Entry tags:

freya, kara zor-el

Who: Kara & Open
What: Schoolwork, coffee
When: Early evening, around 6pm
Where: Starbucks
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

After Christmas, Kara had enrolled in classes at Kansas State University, and then took up a part time job at a sporting goods store. Some of the way she got her hands on money wasn't totally legal, but there was some legitimate school loans that was allowing the Kryptonian to obtain a legal University Degree, and it gave her a chance to listen to human professors. Though with a lot of her classes, she spent a lot of time correcting professors in her head. They still had so much to learn, and she only knew so much. The true genius' of Krypton were long gone.

She'd gotten off work at about 4pm that Saturday, and then had taken her school work and gone to the nearest Starbucks, setting up camp with a coffee and muffin. Classes had just started, the work wasn't hard, but she still had to take a little time to get it done. Placing her laptop infront of her, and positioning herself to her hands were hidden, Kara glanced up to look at the coffee shop, before her fingers began to fly in an unnatural speed across the keyboard, typing up the answers to the questions infront of her.

Kara had no idea how classes were going to go, but at least it gave her something to do, a chance to get a real job. Barista and sports stores were not her future. Her major was Environmental Science, and from what she understood, there was big money to be found in that section in the right places of the world. With her previous life on Krypton, maybe she could actually bring something good to help with this world, and make a life for herself. Even if she eventually chose the superhero gig like her counterparts, there was no money in saving people.