WHO: Kara Zor-El WHAT: Arrival WHEN: Late night WHERE: Outside on the street, then above it RATING: PG STATUS: Complete
When she said she was off to find a city that might have survived, it had been from her planet, and this was not what she had in mind. It wasn't Kara who belonged on Earth, it was Clark. Now suddenly she was stuck here? Well, no. She was fairly sure she wasn't. She could easily break the dome, and fly free. Escape into space and find somewhere else, but then all the people who were stuck in the dome would be in trouble.
Kara had barley glanced at the screen that was telling the information, finding herself extremely annoyed. Scowling at the monitor, the teenage power house stormed out of the building, looking up and down the streets. It wasn't much of a city. But then again, not many places on Earth really impressed her. They all looked like they needed to catch up with the times. She compared everything to Krypton. Nothing really stood a chance.
The scowl on her face grew when she looked up, eyes focusing in on the barrier that kept her in, and whatever was on the outside, out. If only this city didn't need it. Hands on her hips, she turned to look up at the building she had just come out of. Glaring, she mumbled something under her breath in Kryptonian, that sounded like an insult to the scientists who caused this mess. Some scientists they were.
Turning, Kara launched herself into the ai, one hand on her hip, the other above her head, fists out. This wasn't where she was wanted to be, but she might as well get to know the area she was stuck in. A quick survey of the grounds, and she would find the so called living are. Maybe others would be there.