“What’s wrong with a cape?” Allana repeated incredulously, eyes narrowing as she stared at Clark, clearly wondering if he was joking. The man she had pinned to the wall with the Force gurgled out a strangled protest as she became distracted trying to think of which answer to give first. “Oh hold on,” she grumbled at him as she eased her hold a bit then turned back… just in time to see the second man lunge at her. For a moment she was disoriented, the split of her concentration between holding the first attacker and dodging a second attack slowing her down so that she barely avoided his swing. She thought about using her lightsaber but she didn’t actually want to hurt someone who hadn’t hurt anyone else yet. Though, she mused as she reached out with the Force and sent him flying into the wall to join his friend, not for lack of mediocre attempts. Maybe the Code would cut me some slack.
Once the two men were pinned to the wall, their fingers (the only parts of themselves they could currently move) twitching furiously, Allana turned back to Clark. “Okay, I mean, I get it. Moms do weird things. But, like, my mom made this soup the other day that I am pretty sure actually ate a pot. I love my mom but I did not eat it because I kind of want to live, which she is fine with because she also wants me to live. So it’s kind of the same thing here because it is impractical, you have to admit. Like,” she turned back towards the muggers, “you two, isn’t that big dangly bit of fabric hanging off his back the first thing you would grab in a fight?” She eased her hold on them a little in unison with the question so that they could answer.
“Put me down you fucking insane bi—“ the man’s jaw clicked shut again forcefully and Allana rolled her eyes at him. She turned back to Clark, about to ask what they should do with the muggers, when an idea suddenly occurred to her. “Oh, wait, did your mother give you this costume on April first? Because my friend told me that nothing you do on that is intended to be taken seriously. Which is a really weird sort of custom so I could see how you could get confused, you know, forget what day it was or something,” she suggested helpfully.