Kara found herself walking through National City's park, waiting for her interview to start. As Supergirl she asked Batgirl if she was okay to do it, and it was surprisingly easy to get her to say yes. Maybe no one has really gotten an interview with her because they never really asked. She had thought when she got the answer almost right away. She had a pad of paper and a pen, ready to take notes when needed.
She tapped the pen against the spine of the notebook as she walked around in circles, glancing around her as she waited. Stephanie had stopped texting her since they both had work things to take care of, so she was her own entertainment for a while. She thought about just texting Stephanie, and it was hard to resist since they recently started dating. The fundraiser really helped get that going, and Kara couldn't be happier about it.
A quick ruffle of a nearby tree caught the reporter's attention. She slowly walked closer and was greeted with a smiled Batgirl, sitting in the tree with her back against the trunk. She had her hands behind her head, just relaxing in the tree. "You must be the reporter that wanted to interview me." She didn't move, just kept looking down at Kara from her branch.
"That is right. Do you always meet people in a tree?" The reporter asked, rather confused on why the vigilante was in the tree in the first place.
"Honestly, you are only the second person I've done this to." She moved so her feet her now dangling off the side, instead of kicked up. "Anyways, since we are here. Would you like to start the interview?"
With a quick nod, Kara opened her notebook, finding the questions she had prepared beforehand. "Well, first, I got to ask. Any way you would tell me who you really are?"
"Not a chance." The bat said as she jumped down, making it so she was at least looking at Kara eye to eye and not from up above. "I have people I need to keep safe in my personal life." You being one of them. She thought, watching was Kara seemed to be scanning her paper instead of the interviewee. "I hope you understand that."
More than you know. Kara thought as she gave a nod. "Of course. Can't blame me for trying at least." She smiled a little before getting to an actual question. "Why did you move here from Gotham City? National City isn't anything like Gotham in crime or anything like that."
"Gotham is getting a little better. Kind of. But, National City seemed like a fresh start. A place I'm not defined by the big scary Batman. And now I don't have like, five other people breathing down my neck if I don't do everything by their book. You know, instead of the police because they have always had problems with us, but that's a different can of worms."
Kara quickly scribbled down the information given to her, taking a moment to make sure she didn't miss anything before going to the next question. "There are people saying that you are not the real Batgirl and just someone dressing up as her. Anything you want to say to those people?"
"There are only so many crazy people in this world, not a lot of them would go around with a bat on their chest just to try and make a difference in this world. And yes, I am calling myself crazy, you have to be to do what I do, even if just a little." She brought her hand up and put a small amount of space in between her index finger and thumb to show how small she was talking.
There was a smile on Kara's face as she tried to keep from the soft laugh the threated to escape for a moment. She began rereading her next questions when she heard Batgirl mutter the word 'beautiful' as if it was to herself. She glanced up, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. That alone made the woman under the cowl begin to blush.
"Seems like an inner voice problem. I know someone with a problem like that too. Maybe it's a Gotham thing?" She was mostly joking, but the look she got from Batgirl looked almost familiar. Her eyes had become soft for a moment as a smile spread across her face. It took a second before the Dark Knight composed herself again, her eyes almost steeling again as if she was staring at an enemy, or someone she didn't want to know her secrets.
"I believe it's just a select few who really have that problem." She offered before moving back to the trunk of the tree, knowing that the more time she's as close to Kara as she was the harder it would be to keep her thoughts to herself. It was hard keeping this a secret from her now, but it was to keep her safe. "Are there any other questions you have for me?" She leaned her back against the tree, facing Kara once again. The reporter nodded and was about to ask another question when the sounds of a gun firing filled the air, causing both the girls to go silent once again. "You need to get out of here." Was all she heard before watching as the cape ran towards the sound.
She looked around before using her superspeed and getting to apartment, dropping off anything important before flying back out and meeting up with Batgirl, who had just managed to get to the alley she believed the sound had come from. She landed softly next to her but was told to be quiet before she could say anything. She glanced down and was greeted to the sight of two people pointing guns at each other. She hoped the gun shot they had heard was just a warning shot. Neither of the two seemed hurt, but that doesn't always mean much.
Batgirl took few seconds to check the situation before noticing the fire escape not far from them, getting an idea. She used her grappling hook and boosted herself up to the roof of the building, not wasting any time as she ran down a couple flights of the stairs. Supergirl watched her, being rather confused before she noticed the lines she dropped near the peoples' feet. It took only a second for something to wrap around their ankles and to be pulled up into the air, both of them yelling at the sudden feel of no longer being on the ground. One dropped the gun that was in their hand, but the other one seemed to have some kind of iron grip on the gun they had, keeping it the whole time.
Once they were about eye level to Batgirl, she offered them a smile. "What seems to be the problem here?" She asked, almost teasing the two. They both stared at her, almost in terror. They were silent, making her think that she was finally getting fear in the small criminals. "Aww, but you two seemed like you really wanted to get this fight over with and I'm here to help. All you have to do is talk to me." She grabbed her bo-staff and extended it, lightly moving the two farther away from each other, just in case they tried to attack each other again. Well, that and maybe mess with them a little.
Supergirl stayed back, letting her have her fun. She watched in case something happened, like one of them started falling or something that Batgirl couldn't exactly stop. One of the people began talking fast, taking all of the attention from the other. They began spilling everything since they were the most terrified, most likely because of the height than anything else and they just wanted to get down. She decided she'd let Batgirl finish what was going on by herself, figuring if she headed home that maybe she could possibly talk Stephanie into still coming over for the night.
The sound of a gun firing quickly caught her attention as she turned back around. The other person that was staying silent had pointed the gun they managed to keep a hold of at Batgirl and managed to hit her arm since she noticed at the last second. In a flash of red and blue, Supergirl was over to them, crushing the gun in her hand before another bullet was able to leave. She looked over her shoulder and watched as blood spilled between the gloved fingers that held the wound. Her jaw was clenched tightly as she tried to keep from screaming in pain. She looked at Supergirl, taking a moment before saying anything. "Do you mind taking care of these two idiots?"
"Of course not, but do you want me to take you to the hospital on the way?" She offered, clearly worried about the hole that was just put in the vigilante's arm. It was quickly met with a shake of her head before she let go of her arm and grabbed something from one of the many pouches on her belt. She wrapped it above the wound and quickly tightened it, making a makeshift tourniquet to at least slow the bleeding.
"I will take care of this myself. Just get those two out of here and to the police." She used her uninjured arm to use her grappling hook and left Supergirl with the two, still hanging upside down by their feet.
