fluxscape | “The beginning is always today.”

WHO: Barbara Gordon and Mayday Parker
WHAT: Tacos and Crime
WHERE: Apartments! Where Tacos Are! Places!
WHEN: Early March
WARNINGS: Potential lady feelings? Oh, and high chance of snark with a medium chance of puns later on.

Well, at least she'd met some...quasi-familiar faces, and interesting people. She hadn't landed in a total dystopian, Blade Runner style hell-hole, either, so that was that. Time to get on with life, before life got on with her, really.

And this May seemed nice. Interesting, too, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why. Still, she steps into the hall, closing her door behind her, with a good feeling about all this. And what can go wrong with tacos, really?

She's dressed in what, for her, is fairly casual. A grey turtleneck sweater, a light blue skirt, to just above the knees and - in deference to the wet, slushy outsides, some thick, waterproof boots. Over that she's thrown a light jacket, earmuffs, and a scarf.

She's also humming to herself. And then she looks over to the next apartment over.

"Oh."

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May had opted for a Grey tank top with a band name she’d never heard of with her let her jacket over it and a pair of comfy jeans and tennis shoes. Trendy but able to break out into hero mode if necessary since her costume top and mask were in a hidden pocket she’d sewn into the jacket. She also checked her makeup one last time as well. It was just hanging out but she wanted to make a good impression. Barbara seemed nice and May needed more friends.

“I really need more friends,” she told her reflection in the mirror before nodding and heading out of her apartment. Locking the front door she turned to go head to meet Barbara and came face to face with... well, Barbara.

“Either I’m super late and you’re some genius detective that came to find me... or were neighbors?”

Her mouth just hangs open for a long moment before re-forming into a smile.

"Well, that's a coincidence," she replies, holding up her keys. "But no genius detective, sorry. Just plain old Barbara."

Said by the woman with her own costume compressed into a packet inside the lining of her skirt.

“Well I bet plain old Barbara is pretty awesome. Besides, if you were a genius detective and looked that good in that outfit it wouldn’t be fair to the rest of us,” May joked. No way she was going to let a friend, or even a potential one, describe herself like that.

“Are you ready to get some tacos though? The place isn’t too far.”

She finds herself blushing, just slightly, at the compliment. "Heh, well, thanks - you sure don't hold back do you?"

But she nodded.

"You bet! Haven't had a good taco in forever."

"Hey, I'm not going to let anyone talk down about any potential friends, not even those potential friends themselves," May said. Of course she didn't necessarily apply that rule to herself, her internal monolugue was not always kind, but no way she was going to let Barbara say she was run-of-the-mill.

"So when was the last time you had a good taco?"

She sort of fell in beside May, letting her lead the way.

"Couple months, maybe? It's been a lot of late-night burgers and the like, lately. If we get strict on the 'good' part, probably even longer."

"You poor thing... although burgers are also pretty awesome. But we definitely need to make good tacos a regular thing in your life. I officially declare myself your 'eat tacos' friend," May said with a nod, as if Babs had no real say in the situation. Obviously she did and maybe May was coming on a little strong but she was really desperate for a friend, to be honest.

Instead, she laughed, holding the back of her hand up to her forehead.

"Oh no, I'm being dragooned into eating better with actual persons, whatever shall I do?"

She paused.

"Other than enjoy it. Honestly, just...seeing another human being for fun is...kinda nice, these days."

"Oh good, I'm glad I'm not the only one that feels that way," she said with a chuckle. Babs being faux dramatic was pretty funny and she could already tell that they were going to get along great. And how often did that happen for May? Almost never.

"So what is your home like? Is your planet called Earth? How do people get around? Do you have a New York?"

"Yeah, pretty normal," she responded. "It's called Earth, we've got a New York City but I'm from Gotham, down the coast a bit, and everybody has either riding lizards or uses the teleports. Y'know, like normal."

She held the straight face as long as she could.

"I don't think I've heard of Gotham before," May admitted. If it was a big city then that meant they were probably from different worlds. Okay, the teleporters and lizards comment also made it apparent they weren't from the same world. And of course she couldn't act like she'd been to a whole bunch of worlds before which was kinda crappy.

"Teleporters must make things SO MUCH EASIER," May said, a little jealous. "And do you have your own lizard or like... share one with family? How do the riding lizards work?"

"Oooh boy, yeah, I'm going to take a guess you haven't talked to people in a while," she said, gently, but with amusement, gently nudging her with an elbow.

"We don't have any of those things, I was just being dumb. It's just buses and stuff like normal."

“Ohhhh, oh, maybe I just haven’t talked to filthy liars in a while,” May said with faux outrage before laughing at the joke. She had to hand it to Barbara, that was a pretty good one. In her defense though she’d been to worlds weird enough that sort of thing wasn’t too far from reality.

“Busses and normal stuff sounds more boring but probably a lot safer in the long run.”

"Or someone who just thinks they're funny," she said, with a grin.

"And aside from the costumed heroes and stuff, yeah. But Gotham's a busy, busy place that way."

"Oh, that someone is for sure funny. Got me good," May said. Because if you couldn't appreciate and take a joke like that then you were just sad. Besides, she appreciated a quick wit.

"So what heroes do you have then? We have some of those too. Do you have the Fantastic Four or the Avengers?"

May wanted to ask about Spider-People but people would definitely ask about the other two first.

"Umm, nope, haven't heard of those - how about the Justice League? Superman? Batman?"

She shrugs. "Do you even have a Gotham?"

"No but the Justice League sounds pretty cool! Is... is Batman a Bat-Person or like... just someone who is blind and gets around by echolocation?" she asked, because in her mind a person bitten by a bat and given bat-powers seemed more likely.

"And I don't think so. It's a cool name though. Gooothammmm," she said, using her best "spooky" voice.

She shrugs.

"Nobody knows!" she replies, shrugging. "All we know? He fights crime by night!"

She snrked at the latter. "Yeah, it kinda is."

“The beginning is always today.” - Mary Shelley

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