[ Damian's been in a mood since before he even left for New Tokyo. When he'd opened her door to find her bed empty, knowing she'd been gone for days, her name missing from the list - he'd lost it. Felt all that rage and grief build up and burn everything around him, and then spent a few days trying to clean up the ash and make sense of the pieces.
Kaldur had moved into the empty room. There were still scorch marks on the walls. A few more after the fiasco his attempts at organizing the displaced had been. It sucked, he was rebuilding. Slowly. Not sleeping was wearing on him, and that was why he'd crashed hard enough not to notice another body appearing is his bed. Curling closer to him. It's a nice feeling, warm and soft and safe and --
and not how he fell asleep. He bolts upright, a hand curled and ready to lash out - catching sight of her and freezing in his tracks.]
Kara?
[ Is this... real? It feels real. She feels real. ]
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Kaldur had moved into the empty room. There were still scorch marks on the walls. A few more after the fiasco his attempts at organizing the displaced had been. It sucked, he was rebuilding. Slowly. Not sleeping was wearing on him, and that was why he'd crashed hard enough not to notice another body appearing is his bed. Curling closer to him. It's a nice feeling, warm and soft and safe and --
and not how he fell asleep. He bolts upright, a hand curled and ready to lash out - catching sight of her and freezing in his tracks.]
Kara?
[ Is this... real? It feels real. She feels real. ]
Am I dreaming?