Boardwalk Fun

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It had been just one of her normal mornings, watching the sun rise at the beach when Maggie had discovered the boardwalk. She had gone for a walk on the beach, deep in thought, when eventually she had came across it. At first Maggie had felt a little bit silly, not knowing that Jump City had a boardwalk, but after a while she felt determined to enjoy the boardwalk and everything about it.

Which is why, a few hours later when she had her homework done and had changed into something more amusement park-y, Maggie had returned. She wasn't in her usual attire of a cute dress, instead wearing a cute floral cami and basic denim shorts, along with simple, pastel yellow converses. Her brown hair was in loose waves, though she had a hair tie around her wrist just incase she needed to put it up after riding a rollercoaster. And while she arrived alone and expected to only be there for half an hour, Maggie had been "picked up" by a group of older students of the Academy and had tagged along with them.

And it was fun, hanging out with some other students and riding rollercoasters and rides with them. Especially since, for what felt like the first time since she had moved here, Maggie was among normal people. Not one of them had super strength (though the few football players in the group where rather strong), or could shapeshift or fly or any of that stuff. Nor did any of them seem like the type to be even non-powered heroes like Robin or Batgirl or Speedy.

And Maggie loved that, loving how normal these people where.

Unfortuantly for Maggie, her southern charm wasn't much appreciated by some of the members of the group. Maggie was a bit oblivous towards the glares, looks, and the rolling of eyes, but it was clear to anyone watching that there was a storm in the making, threatening to hit.

[Kenni]

Due to his falling out with Alchemy, Speedy had kept his evening or early-morning jogging routes as far as possible from any identifiable bodies of water.
Her hideout existed somewhere around the docks, after all.
He had never considered himself sentimental before, but that particular screw-up had been all him. He decided a relaxing exercise regimen would be that much more relaxing far away from reminders of their confrontation at the docks.
The most terrible part of it all had been accidentally summoning Raven there, and hurting her further.

This evening, though, he wasn't Speedy, with Speedy's relationship issues.
He was Roy Harper, trying to take his mind off of said events.
Otherwise this, his night of fun, would've been more complete with the dear Ms. Roth's attendance.

In his red-and-white Kingston letterman with his name in blue stitching on the sleeves, white cargoes, a navy polo layered over a white one for that preppy double-collar effect once upturned, and a matching knit-cap tucked over his ears (his Speedy outfit hiding under the surface lest trouble break out amidst all the amusement park fun), he played his role as a typical local Jump teenager. As he paled around with some guys and girls from his classes after school that morning, among his cohorts was a newer face, Maggie Blythe. He'd overheard Robin and Starfire talk about the new girl at school once or twice, and he'd heard nothing but good things, how she was a total sweetheart.

All he really knew about her was that she appeared to be getting on most of his "friends' " last nerves.

"Anybody feel like a cuppa hot chocolate? It's gettin' pretty frosty out here."

He thought she and that accent of her's were adorable, though.
Roy felt his teeth chatter as he rounded up the disturbance in the conversational lull; he flipped up his collars and tightened a red-and-white plaid scarf that also existed on his person, looking at Maggie pointedly.

"I heard they brew a mean strawberry cocoa out here on event nights. I'm buying~."
Despite his generosity, the others didn't seem interested; two-thirds were using the lull as an occasion to bail for the evening, the other remaining few wanted seconds on the rollercoaster.

The evening had been rather pleasantly warm, but Fall was upon then and within the next few hours, the winds were apt to get less friendly in the warmth department. Maggie and her shorts would be safer from that storm with a hot drink under wraps.

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And while some didn't seem to enjoy her company, it couldn't be said that all of the members of the group had the same idea. There was a tall boy among the group who seemed friendly enough, possibly more so than the others, by the name of Roy Harper. He was a good looking boy, smartly dressed with red hair that was nearly hidden under a knit-cap.

Apparently Maggie had worn the wrong thing to the amusement park, for the weather was turning a bit chilly, moreso than what Maggie expected. I miss the South, Maggie had thought before buying an amusement park hoodie that, while not very pretty nor something she would normally wear, was keeping her warm. And was pink. I should of worn jeans too. I'll just have to remember that for next time.

