Me, Not the Hero (EXPO- Mia)

[Chris "Darkhawk" Powell]

((If the earliness of this thread erks anyone, I apologize- Kitty is going to Boot Camp in less than a month, so we kind of need to get this started now rather than later))

Mann, he should have seen this coming. Who else was going to buy him, in Darkhawk form of course, than Speedy? They had set the due time together for the next day, starting at a Starbucks' nearby the Expo grounds. Better now than never, right?
The only disadvantage with this place was that if he followed the rules and was Darkhawk like he was supposed to be, there would be no way to drink any of the refreshing coffee. Sometimes Chris asked the Elder Alien why his armor couldn't have a mouth, and the very wrinkled being just shrugged in reply and said something vaguely along the lines of "I never had time, and a mouth is a weakness." Weakness! That was just wrong. It would come in handy when there was a superhero gathering and snacks at the same time. But noo, everyone else could eat in costume, and Chris couldn't. Heaven bless the day when he would find someone in his same plight...
So, he was sitting out here as his normal self again, just like he had been last night backstage, lounging in an outdoor chair, sipping a frappucino, with his feet up on a green metal table. Not like Mia wouldn't know who he was, they had met this way twice before, once at the auction, and the other at the Teen Titans meeting.
Glancing over to where his car was parked nearby, he again admired the closeness of the spot. It had just been there, waiting for him. The parking meter was broken, too, so he could stay as long as he wanted. Added bonus. And knowing what most of these paid hero jobs entitled, he would probably need all the time on a parking meter that he could get.
Blonde... Blonde... searching the light crowd for her face between sips, he nervously fretted in his chair. Had she figured out where they first met yet? Chris thought that Wally West would have been a dead ringer, but apparently not. She was a great person, she had been the one who had agreed when he said something about why the Villains weren't going to be making much of a fuss the night previous. It had been a good theory, for sure.
Man, he wasn't sure to to expect the worst of today, or look forward to having fun... it was kind of unsettling.

"Chris will speak like this."
"Mia."

TAGS: Mia! Again!
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NOTES: Go to Ask, and type in "What's underneath Darkhawk's Mask?" The first answer is funny.

Table layout by BRY, 2012

[Mia "Speedy" Dearden]

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[style=padding: 5px; margin-top: -15px; border-top: 0px solid #4d4d4d]words: 0000 tagged: Chrisnotes: Sorry xD Expo was going slow so we started.

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table made by MADAME MARIANNA of CAUTION 2.0

[Chris "Darkhawk" Powell]

There she was. Chris watched Mia walk by the first time to get her coffee, smiled and waved at her, and as soon as she was inside bit his lip. No need to be nervous, he thought. It's not like she's a total stranger, right? That gave him a bit of comfort at least. If he had been bought by a villain, he wouldn't have known what to do. His day with a hero would have been more like, an hour fighting your hero of choice.
Soon enough she was back out, and he quickly dropped his feet off the table and stood awkwardly, as to walk around to the other side and pull out a chair. That was bound to be a disaster though, since it was the exact moment that he stood that he realized that he was just a bit stiff, and it would be hell on earth to walk. So he smoothed out his red dragon tee shirt and sat back down gracefully, half-gone frappe in right hand, and smiled at her again. 

"Alright so, I think I figured out where I know you from."
A (surprisingly) natural laugh bubbled up from the bottom of Chris's throat. So she was still trying to figure that out. She must be more of a blonde than she looked. It had only taken Chris all of a minute to figure out the question that she still only thought she knew. "And that would be?"

It felt pretty good to be hanging out with a fellow Titan. Whenever two from the team could be together, that was a rare time; and in just normal mode like this even rarer. 
Oh, he realized, this was the first time he hadn't seen her in the domino mask. She had seen him plenty of times without the armor, but he had never seen her as Mia and not Speedy. Well, he had, he never thought that those domino masks did much for your identity protection anyway, but that was a completely different matter. 
So she was breaking the code too. Well, they could both be defectors together. The lack of mouth as Darkhawk really irked him. Well he supposed that he really did have a mouth in that form, because he could audibly speak, but it was covered up... Or perhaps he didn't, it wa just a form of telepathy he used to make it sound like he was talking... But oh well. That was a subject for another time. Mouth or no mouth, the mask covered his face.
"I think Coffee tea and talking for a while to start the day off is great, Though I am sorry for being late."
"Oh, erm, it's fine. I'd rather have you be late than never show up." Chris rubbed the back of his head. Man, it would have sucked if she completely forgot! He'd have to hero the rest of the day or something to make this trip worthwhile. It probably wouldn't have been as rewarding, but it would have been a day. 
Wait, how could she forget, she also had a day to fulfill! Ah, the name of the individual that bought her slipped his mind, but... at least it wasn't that ninja guy. No one still knew who he was, though a few commented on how he seemed just a bit familiar, a natural around certain people...
"I'm content to just sit here for a while. So coffee, tea, and talk it is." His mind scrambling desperately for a conversation topic, he took another sip of the frappe. "So, what do you have in mind for today? Or is it a secret?" Chris finally managed to get out. It was a last resort topic, but oh well. Better something than nothing.

