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[mid_nite_green]

There's a old joke the girls in upper level chemistry at Star U used to live by: If you can bake a cake, you can make a bomb! It was normally accompanied by a picture out of some '50's magazine of a woman looking ungodly chipper. Today the opposite was true and needed. Tara's facination with science started at 4 years old when she watched Antenata Rosa, her mother's mom, make bread. The yeast just grew and grew...After that was crystal growing with the blueing agent and a host of other silly childhood wonders. But nothing beat cooking.

She was told the Lanterns were coming. She secretly saved the largest steak in the bunch for Travis.

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[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Travis shows up alright, but he looks really worn down. Its been a lot of running around, a lot of things to fix. And little rest. But he wouldn't miss this for the world. He phases in through the wall, settling in next to Tara. "Hey honey, I'm home."

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

She plays along - happily. Good homemakr at the stove...yeah...not a bad game. "Bad day at the office, dear? I hope a nice, fat steak will make it better."

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

"Oooohhh." she seems to have hit the target dead on. Street kids don't get much steak, let alone someone else doing the cooking. His expression is nigh unto one of worship. "Only if it comes with a kiss from the chef?"

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

"One sec..." She turns some eggs and then turns around straight into his arms. God, she's happy to see him again. Her dread was that he was somehow going to catch his death down there. The kiss could be considered an experiment in nuclear fusion, much less where her hands are thinking of going. She has to remember she's cooking and this is a public area in the middle of a heck of a lot of people...

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Its in public, and she asked for some time, so he's polite about it, keeping his hands on her lower back. But the kiss itself... yeah.

He's still catching his breath a few seconds after it ends. "Wow, ok then. Definitely makes my day a lot better. Makes my whole week. Seems like you've been plenty hard at work here yourself. Steak... eggs... I'm impressed."

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

"No problem. Just...happy to be alive this month."

Post-Games and post plaugue? No shit.

"Cooking," she says playfully feeding him a piece of bacon. "I'll have you know is one of the many talents advanced organic chemistry can teach you." She's giggling. She never giggles.

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Being this close to him, its not hard to tell that Travis' muscles are like iron. He's been stressed, exhausted, and using the ring as a poor substitute for a lot of things. Its kept him going, but barely at times. And yet, he can't remember a moment of his life he's been happier than right now.
"Mmmm, many talents huh? What other talents do you have that I'm missing out on, cause damn, this is about the best thing I've ever tasted... second to that kiss anyhow. And I can only imagine the steak."

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

"The biggest piece of which I saved from an army of hungry superheroes."

She feels those muscles...combined with the general euphoria of being alive...Wow...that was a temperature shift Houston. Shoving images out of brian now. Damn her photographic memory anyway, she could shove but knew they'd be back like Governor Arnold...

Reality sinks in - finally. He's exhausted. Quietly, "Eat, then go find a place to crash." A hint of humor. "Don't make me carry you out of here in front of our new friends."

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

He smiles and shakes his head in amazement. "You're incredible. You didn't need to do that you know. I'm just a trainee, just kind of... well... doing what had to be done. But... yeah... sleep is next. I almost have a place done at Warriors, will be good to see that room again. Right now though, I'm more glad to see you... and to see this place... recovering. I've been... really worried about you, Tara."

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

Worried is as close to scared as Travis is capable of. She puts down everything. She tries to say what's on her mind, but her mind is...annoyingly blank again. Finally...

"You haven't left my thoughts Travis. Not once. I'm sticking around. I asked Dr. Cross, Mid-Night, if he takes students." A pause. She's pretty sure she know what she wants to say. It's been a long few weeks and she's scaring herself as is. She settles on. "I'm staying in the life and I'm staying with you. What's a little death when you stared it down 4 times in so few weeks?"

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

"Death is something we work to prevent what we can of it. But you know, I'd rather be on this side of the equation than part of the unwashed masses waiting to see what's going to happen. And Dr. Cross would make a great teacher for you. This mean you're going to join the JSA? Huh, that'd be something. Being able to say my girlfriend is in the JS freakin' A."

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

She's a little self conscious. "JSA? I guess that would be about right, huh? Hadn't thought of that." She smiles. "You have no idea how good it is to see you." She dishes up some eggs. "Then again, maybe you do."

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Travis smiles, settling back and waiting for his steak and eggs. Damn that smells good. "Yeah, I think you'd do great in the JSA. We'd need to get you a costume though. As for the rest of that... yeah, yeah I do. Heck, I'd invite you back to my place, but you seem like you have work to do here, and the second I get near my bed, I'm going to be out. What're you up to tomorrow night?"

[green-shield.livejournal.com]

Mind goes blank again. She sort of likes that mental interrupt effect he has...up until part of her mind starts wonder how much of an invite that is. She's not sure she's ready. What she does know and trust is that Travis won't push the issue.

"I'd love to. Also, I want to see how Guy evolved." she hands him two plates. One to each hand to keep them off each other at the moment. Good plan...

"Get these. Get some sleep. Recharge however you have to. I'll be here, waiting for the call." She kisses him lightly before he goes. Visions of tickle attacks and lab tables dancing in her head.

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

He said he'd give her time. And so he will, much as he wants to jump on that hesitation and invite her back, even if it'd just be falling asleep the second he got there. "Just don't work too hard, huh? You've got a big date tomorrow." he adds with a smile, before digging into the best meal he's ever had.