As the conversation within the group started to fade, Maggie was happy that Roy brought up the idea of hot chocolate, for it was rather chilly. Besides, hot chocolate was super yummy. "That sounds mighty fine, thank you." Maggie said with a smile, looking up at him. Maggie was going to stay with the lingering group while Roy went to get the cocoa, but after spotting some looks from a few of the girls she decided to stay close to him. "I'll go with you," She said quickly, giving him a quick smile. However, that smile soon dissapeared as the voices of two of the girls reached them.

While they sounded as though they where speaking Japanese, to Maggie it sounded normal and in english. "She is so annoying. I mean, does she think she's cute with that stupid accent? She sounds like an idiot!" One of the girls said, causing Maggie to flinch. Maggie worked on hiding the fact that she had heard the girl and understood, but Maggie had a horrible poker face. "So, um, where do we get the hot chocolate?" Maggie asked after clearing her voice.

[Kenni]

"Anytime, Mighty-Fine." Roy grinned back, tipping an imaginary bill his toque just didn't have.

The pink-clad girl's initial reaction had been friendly and glad. This mood was soon subverted by some of Roy's 'friends', a couple of their Hokkaidan classmates. Roy could have sneered back and reminded Miya how 'cute' her F.O.B.by accents had been the first few months of school after her transfer, but instead looked straight at Fumiko and pretended to have only caught the middle of Miya's disparaging commentary. It was a known fact, especially among the Asian students, that Harper dabbled in the Eastern language department and had a pretty good handle on Japanese.

"「かわいいじゃない」ってなぁ。てぇか、かわいいじゃないか、このこは。そのと～おり。"
" 'Kawaiijanai'ttenaa. Tehhka, kawaiijanaika, konokowa. Sonoto~ori."
" 'Isn't cute?'--Ahh, you meant Cute, isn't she? Astute of ya."

The beautiful thing about the language they'd chosen to abuse her so audibly in (as poor dear Maggie could understand them, unfortunately), was that tone was key. By flipping their tone in the insult into a question, Harper dared them to try it again while knowing perfectly well correcting him and prolonging the topic would lead to an awkward air of rudeness that they weren't ready to own up to. Certainly, if they couldn't tell Maggie to her face in her native tongue, they weren't about to take the chance that she could figure out they were even talking about her in the first place.

A couple of the other guys and a clearly not-Japanese third girl in the group were scratching their heads, not much liking being left out of the conversation, or joke, or whatever was going on.

All that was a little too little, a little too late, however.

"They're a liddle cranky, I think it's past their bedtime. Were kinna snapping back there." Harper grinned at Ms. Blythe as they made their way forward, taking her clearing of her throat as a symptom of their incoming inclement weather.

"It'll be a short doubling-back to the booth beside the Spinning Apples..Maggie. You're Maggie, right?"
He shoved one hand in his pocket to count the change in there for the drinks (that it seemed the two of them would be enjoying alone for now), the other pulling the scarf off his neck and lacing it loosely about the young lady's in one swift movement, much like he were dressing a cake on the last flourish of the icing tip.

Maggie might have a horrible poker face, but Speedy wasn't about to let it get cold.

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Maggie couldn't help but giggle as Roy tipped an imaginary hat at her, clearly charmed by him. He was a nice guy, rather charming and fun to be around, though Maggie had to remind herself that Brock had seemed the same way and look where that turned out? With her having a rather violent voice yelling in her head at her, demanding that she take back the ice dagger and distroy the one that had taken it from her. That had been difficult to deal with but perhaps it was due to her abilities that allowed her to deal with hearing voices in her head, constantly translating.

However, it also came as a curse, especially during times like this, where she heard and understood something she rather of gone without knowing. Ignorance is bliss, Maggie thought as Roy spoke, her ears tingling as they translated what he said.

" 'Isn't cute?'--Ahh, you meant Cute, isn't she? Astute of ya." He had said, which made Maggie blush a bit. She understood what he was doing, standing up for her while daring them to say something else about her. Hes a great deal nicer than Brock, Maggie thought as Roy told her that they where just cranky because it was past their bedtimes.

"You don't need to make excuses for them. I kind of understood everything they said, as clear as the day is long." Maggie admitted, though not quite telling him about her abilities. After all, she wasn't sure how he would react, since he seemed rather normal. However, he was living in a city full of superheroes, so perhaps he would be alright with it.
"But thank you for standing up for me."

Maggie nodded as he got her name right, walking back towards the booth beside the Spinning Apples when Roy surprised her by pulling the scarf off his neck and lacing it around hers. "Wha- Oh no, you don't need to do that! I'm perfectly fine, really I am!" Maggie said earnestly as she worked on getting it off her of and back to him, even though it was really warm.

