Old Friends are the Best Friends

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RP with butimwondergirl

Cissie knew something was up with Cassie. Even if it had been a while since they had really spent time together, she thought she still knew her friend well enough to tell. She had told Cassie she'd missed her, and she meant that; despite the time that had passed and everything that had happened since their Young Justice days--and even since Kon's death--she still considered Cassie her best friend.

In any case, they were long overdue for some Girl Talk and catching up, and an afternoon of cookies and tennis didn't sound like a bad idea.

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[butimwondergirl.livejournal.com]

Cassie would say she was having a DAY except the truth of it was it felt like every day was a DAY lately. And lately was the last two years or so. In other words she was probably over-reacting. This was just her life.

And if that were the case, seeing Cissie was exactly what she needed. Someone who would remind her of who she was before the DAYs started piling up. And she'd missed Cissie, too, and knew, maybe better than anyone, how important it was to keep up with the people she loved. You never knew what might happen tomorrow.

She had all this in mind as she arrived at Cissie's and knocked on the door.

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

Cissie wasn't exactly sure when the prospect of an afternoon of fun and talking with her best friend started making her simultaneously excited and anxious, but she didn't want to spend too much time thinking about it. If she did, then some of her own unresolved issues from the past might start popping up and she didn't want that at all. She didn't want awkward and weird, she wanted comfortable and familiar. Cissie knew far too well that you couldn't relive the past, but that didn't mean things couldn't be good now.

Hearing the knock on the door, Cissie took a deep breath and went to open the door. The minute she saw Cassie, though, the anxiety she'd been feeling was replaced with just being happy to see her friend. She grinned and pulled Cassie in for a hug. "Hi!"

[butimwondergirl.livejournal.com]

Cassie returned the hug with her own mix of joy and anxiety. Anxiety that she wasn't the person Cissie expected her to be anymore and joy that Cissie might have any expectation at all. No, it didn't make sense. But what ever did?

"Hi yourself." She grinned. "Omigosh, Cissie. It feels like it's been forever."

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

Cissie knows that Cassie isn't the same person she used to be--she's not the person she was once, either, but she has hope that the people they are now are not so different that their friendship is irreparable.

She hugs Cassie back and pulls her into the apartment. "I know, it does. Do you want cookies and talking before or after tennis?"

[butimwondergirl.livejournal.com]

This is an easy question to answer. "Before." That way she can get out any accumulated angst on the court. Exercise is Cassie's favorite way to deal with drama. She can shut off her mind and let her body take over.

She follows Cissie into the apartment. "This is cute. I'm moving just now. Getting an apartment with Kara. At least that's the plan."

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

"Awesome," Cissie says, smiling. She leads Cassie into the living room, where she has a cookie tin on the coffee table and a couch piled high with pillows. She plops onto the couch, pulling a pillow into her lap and squashing the irrational knee-jerk jealousy that begins to rise when Cassie mentions Kara. It's been a long time since she's felt that way, and she thought she was over it. Apparently not entirely.

"Thanks. And that sounds like a good plan," she says, smiling. Score a point for maturity! "Have you found a place yet?"


[ooc: ...I have NO IDEA why or how I switched tenses back there! ACK, sorry! I never do that! >_<]

[butimwondergirl.livejournal.com]

"We just started looking but we have a few possibilities." Cassie sits beside Cissie with a little more poise and precision. "I'd like it best if we were close to Bart and Tabby. But I'm also not super picky." Cassie can get around pretty quickly and to put things ins perspective, Kon is talking about moving back to Hawaii. A few blocks here and there aren't going to be a huge deal.

"So tell me. What are you up to these days?"


[ooc: Haha, it happens. It works ;)]

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

Cissie nods as she listens, then reaches over to grab the cookie tin. Prying the lid open, she shrugs and offers Cassie the cookies. "Oh, you know. I've been competing, and doing some coaching, actually. It's kind of fun--the kids are really cute. What about you?"

[butimwondergirl.livejournal.com]

"That sounds awesome." Cassie can easily imagine her friend surrounded by future archers. She takes a cookie. "I'm taking a couple classes. And we're getting the team back together." She takes a bite and grins. "If you bring the cookies, you're totally in," she says, teasingly.

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

Cissie smiles--she really does like her job and working with kids; it's not something she expected, but sometimes the kids remind her of Bart and Kon (and wouldn't they love to hear that?) and she loves seeing how excited they get. "It's fun. I like it."

She takes a cookie of her own. "Which team?" she asks--there was more than one, after all, a fact she used to be all too aware of. Laughing a little, she smiles playfully. "You mean you want me to be Den Mother and keep Bart and Kon fed? That would be a full time job."

[butimwondergirl.livejournal.com]

Cassie giggles. She feels lighter somehow, just sitting here and chatting about Bart's and Kon's insurmountable appetites. "Too true. And while the cookies are excellent, also a waste of your potential."

Still smiling widely, she leans back into the couch and looks up at the ceiling in thought. "Young Justice. The Titans..." She turns slightly away to hide the somewhat haunted expression she knows is crossing over her face. "That wasn't us." At least it wasn't who she wanted them to be now. She looks back, trying to banish the feeling. "Me, Tim, Kon, Steph...we're talking to a couple others and your name did come up if you're interested."

[cisskabob.livejournal.com]

Cissie's grateful for the pillow in her lap, so she can look down and focus her attention on the fabric. She's... not at all sure what to say. She has her own set of entirely irrational and silly hang-ups about the Titans (and she knows she doesn't have a right to them, because she was never a Titan--but possibly that's the root of the problem). She's torn. She's pleased that it's Young Justice they want to reform, and that they thought of her. There have been times, since they joined the Titans, that she's felt forgotten and left out, even though she knows it's her own doing. She made the choice to quit and she hasn't regretted it. Except for how it sometimes feels like that has cost her her family (because Young Justice was so much more her family than her mother managed to be).

The other part of her is wishing she could be the Den Mother. She quit. She hasn't looked back, or thought about putting on a mask again in ages, and she's not sure she can do it. She's still not sure she trusts herself, because when she remembers what she did, she feels cold and sick and panicked. And the idea of picking up a bow like that again is... not at all appealing.

But she wants to be part of a team again. A family. Their family. She doesn't want to be a hero, but she doesn't want to be a civilian either. You can't have it both ways, Cissie.

She finally looks back at Cassie with a strained smile. "I don't know," she answers honestly.