OOM: Rock, Paper, Scissors: healing and all that...

[withamagicword]

Billy leads Steph into the Rock with an almost bouncy step, grinning as they arrive in the outer area. He pulls her in for a long hot kiss, then he steps back and whispers.

"Shazam."

And the lightning strikes and he is Captain Marvel again.

"Welcome back, Steph."

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[alwaysroomforhope]

She grins, keeping one hand in his and looking around. She has only good memories of this place. Even the night visit - it all ended well.

She looks up at him, and smiles. "Thanks - for letting me come."

[withamagicword]

"You are always welcome here, Stephanie... you know that. I love you."

he hesitates not at all before kissing her, even in this body, because he still thinks as Billy, even when he is like this.

"What would you like to do first?"

he grabs her hand and leads her from the arrival chamber.

[alwaysroomforhope]

He still is Billy, to her.

Robin and Steph are different people, but she wouldn't have any trouble kissing Billy as either. So the thought that there'd be anything odd about kissing Captain Marvel - although once it would've completely flattened her - now it's not even a second thought.

It was the Captain she kissed first, here. Back then. It seems like forever ago.

"Mm. Something relaxing. It's been ... a pretty rotten weekend, really." She follows, glad of the warmth and strength of his hand.

[withamagicword]

He nods, and holds on tight with that hand. He leads her through the halls and down a few corridors and then into a large room... a room with a lot of steam. A LOT of steam. Coming from those hot springs in the floor.

He grins.

"Welcome to the steam room. Nice hot water, gently stone floors, and music."

At his words, soft musci comes up in the backgrouind and he smiles.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Can you even have gentle stone?" she asks quizzically, and grins. "This looks perfect."

A pause.

"What's the etiquette here? I don't think I've ever been to a sauna or a steam room or anything before."

[withamagicword]

"Etiquette? Steph? There are only two of us here... there is no etiquette."

And he doffs his shirt, pretty much just like that.

[alwaysroomforhope]

She smiles at him, and follows suit. "And we just lie in the steam for a while? It does sound relaxing."

[withamagicword]

"Well, lie in the steam, make out in the steam, you know, lots of things can be dine in steam and nice hot water..."

He grins as he divests hmself of the rest of his clothes and moves to the first pool, slipping in.

"MMn... this one is milder than some, a good way to start."

He glances at her and grins, taking her in.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Oh, okay, naked time! Not that Steph's going to object. She peels off her pants and underwear and follows him in, carefully not blushing.

"Mmmm. This is nice." A shift, so she can lean against his side and press her lips to his chin quickly. "Thanks."

[withamagicword]

He grins at her and takes her in his arms, holding on and relaxing.

"I wanted to relax with you and this is very cool... and, I had meatnt o show it to you last time."

He might be bluishing slightly. There hasnt been much naked time with him as the Captain body and he is slighty nervous about it. Being suddenly that much larger than Stsph and yet close to her and... he stops thinking snd juts kisses her softly.

[alwaysroomforhope]

She sighs, and relaxes against him, letting the heat and water work on the tension in her muscles. There's plenty of that, after the weekend she's had. But this is helping. Whatever form he's in, he's still Billy, and she can relax into the water completely knowing he's there to hold her if she slips.

"You okay?" Her eyes are shut, but she has to ask. Just in case.

[withamagicword]

He smiles and just holds her and a part of him relaxes.

"Yeah. I am. I really am. When you are around, I feel better. Lighter. And it feels good to hold you and just... be. You know?"

He smiles and presses a kiss on her head and just lets the water and heat wash into him.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"I know." She sighs, head rolling to one side. She can hear his heart, feel it beating there just beneath her cheek. It's strangely comforting.

"...Angela got kidnapped."

She's not going to cry. She's not going to cry. She's ... going to cry.

[withamagicword]

he blinks, then his arms tighten around her.

It could have been Stephanie, runs through his mind, and he feels guiulty for feelign relief it wasnt. He holds her tight.

"I am sorry. When? What happened?"



(ooc: and oy, now Zuko and Billy are talking...)

[alwaysroomforhope]

"They don't even know." She sniffles. "I just - I went to ask her grandpa if he'd seen her, and he said - two days ago, and nobody knows how or what... I should've been looking after her."

In Gotham, kids who get kidnapped usually get sent back in pieces, even if the ransom's paid. No sense leaving any clues as to their identity - and dead girls tell no tales.

"I didn't even know until now."

[withamagicword]

He holds her close, thinking.

"Holy Moley... I'm sorry, Stephanie. I knew you two were close. I am sure they will figure out what is happening."

It sounds lame to him too.

"It'll be okay... somehow."

[alwaysroomforhope]

She sniffs, and nods. Definitely not believing him there. It's -

She's almost said goodbye to Angie in her head already. Not quite, because Steph never stops hoping, but - all her experience says it's going to be futile.

She just ... breathes. Slowly. Concentrating on each one.

"I was supposed to watch out for her," she whispers.

[withamagicword]

He blinks and raises an eyebrow.

"You were?"

His arms tighten around her, holding her close.

"How so?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

"I was teaching her self-defence. She wasn't - I was supposed to help her - and this happens." Another sniffle. "I can't believe it."

[withamagicword]

He hugs her and pats her shoulder, rubbing gently. he searches for anything to say and knows nothing will truly help.

"It wasnt your fault... you cant be there all the time, you know that. You're a hero, not God, and heck, even the Gods can die. None of us are perfect, Steph."

He hugs her close and kisses her hair and her forehead and her eyelids.

"Somehow, she will get home. All; we can do is hope and try to believe, and hang on, for her."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"I know," Steph whispers, hopelessly. "I just... feel like I should've saved her."

[withamagicword]

He hugs her and sighs.

"Sometimes you cant save them all. All you can do its try and hope she will be back and keep your heart alive..."

And he kisses her softly.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"I still should have, though."

She leans into his kiss, bracing herself with one foot on the side of the pool and kissing him almost hungrily.

Distraction Tactic #1: Get naked and snog.

Strangely, there's never been a need to develop a Distraction Tactic #2.

[withamagicword]

He keeps up the kissing and holds her close, his hands slipping under her bottom to lift her for easier kissage.

"::Love you::

[alwaysroomforhope]

She shifts, wet skin against wet skin, and presses herself close.

::Distract me?::

When she's with him, she can forget about the world outside, and he's the only thing that matters.

She just wishes it could stay that way.