[Kenni]

"...you did?"

Awkwa~rd.

However, this was fascinating to Roy; most Japanese language students went for Modern Standard Tokyo-ben if venturing into the language at all, and fewer ever found out about or incorporated any variation from other dialects in the language. For her to have picked up on delicate tonal and lexical disparities like that led him to believe there was a lot more to Ms. Blythe than, definitely, his friends, or he had at first thought.

Still, this awkward moment called for the awkward turtle; he laid his left hand atop his right and made swimming circular motions with his thumb, while clearing his throat.

"Cheh. As far as excuses go, they have none; it's way past their bedtimes if they can't appreciate some good ol' Southern style up here in the big city. You're refreshing, Maggie. You're sweet-tea-with-ice-cubes-on-the-veranda refreshing~."

Harper's was a passive-aggressive gift-offering; he didn't conceded and take back the scarf, nor did he give her the chance to return in; he simply slipped his other hand into his pocket as well, and fleet-footed just out of her reach, leaving the linguistically-minded lady in fist-possession of the warmth accessory. It was mostly for him to choose which of the many questions he had about her answer to ask her first--or smush a bunch of them together!


"Woah, that's crazy, though! When...where, no,why did you decide'a pick up Hokkaido-ben of all dialects..?" the ginger inquired, pulling open one of the Spinning Apples' hatches and gesturing with his signature flourish stolen straight from Aqualad's more grandiose numbers for her to sit first.

This was one of his favourite rides; there was just something calming about knowing that all your troubles would be spun out the other side of your head in a few moments, and silly dizzy laughter would be all you could think to do after the ride was over. Roy hoped it would help clear up the new girl's heart-heaviness to have a good giggle after the previous events of the bullies.

There weren't too many people lined up, so the ticket-girl wouldn't be launching them off into oblivion at blistering spinny-speeds just yet; Maggie would have ample time to collect herself and answer the way she saw fit.

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Maggie nodded as Roy questioned her ability to understand what the others were saying. By now she was picking up the fact that they had been speaking in a different language, and was blushing as red as his hair at being caught in the act as well as letting it slip out. Wasn't she better than this? She's been able, for the most part, keep it on the low key to the point that people thought she was just a normal, if a bit southern, girl.

Maggie couldn't help but giggle at the awkward turtle, for it certainly fit this situation.

Maggie blushed as Roy called her refreshing, looking away to get it under control but seeing as how it was her, it wasn't working all that well. "Thank you Roy. I'll have to say that you are awfully sweet. Probably sweeter than Dick Grayson at school, but don't tell him that." Maggie added quickly, not wanting to possibly hurt Dicks feelings. The hilarity of the moment completely flew over her head, however, due to the double lives of Dick and Roy.

Before she could give him back the scarf Roy moved out of her reach so, somewhat reluctantly but also a bit thankful, Maggie wrapped the scarf back around her neck. However, now that Roy knew she had understood him and the girls, Maggie was thinking over what to say to any of his possible and future questions.

She was sure that there was going to be a few.

Maggie smiled as Roy made one of his gestures as he opened one of the Spinning Apple's hatches, waiting for her to sit first, which she did. It was one of those well known rides that were everywhere. From street parties to carnivals to amusement parks, this type of ride was a constant, and Maggie enjoyed it.

However, it was time to answer his question. "I didn't, at least not in the way others may have." Maggie admitted, frowning slightly as she tried to find the right words. "Whenever I hear or read something in a foreign or alien language, my mind translate it into English so that I can understand it. Doesn't matter if i've never heard of it before or if its a dead language, my brain can translate it.  However, most of the time I don't realize it isn't English unless someone states otherwise, which leads to quite a bit of awkward situations and being accused of ease-dropping. I believe my ability is what some may call omnilingualism, to be specific receptive omnilingualism." Maggie stated, matter-of-factly, proving that she had in fact done some research about her abilities. As the ride started to move, Maggie looked up at Roy. 

"And please don't go tellin everybody about this. It's not all that flashy but it mine and I don't want people flinging different languages at me because I can't handle that. It becomes a lingual overload, so to speak, and I get horribly sick." Maggie pleaded, eyes going wide. She hated how sick she had gotten the few times she had accidentally gave herself lingual overload because she hadn't realize the languages she had been reading had been different from what she was hearing.

