Re: [eddie/steph/cat steal a heart]
Stephanie's cheeks reddened at Cat's insinuation, but she didn't argue. Yeah, she did want a few moments alone with Eddie. She smiled as he smiled, and she clearly basked in his attention. No one made her feel the way Eddie did -- loved, appreciated, like she was the center of his universe as he was hers. She giggled as he pulled her in and didn't hesitate to return the kiss with unabashed eagerness. A deep inhale and a press of her body right up to his. Fingers digging into his back and heart thumping hard in her throat.
Cat appeared (or rather, announced herself), and Steph planted one last, quick kiss before she stepped back, lips kiss swollen and cheeks still beet red. She smiled at the other, younger woman and nodded. "I'm always ready for trouble, baby." And that was true now more than ever. She craved getting her hands dirty and doing something out of the ordinary. This? Definitely constituted as doing something out of the ordinary.
One moment their phones were out, that strange app dominating their screens, and the next, she found herself lurched and stumbling into the familiar place with that familiar disheveled White House looming in the distance. Eyes squeezed shut, she swallowed down some nausea and took a deep long breath before opening her eyes. Eddie's outfit earned an appreciative eye, almost hungry in the way she took him in before she glanced down at herself.
Again, Steph was almost in head to toe black. It looked more akin to the Shadow than Spoiler, but she didn't seem to mind. Purple was still there, of course, adorning her chest with the family symbol and hugging the armor around her waist. But the kevlar and the boots and the cowl were all black as night. Her blonde hair, suddenly spilling out in a mess of her mane of curls, stood stark against the muted color. Utility belts were situated around her waist and thigh.
"Am I going to be able to will other things into existence?" she asked as she stared at her feet, boot twisting to and fro as she appreciated it. "Like a big waffle a la mode after all this? With sprinkles and chocolate syrup? And cupcake vodka?" Because Steph already knew? They might need some comfort after this night.