Luke's, Thursday

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Sheba had a ten page paper due in one class (on taxes, of all things) and group projects in two others.

Why on earth her classes couldn't just involve making lots of dioramas like they did on that one tv show, she didn't know. Did the teachers really expect her to retain anything she learned while mainlining coffee just to get through the day?

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I don't know a burger or something

Luke's was open. You know, sort of.

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How could anyone write more than, like, two pages on taxes before it just turns into a rant?

OOC

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I am working so much this week that even if I just don't show up tomorrow at all, I'll still have, like, six hours of overtime.

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Dinah wandered in after work, looking thinky. "Hey, Sheba." She flopped down at the counter and said, "Super chocolate shake. I need the sugar."

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"Tough day?" Sheba asked. "Or week, I guess, with you escaping back here so soon. Or did you just never make it back to New Gotham?"

She was banking on Dinah having a fairly major case of senioritis. Not that she could blame her.

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Head-counter. "Damnit," Dinah said, voice muffled. Then she straightened and held out her hand. "Hi. Dinah Redmond, from Opal, Missouri. Intern at Baltimore Department of Social Services."

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Yeah, Sheba was just going to have to stare at you for a bit there, Dinah.

Sorry about that.

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"Milkshake?" Dinah said as pathetically as possible, letting her hand drop. "They had me running around and delivering reports, and then shadowing a social worker at 21 and Out all day. And now my bff is staring at me like I probably stared at her last week."

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Sheba nodded slowly.

"Question," she said. "Am I male or female in your world? And am I dating a porn star?"

She liked to cut straight to the important details.

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"You're a guy. And ... not as far as I know?" Dinah gave her a perplexed look. "Tish isn't a porn star, right?"

She was definitely pretty enough, but....

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"Wouldn't put it past her, but not as far as I know." Sheba shrugged. "Redmond, huh? From Missouri." Those words and 'Dinah' just did not fit together properly in her brain.

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"Jack filled me in on the other me. We figure I got adopted by different people than she did."

Or rather, the foster parents who hadn't wanted a kid with powers did okay when they had one that didn't. Not that she knew that.

"Soooo. I still came to Fandom five years ago. But I stayed, because Opal is tiny and doesn't have a college worth talking about."

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"So you never went to New Gotham?"

This Dinah didn't even have an Alfred. How was that possible?!

"And you're going into social work."

That bit, Sheba could totally buy.

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"Nope. I've always wanted to? Even with the reputation it has. It's amazing." And maybe a little, tiny bit, because of it? "But there hasn't been time, or money, yet. And yeah! I mean. I lucked out with my foster parents-- at least Aunt Pam." Ted, well. Could be problematic. And a jerk. "And there's so much more to the system than I expected. Baltimore really needs more people willing to help out, too, so. I'm having a blast."

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"Aww," Sheba said, smiling. "I always knew you didn't need a city full of weirdo villains to be a superhero."

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Dinah turned pinker, and spun on the stool and then said, "Milkshake. And! Did I have superpowers?" She looked really wistful. "'Cause. I don't."

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That got another stare.

"You're not a meta?"

That just -- Dinah wasn't even remotely defined by her powers or anything, she hardly ever used them, from what Sheba could tell, just to subtly nudge things here and there, but still. Dinah without TK or touch-telepathy? Without the whole screaming thing?

". . . Not even a little?"

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Dinah squirmed. "No?" she offered. "They're not really all that common, no matter what you've heard about Gotham. Jack didn't tell me much, but-- can I fly? Because that would be so cool."

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"Not in my universe," Sheba said. "You've got this wicked crazy scream thing, though. You can, like, knock down walls with it. Only ever saw you use it a couple of times, though. You preferred sticking with your non-meta skills, for the most part."

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"Wow. That's... wow." Dinah was boggling a bit here, trying to imagine that. "Did I fall into a vat of radioactive goop or something? I heard Poison Ivy turned herself green with plant toxins."

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"Not that I know of?" Sheba said. "I think you were just born with it. The scream, some telekinesis, and a touch of telepathy."

Touch. Get it?

Well, no, she wouldn't, would she?

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"And I just wasn't." Dinah was shaking her head, kind of stunned, trying to imagine that. "Telekinesis? Aww, that would be fun. I could do *so much* with that." And now her being a detective and all made much more sense.

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"Do you still like to jump off buildings?" Sheba asked. If this Dinah wasn't also an adrenaline junkie, she really wouldn't know what to think.

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Dinah turned red and laughed. "Yes? I don't think anyone but you and Momoko know that, though. I spend so much time trying to get people to take me seriously, I figure they don't need to know about my reckless hobbies." It was kind of a relief that Sheba knew that about her, no matter how many different Dinahs were crossing the streams here.

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Sheba grinned and went to grab Dinah's milkshake. "If that's still true, and we're still best friends, than I figure we're probably okay."