[Kenni]

"Ohh, my lips're sealed. Wouldn't dream of telling your Sweetums how you feel about me."
Harper winked at the blushing-belle, and offered a cool, quiet smile.
If he let himself go on he'd be outright laughing.
If she only knew the other side of whom she was calling the sweeter of the two, she'd definitely find it funny too. It wasn't that she was wrong about how kind and good Grayson was at the core, but all Roy could picture was his longtime friend blowing his cover at overhearing her compliment at the ginger, and scowling in his less-than-hedgehog state.

It was understandably hard to keep his cool.

As the ride started spinning, the motion took over the coolant position so that he didn't have to. Maggie also finished her explanation as it began. He struggled to both keep his thoughts in his head, and answer in his wonder and amazement at all he'd just been privy to, as the world began to whirl.

"This just happened out-of-the-blue, one day? How long have you been able to understand... ...errmat spoken on the planet?! Wait, what about OFF Earth? Have you ever met an alien? You could work for the FBI! NASA! Both! Even the--ermn, with thuuhhhhwuhhhh!"
His questions began to blur together as their speed increased so he leaned in closer to her ear; the questions he wanted to ask that would have direct and helpful applicative implications for crime-fighting would have to be asked delicately and detachedly.

This was difficult when you were being whipped around like cotton candy in a fluff-machine.

"--withepolice,eh?Ory'know,theTitans.YoucouldstopcorporateORintergalactic-crimelikeTHAT." he slurred, snapped his fingers, then gave up on speaking until the ride was finished, raising the arm away from her and letting it flail at an angle so as not to smack her in the face, while whooping loudly and literally holding onto his hat about his ears, lest the torque for whatever reason play rough with the interfering wind and put him out one toque.

He agreed to her terms as the ride slowed again, and held both sides of his head so his thoughts could likewise settle.

"Gosh, that's secret number 2 you've compelled me to keep within 2 minutes~. But hey, I get it. If I were a suit, a mask, or super in any sense of the word, I'd like my privacy. And you definitely match the 'super'." he grinned, before a rejoinder.

"Then again, we both know how super I am."

The ticket-girl was asking if they wanted another spin. Roy was ready for that hot-cocoa now, not thinking the wind would whip QUITE that chilly throughout the ride. He looked at Maggie; if she declined, they could talk more over warm cups and intelligible conversation.

"Horribly sick, huh..dooo you think you'd get sicker if we went a few more round on these Apples, or if three-plus tourists started asking you for directions?" asked the ginger, in a tone that betrayed how much he wanted to know her barfing-threshold.

Intelligible, but if he kept up his immature streak, perhaps not right away as intelligent as previous discourse had been.

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 Maggie blushed pink as Roy called Dick her sweetums, her hands fluttering. "What? No, its not like that! He is simply my friend. Besides, I think he has a crush on Starfire, from the Teen Titans, and i've gone and somewhat made it my plan to help him ask her out properly, for he is rather shy." Maggie stated quickly, mischief in her smile. As soon as she realized that Dick wasn't the type to ask Starfire out, Maggie had started to think of ways to get them together in a social gathering and make the moment just so perfect that he would be inspired and ask out Kory. Oooh, it would be so romantic! Maggie thought as the ride spun them around and around, laughter escaping from her as they spun. However, she could still hear Roy talking over her laughter, and it would be rude to not reply.

"Straight out of the blue. None of my family members have had such an ability or any abilities. It just appeared one day when I was takin a Spanish test and has been that way ever since. As for alien languages, I think I can. I met one of the other titans, Mimic I believe his name is, and I believe he spoke to me in Euremian?" Maggie said, her face wrinkling up as she tried to remember what he had called the language. "It took a bit longer to translate, but I got it down for the most part." Maggie stated, looking as Roy as he started listing organizations that she could work for, trailing off as the speed of the ride increased. Maggie jumped a bit as Roy leaned in closer to her ear before laughing at herself, blushing. She wasn't quite used to people, especially boys, speaking into her ear, especially boys whom shes just met.

However, the blush quickly disappeared as Roy suggested working for the Titans, before it reappeared with a vengeance and a smile appeared on her face, reaching her eyes. "Really? Do you think I have a chance with joinin the Titans? I mean, i'm not much of a fighter." Maggie pointed out quickly, before picking up Roys cue on not talking and just enjoying the ride. As Roy started to whoop loudly, Maggie couldn't help but laugh and laugh and laugh.

