to order.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph asks for coffee, and for a sandwich. Training's hungry work.

She glances over at YT. "I'm not Bound or anything. Don't worry, she doesn't usually keep you that long if you're alive. Least, I think so."

[feminine-menace.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Ummm, you're one of the dead folks. Okay..." Man, that's awkward. What's she supposed to say? Sorry? But it doesn't seem to bother Steph. "I did meet one guy who was Bound for a year. That'd drive me ballistic. I mean, this place doesn't have good enough skateboarding ground for me to stay here that long. Nothing to grind on, except maybe the roof, and nothing to 'poon."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"There's air." Steph's face lights up. "I met a wizard - I don't think he's around any more - but he made me a flying skateboard. I mean, it's a carpet, but it's a skateboard, and it flies."