InsaneJournal

Who: Kyle Rayner and Solvei Samuels
What: Hanging Out/Checking On Her
Where: Her Loft/Bakery
Warnings: Nah, Probably Not



Despite the change in realities, which oddly enough wasn't that strange of an occurrence, the skies of New York had remained as he remembered. The layout to the city was etched in his mind, patrolling the air had become second nature to Kyle, after all, it had served as much of a home to him as anywhere else ever had. Still, there was that lingering feeling of it all being a dream, that none of this could be real. Even as he soared over the homes of hundreds, he couldn't shake it, and had to settle with doing his best to push it towards the back of his mind.

It wasn't as if his life had ever lacked a purpose, not since that fateful night that he had been entrusted with a ring, but he had a specific task at the moment. One that didn't require the presence of a Green Lantern, or the powers of Ion. No, all that was needed was Kyle Rayner, and as selfish as that might sound, it was something he needed. Everything lately had been one giant blur, to put it mildly, ever since the battle with Nero had gone down. It was a puzzle, he knew something big was happening around him, but he wasn't able to see all the pieces just yet.

Maybe that was why he was so concerned with a woman that he barely knew. It made everything else disappear, at least for a little while, but that wasn't the reason. Something about her, some nameless quality, it kinda drew you in. Made you want to care, even when you'd barely spoken, and he hadn't tried to fight it. Her problems had been vaguely described to him, and though Solvei may not know it, he understood her better than most people would. All the women in his life, they met the same fate, cursed by whatever power had been granted to him. Taken away without a reason. He tried to keep his chin up, but he'd been questioning things lately, just like he knew she was right now.

The bakery hadn't been hard to find, he was familiar with that part of town, so getting to the address was a breeze. Kyle landed on the ground a flew blocks from his destination, the increasingly familiar costume of Ion disappearing from his body. He coulda just flown to the balcony, but he didn't want his other persona making an appearance tonight, it wasn't what she needed. The rest of the trip was taken at a jog, until he found himself coming up on the bakery, and immediately went around back. She'd said that she would be at the balcony, so he planned on meeting her there.

Once he was to the back of the building, he looked up towards the balcony, smiling a little. That was his plan. To try and get her to smile. "Kinda feel like I should quote some Shakespeare from down here." He was, of course, referencing Romeo and Juliet, but that'd have to do for now.