As the ride started to slow down, a few more giggles escaped Maggie as she glanced at Roy, who was holding his head as though to make it still. "And I thank ya very much for promisin to keep those secrets. And i'm not a super: I'm a metahuman. At least, that's what that nosferatu lookin guy told me." Maggie explained, shuddering as she remembering that night. Nos had down right scared her, and she was still a bit mad that he had taken her ice dagger. She still looked over her shoulder at night, just to make sure he wasn't there. Maggie gave Roy a grin, nodding her head in agreement. "Oh, absolutely. Your extra super," Maggie said with a chuckle as the ticket-girl asked if they wanted another spin.

Maggie bit the corner of her lips, thinking on what to do. While the ride was fun, she was looking forward to some hot chocolate right about now. Roy was looking at her, as though waiting for her to decide and finally she spoke. "Ha, as if a spinnin ride could make me sick! Roy, i'm from the south and we are made of sterner stuff. However, I am lookin forward forward to some hot chocolate right about now." Maggie said, making a face at Roy as he teased her. "Haha, very funny."

Maggie made her way off the ride, somewhat eager to resume their conversation.
"Not many know about my abilities besides my family. If I do remember correctly, only two other people in Jump city know about my abilities besides you, though only one I told. The other one tricked me into admitting about my abilities." Maggie said, somewhat scowling at how easy the girl had gotten her to confess about her abilities. She had been in the library, reading about the Tuatha De Danaan, when the girl approached her. She had seemed rather friendly as she asked Maggie if she could read the summaries of the books she carried because she had forgotten her glasses at home and couldn't read them properly. And so Maggie, being polite, had done so. However, what she hadn't realized was that the books were in different languages. Once she had finished, the girl had asked her alot of quick questions that had gotten her all confused to the point that when the girl had asked her if she was a metahuman she had said yes. The girl had smirked then, and had told her not to worry for she was one too.

"So I want to say its only you, Mimic, and that girl who know about my abilities, but whats her name? Emily? Ellen? She had pretty red hair," Maggie said as she thought, frowning with concentration before clapping her hands as she remembered. "Oh yes, Elodie! Her name was Elodie MacKelter!"

[Kenni]

Shyness wasn't the only thing holding Grayson back from asking Starfire out as Dickard, but Maggie didn't need to know that tidbit.

Lykevr.

"Ohhhoh-hoh-hohhh, you realize letting me in on not-such-a-secret-crush number 3 means I'm in, right? Do keep me updated and invite me to the strategic meetings for their fateful one~."

Roy rubbed his hands together as soon as he could remember which way forward was, and where his hands were.

The Spinning Apples ride never failed to disappoint an aspiring thrill-seeker seeking clarity.
Even if it was reset clarity.

He had a palm laid on her shoulder as they tottered to and fro, gaining balance as the inviting wafting of hot cocoa scent reached them from the next few stands over.
Harper was using her as a crutch as much as trying to be hers in the few moments it took to reach the little tent with the plastic tarp and bar-stools, still offering the hot drink customers visibility of things like fireworks and rides along with the resultant increased comfort.

"One grande white-strawberry, and two averages; dark cocoa and milk-cocoa each, please’n thanks pal." The lanky bartender nodded, smiled at Maggie from behind a black shag, and began boiling up the brews, and Speedy pulled out a backed-stool for his new friend before fastening the clear-tarp behind them, settling in between a couple fighting good-spiritedly over what ride to go on next, and a darling elderly lady sitting in an also backed-stool, entertaining her young grandson in a highchair.

“Feel free to order whatevs, Maggs, f’none of the above appeal to ya. I can polish off chocolate-anymat in the event I struck out with your tastes 3 for 3. You can ask ‘em fer extras, too! It’s the least SupeRoy can do for ya.”
grinned the downtime-Titan, trying to hide the apprehension from her mentioning a ‘nosferatu-lookin’ guy’ just now. His mind immediately went to his run-in with Reffles—Psyman, with Psyman that one job at WayneTech, and his shady (yet ohsopale) companion. Was there a link?

“For someone who considers herself average, you sure run into some above-average folks..!” Harper mused into his spare-cupped white-strawberry brew. The boy had thought it, but hadn’t expected to say it out loud. He hadn’t betrayed his cover though; anyone civilian would have similar reactions to hearing someone mention such a fellow, anyway.