"Chris will speak like this."
"Mia."

TAGS: Mia! Again!
WORDS: 629
NOTES: The Shirt 
INSPIRATION: Miles Davis, Kind of Blue (the whole album)

Table layout by BRY, 2012

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[Mia "Speedy" Dearden]

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[style=padding: 5px; margin-top: -15px; border-top: 0px solid #4d4d4d]words: 0000 tagged: Chrisnotes: Sorry xD Expo was going slow so we started.

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table made by MADAME MARIANNA of CAUTION 2.0

[Chris "Darkhawk" Powell]

"Yup, it was the Titans meeting alright." Chris laughed a little. "I thought Wally would give you a pretty good memory jolt on that fact, like he did to me, but apparently not." Honestly, he had been trying really hard to remember where in the heck he had met Mia, too, and couldn't pull it out of his head until Wally had come blazing in, his usual speedster habits at full tilt.
She closed her eyes for a moment, probably imagining what plans she had for him today, and with a jolt Chris remembered the little gift he had stashed away for her. Reaching down beside him for his backpack— he has one, yes, has that been mentioned in the recent past?— he pulled out a bag of Hershey's Kisses, kept cool in the black depths of the bag by another, snack bag of ice cubes also there. He had thought it would be a nice gesture. In case she didn't like chocolate, he had a carton of strawberries too, and if that failed he could offer to go buy her something she would want. His mother and father had always impressed upon him that he should be a gentleman at all times, and if he was to meet with a woman, wether they were dating or friends or whatnot, that a small gift should be given, if possible to enjoy together. 
Anyway, ripping open the bag, Chris quickly set up a few in front of Mia, arranging them to look like a smiley face. He wasn't trying on purpose to be corky, but some would interpret this as being so. Putting the bag on the table, he took one himself, unwrapping it and popping it in his mouth.
She caught his gaze and kept it there for a couple seconds as he let the chocolate dissolve on his tongue. Her eyes were an interesting shade of blue, ones that seemed sad in a way yet filled one up with a happiness beyond compare. His were a bit darker than that, a sea blue; that non-pigment-coding gene he liked to say that got from his mother's side of the family, though that really wasn't true. His dad was just heterozygous, and his mom fully recessive. Still only one fourth of their kids were supposed to have blue eyes. However, Jon had also been born with blue.

"Ooh, I like the sound of cooking. But, everything else sounds fine too." As the last of the Kiss slid down the back of his throat, his stomach growled a bit. He had eaten before he had left the house that morning, but he figured he was going to put on some height soon because of his ravenous hunger. That, or it was something about Darkhawk that made him a black hole to food. 
"Yeah, I'd agree that it's alright with a stranger, but I'd pick a friend over that any day." Chris's smile overtook his face. He felt pretty flattered at that moment. Maybe it was Mia, or something else about the day, but already he was feeling like he could fly away. And no disguises between them. That was one of the most wonderful truths in the world at the moment. 
"Mia. It would be pretty awkward to get somewhere and, not knowing what else to do, call you Speedy. Chris's fine, in the way of my name."
Sticking another Kiss in his mouth, again he marvelled at the sweetness of the chocolate. Now that they were face to face, he was expecting the next few hours to be just as much so.

"Chris will speak like this."
"Mia."

TAGS: Mia! Again!
WORDS: 605
NOTES: The Shirt 
INSPIRATION: Miles Davis, Kind of Blue (the whole album)

Table layout by BRY, 2012

[Mia "Speedy" Dearden]

Mia smiled as he talked, she was lost in his pretty eyes." Nah. I am used to Wally zooming around so much that it doesn't jolt much in my brain. Though I feel bad for not rememebering where. You rememebered." she smiled happily before taking another sip of her drink happily. It was nice to spend time with Chris. Different as well, he was not Darkhawk and she was not Speedy right now she was Mia and he was Chris. Just two normal people for the day and at the moment. 

Mia smiled when she looked down and saw the candy kisses smile as she giggled and picked one up unwrapping it and tossing it in her mouth. It tasted amazing as it melted away on her tongue. " Aww thank you! I love chocolate. Your so sweet Chris."

She said softly as she smiled more before looking back up at him as she thought on how he could cook with her. That would be fun as well," How about we enjoy this for now then we can cook? Instead of the hotel Ollie got us a condo like thing. I am sure he's not there. We can go there and cook, and eat? Then hit some clubs? But not till later on. That would be more towards night right?" she was smiling. 

Mia was glad she bough Chris over the other hero's he was so sweet and kind. But he was also fun to talk to and hang out with. Though he was right it would of been alright for a day with a stranger, but it was funner to be around a friend then anything else. You actually know the friend at least and what they would do right? Well Mia smiled a bit more before bitting her lip on his last sentence  she then opened another chcoclate and put it in her mouth nodding in agreement to Chris. 

" Yes that would be awakard" she spoke softly before eating another chcolate as she smikred, Mia then picked one up as she unwrapped it and tried to toss it down Chris's shirt smiling trying to make him laugh. It would make her laugh if it would actually go down the man's shirt and he would have to fetch the choclate before it would melt on his clothes and skin.

If I clean my rocket
We'll go flying today

LAIKA OF GS!