He sweetened his mug to perfection with actual pink sprinkles, and leaving the other half in the grande cup for Maggie, in case she wanted to try mixing like Roy was doing, with the dark and regular cocoas that were brought out in succession. There were mini-mixpacks in case the customers wanted any additional flavours in their drinks as well.

It was as upscale a street-bar as Jump could offer, what with all the selection.

At Elodie’s name, he almost burnt his nose off in…shock!
After running into her with Ian a while back, Roy’d been wondering if she’d recovered from the puddle trauma and all that. He hadn’t seen the electricity-user at school lately.

“Yeah..Pretty red head, pretty redhead. MacKelter. ‘Bout as strawberry as this mug. She’s in my drama hour and lunch bracket. ” he said, wiping the counter down and re-settling on the stool, glad he’d managed not to mess up his clothes. Pink splotches on white pants gave a particular strawberry-cow look he hadn’t been going for that evening.

The fact Maggie hadn’t talked to him about Elodie’s powers meant Maggie either wasn’t aware of them, or she was just as quick to keep others’ secrets as she was entrusting her own to new acquaintances. Admirable, in any case.

“I can see how the wrong people could take serious advantage of your talents, eh? MacKelter’s…alright, though.”
It turned the fruit cocoa flavour a tad sour on his tongue, but that was as close to his feelings on the manner as he could admit. He still believed there might be a way to reach the teen villain, so for now, she was ‘alright’.

"Powers've any type seem like a whole bag o'tricks! Gosh, wonder what I'd do with'em.."


A legitimate question.
Likely nothing too smart, at first.

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  "Oh absolutely! Do you know of any more friends they have in common? I want to see if they will want to help me with this, for I think this is will a bit more difficult to do here than back home in Ashford. In Ashford, no one had super powers. Well, besides me but there was none of this flyin and super strength type stuff." Maggie said, then sighed romantically. "I'm thinkin on settin them up together here, maybe have a group together that leads to them being paired up for rides. Then, by sunset, have them on the ferris wheel where I'll pay the ticket person to have it stop with them on the top so that they'll watch the sunset together and it will be so romantic and he'll just have to ask her out then!"

If it wasn't clear already, it was clear now that Maggie was very much a romantic person. Her eyes were practically sparkling with the very idea of getting two people together.

Maggie couldn't help but laugh as they tottered around, Roy using her as a crutch before they were able to get their balance. Luckily her center of balance was lower than his, dude to how short she was. She grinned up at him as he ordered for them, taking the chance to look around. It was a brilliant idea to use the clear tarp, allowing customers to look around the part while enjoy their drinks. "I'll be right as rain with the milk-cocoa, but thank you." Maggie said, smiling as Roy refereed to himself as SupeRoy .

"I know, its weird! Its like everywhere I turn theres a person who can do things people shouldn't be able to do! Like throw pothole lids like frisbees! Or makin electricity flow from one hand to another without injury! Its crazy!" Maggie said, eyes wide as she spoke. "Course, Elodie says i'm meeting so many metahumans now is due to Jump City havin a larger population as well as it being the home base for the Titans, cause everyone who wants to either join them or fight them have come in from all over to Jump." Maggie explained, saying what Elodie had told her. But with less big words.

Maggie smiled and thanked the bartender as the dark and regular cocoas were brought out, exactly the way she had been taught to ever since she was a little girl. Being polite and kind will take you far in this world. At least, thats what her Nana always told her.

And while its hit a few bumps in the road, especially while here, Maggie still believed this to be true.

She jumped a bit as Roy spilled his drink a bit, looking somewhat shocked when she mentioned Elodie by name. "Oh, so you know her?" Maggie questioned, curious on what all Roy knew about her new friend. Course, if he told her the truth truth of what he knew about Elodie, Maggie most likely wouldn't believe him.

That was kind of a thing with Maggie, something that you would think she would learn by now.

When Roy talked about how the wrong people might take advantage of her abilities and how Elodie was 'alright', Maggie couldn't help but frown a bit. "Don't worry, she wont take advantage of me. In fact, she told me that if theres anythin I need, like a book or somethin, to give her a call and she'll get it for me. And all I need to do in return is go shoppin with her and maybe a few sleepovers." Maggie said, her frown instantly a grin at the sound of that. Nothing helped bond girls together more than shopping and sleepovers.

"Well, that is somethin to think about. Theres three ways you can use your abilities, I suppose. Use them to help yourself, help others, or help others AND yourself. Ima guessing that it depends on the situation and what your power is that makes you choose, you know?"
 

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"I don't think I've sat through the entire school-day since last month, but pretty sure Starfire's not lacking in the friends depot., fake ones'r otherwise. She's one of Jump's Finest, and I'm not'alkin' police privileges either."
Speedy had skipped enough school lately as per senioritis rights that he couldn't be sure who-all had met Star by now. Seeing as she was famous however, they'd have no trouble rounding up the necessary people, pomp or circumstance to make Grayson wish he'd called in sick to avoid the embarrassment one of these days.

"And I'm not one to brag or anymat," the braggart bared his teeth like some kind of sly but wild animal, framing his chin in the crook of his thumb and pointer and posing, "But I know I could round up more than a few willing participants myself, easy. Not many can resist this smile."
It was more like an impish grin.
It would have to do.

"Dude but you're short, missy." The author poked fun at her roleplay partner's due typo (and then typoed 'dude' x'D what goes around comes around..), as Speedy had a'righted himself from their previous tottering advancement.

"But not on sparkly dreams. So YOU'RE the one behind all those sugary-sap stories, eh? Step out the way, romance authority comin' through~."
Her ideas were good, and like something straight out of a movie.
He could still poke more fun at her to parallel his author, though.

"Know her? Of her. Like I said; pretty redhead. From one pretty redhead's perspective, others tend to stand out, ya know?" chuckled Harper, blowing gently on his mug and swiveling to face the clear tarp for the view. He didn't let on about knowing any overly personal information on MacKelter since that was Speedy's rag.
"She makes a bloodchilling Macbeth, loves tinkering with gadgets, and has this amazing consistency with static-electricity shocks at the locker bay. I hope yours isn't anywhere near hers for your own safety."

Dear little Maggie here seemed to be in no present danger from Elodie though, which was a load off his mind. If MacKelter was offering sleepovers and buddy-buddyness with the new kid, she couldn't be up to anything too sinister; villains could have friends too, especially ones that Roy didn't think had any humanity-world-catastrophic tendencies so much as very pointed, exclusive revenge.

"Henh. If I had powers, it’d be fun for a while just kickin’ back by and for myself, buthere sure is somat about this city that attracts heroes. I’m attractive, heroes’re attractive. Heck, even the villains are pretty attractive.”
Where was he going with that? Probably nowhere. He just liked listening to the sound of his own voice.

“Er, anyway. SupeRoy is a name for a hero, and I’m a people person. It’d be more fun helpin’ them out than risking getting beat up by bird-ninjas and starbolts. That besides..it just wouldn’t feel right not to Jump! into action to help when I could.”


The way she was talking about helping with powers rather than harming wasn't surprising given the speaker, but it also showed she wasn't already in cahoots with the villainess. Besides, Maggie didn't seem like the type to lie very well, so it wasn't likely she was putting on some ruse.

"Now then, what time am I expected at that sleepover of yours..?"

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"Why not? Don't tell me your the type to skip school just because i'm pretty sure my momma and dad will not appreciate such a negative influence being one of my friends," Maggie stated, though the smile on her face let it be known that she was simply teasing him. Somewhat. Okay, so there was some seriousness in there, but it was masked by the teasing. In hearing that there shouldn't be much trouble in gathering up enough participants for her plot to get Starfire and Dick Grayson together, Maggie couldn't help but give an excited squeak. "It will be positively wonderful. I'll make sure it is downright magical. Oooh, I cannot wait!" Maggie said, giggling at Roy's impish grin. It wasn't quite a smile, but it would have to do.

( "Dude I was tired when I typed up that reply," Maggie's creator complains, turning redder than a blushing Speedy at the typo.)

Maggie listened as Roy talked about Elodie, sipping on her coco as he spoke. However, when Roy spoke about her "amazing consistency with static-electricity shocks", she nearly did a spit take. "You know about her abilities!" Maggie shrieked, then covered her mouth, her eyes wide. She hadn't meant to yell it, and was now getting stared at. "I mean, shes practically a metahuman when it comes to gadgets but she says she isn't. Isn't that funny, HAHAHAHAHA" Maggie laughter was forced and she knew it. She looked at Roy, eyes still wide before taking another drink, face as red as a tomato.

"No all of them are attractive. I met one guy who looked like a vampire! And when I say vampire, like Nosferatu-vampire. Not Buffy the Vampire Slayer type vampire. You know, the pretty ones? He wasn't pretty at all. But it does appear that many of the heroes and villains from here are pretty. Perhaps there is something in the water?" Maggie questioned, smiling for Roy was able to get her mind off of the whole 'blurting out about Elodie's abilities' thing. She could not stop herself from laughing as Roy continued to speak. It appeared as though Roy had a liking in hearing his own voice, which Maggie didn't mind that much. He was indeed a people person, and a lovely one at that. "Exactly. Not everyone can fight the bad guys like the Titans can, but as my daddy tells me 'there ain't nothin wrong with helpin those who can't help themselves.'" Maggie stated, laughing once more as Roy asked what time was he expected at the sleepover.

"And what make's you think that you're invited? Besides, i'm plenty certain that it is a girls only sleepover and Elodie wouldn't be very happy if a boy tagged along." Maggie laughed, not realizing just how unhappy Elodie would be if she found out that Speedy made friends with her linguist.

[Kenni]

"My dear, there comes a time in a young highschool student's life, wherein actually attending highschool is about to become their past. At thatime, darling Maggie, the senior contracts seniorities from their surroundings, and it becomes next to impossible to care about anything past those few inconsequential final exams they give us early."
As Speedy polished off his mug, he explained the many complexities of the disease known as senioritis to his underclasswoman, trying to keep as straight a face as possible. He couldn't tell completely if she were joking or not; maybe her folks wereally strict after all, and had ingrained that seriousness into their well-bred daughter. At her smile however, the illusion was dispelled.

At her outburst however, he was almost certain she'd seen Elodie use said 'abilities'.
But Harper the civilian simply blinked a few quick innocent blinks, as if he were fluttering his eyelashes.
Noyeah, he was just fluttering his eyelashes.
Their next topic was how pretty you likely were if you were a hero, so why not.

"If by 'abilities' you mean selective-static, you got it. And when I say selective, I mean it chooses her more often than she chooses it. She could be walking down the hallway barefoot in a plastic set of footie-pajamas and still get shocked at her locker, or almost burn someone's hand off when handing them an eraser. It's insane! And hilarious. But mostly crazy. I'm sure you've noticed too by now, bein' her friend'n all."
Normal Roy naturally had never witnessed Elodie in super-action so much as he had in class, in mishap-action. The quicker Maggie accepted that, the more comfortable she'd be again, believing she had successfully protected her friend's secret.

He kept his gaze out on the passers-by to people-watch, giving Maggie's face time to return to a hue other-than-his-head's, and tried not to visibly stiffen when she made mention of that vampire guy again.

"We've sure got all kinds here! They haven't featured Jump on Ripley's Believe It Or Not yet, have they? I'm sure it's the next special. We should go round up that Nosferatu with the gang once we've gotten Dickiebird'n Star together." Roy grinned, but wouldn't pursue that particular venture if he could help it. Supposing she had actually met such a being, he didn't sound safe, especially not for his mundane highschool friends, and more importantly, for Maggie. He'd run this informatio by the team once he got home from his little impromptu date here.

"Hey, we could play Mystery Inc.! I call Freddie. Brains, beauty..you'd make an excellent Daphne or Velma. Well. As soon as we getchya some martial arts lessons, you could be my Delma. Vaphne? I kinna like 'Vaphne'; rings a lot more ancient Greek instead've ancient 60's."
Again with the sound of his own voice.

He merged his final commentary together, waiting for her to finish her hot drink and leaving the appropriate change on the bar-counter for their purchase before standing, stretching to his toes, and replacing his tuke on his head when it flopped off from all the activity.
"H'whyyy I thought 'there ain't nothin wrong with helpin those who can't help themselves.' A girls-only sleepover? You know that I 'couldn't help myself' but check iddout."
It was keeping with character to come off as overbearingly, ridiculously girl-crazy as possible, but one who knew all dimensions of Harper got the feeling that it was something the archer, schoolboy AND regular guy would say, easy.

Now he ushered her towards the Merry-Go-Round, a short distance from both the entrance to the amusement park, and their current location.
"The wind's died down a bit; how 'bout one last ride at a human velocity? You like horses?"

He wondered if Rae liked horses..?
He'd've taken Maggie on the Ferris Wheel, but that, along with the Merry-Go-Round, were more a package-deal for when he brought his actual girlfriend here next time.

Besides, it was a chilly night.