Seattle, the invitation for Dinah

[basic_powers]

He is a man of his word, and one more than capable of figuring out how to get people in and out of his world with little issue. That's why he and Dinah emerge from the third stall of the Unisex bathroom of the Seattle Public Library. It's clean, quiet, and most importantly of all, devoid of security cameras.

"Be this portal ever so humble."

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[raptorcanaria]

...Christ

Dinah winces, strongly and visibly. "That must have required some medical work. Crap. Did you ever find out who it was?"

Because that's what she focuses on; the blame and responsibility of the situation.

[basic_powers]

"Yeh, when he rolled me over I must have passed out, but ended up coming to in the Ambulance, with a paramedic telling me I'm going to be just fine." There's another wince. "I found out the guy who'd been throwing the rebar was a second-string villan, Trummerhand. He'd been trying to do something to the building under construction when he just snapped. Found out the speedster who saved me was part of the local hero team, went by the name Lightfoot."

"Never got to thank him for saving my hide."

[raptorcanaria]

"Don't think that's altogether necessary," Dinah remarks. "Not even speedsters can stop for thanks."

[basic_powers]

"Well. Then I'll just have to keep saying 'thank you for saving my life', by finding ways to help the metahuman community as a whole." Beauford smiles, raising the creamy yellow martini glass. "I might not have superpowers, but I can certainly lend my head and hands to a good cause."

[raptorcanaria]

"See, that's what I don't get," Dinah says, and lowers her voice a little. "The idea that you have to have superpowers to help people."

It never stopped her Mom, or Uncle Ted, or Bruce or...

[basic_powers]

"Your average joe tends to run into a few issues with that, rescources, expertise and local to my world some sort of unwritten rule by the government establishment run my metahumans." Beauford replies back his voice an equally low tone. "There's a handful of superheroes that I know of in my world that don't use superpowers to help people."

"The Revenant being the most prominent, followed only by someone called Moon Shadow. They're somewhat analogous to your world's Batman I think, except they're never based solely out of one town."

[raptorcanaria]

"Wild cat wasn't based out of one town, either," Dinah remarks, relying on the loudness of the club to mask her words.

"It's hard, though, to be decently mobile if you're relying on technological transport. That's why non-flyers hover around cities."

[basic_powers]

"Harder still to keep up and fight in colossal battles with giant aliens, the monster that ate Old Vegas or any other threats of those scales without a small personal army." Or superpowers. "Most non-powered heroes are rare these days, or don't even make the news and just stay within their city."

"However....that being said, fighting crime is not the only way I can think of thanking the superhero community as a whole."

[raptorcanaria]

"No," Dinah says quickly. "there are lots of ways that most people don't even think of until they need it."

Snapper Carr, for instance, is indispensible.

[basic_powers]

"Cooking, cleaning, lawyer assistance, or even handling things like auto repair..." Beauford smiles. "Or right now, by making sure one of them at least has a relaxing evening."

[raptorcanaria]

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," Dinah says idly, grinning into her drink.

They've made good progress on both of them.

"You forgot medical assistance."

[basic_powers]

"Ah, there's that one. Now..I don't have much training in law or medicine, but I'm decent with vehicles and electric engineering, and a dab hand at cooking."

[raptorcanaria]

"Which is one of the best things you can do," Dinah says. "My Mom and I have pretty much lived on Take-out since I was fifteen. It's not good for a body."

[basic_powers]

"...tell me something, Dinah." Beauford leans across, an odd sort of gleam in his eye. "You guys keep a freezer in your headquarters?"

[raptorcanaria]

Dinah looks up at him. Confused about where he's going with this, she frowns.

"I don't think so. But I bet we could get one. Why?"

[basic_powers]

"Well, you know that idea I had for Lucas? Making him a month's worth of meals in advance?"

[raptorcanaria]

"Which I still owe you big time for," Dinah says, smiling out of how fond she is of that kid. "That was aweso..."

Now she gets it.

"...ooooh."

[basic_powers]

Beauford just grins wide, savoring the moment when the idea dawns over Dinah.

"Now, I'm not sure if you guys have a budget for food or not..."

[raptorcanaria]

"We a budget," Dinah says. "It's got to be better than pizza picked up by Snapper and J'Onn's unlimited cookies!"

She grins and throws her arms around him. "Thanks!"

[basic_powers]

"Hey, like I said, I'm glad to help!" Beauford grins, just getting his root beer drink out of the way in time. "You're probably going to end up having to taste test a few to see if they'd be good for the team. I'm thinking a lot of high carb protein foods, since you've got a speedster on your team."

"And he probably has a metabolism of a hummingbird."

[raptorcanaria]

"I'm sure I can manage the burden of taste testing," Dinah says gravely. "It sounds important.

"Nothing fish-based though. At all."

She doesn't want to risk it.

[basic_powers]

"...Fish based? Do I want to know?"

[raptorcanaria]

"Aquaman," Dinah explains. "King of the oceans. He doesn't really like it when surface dwellers interfere."

[basic_powers]

"...no aquatically derived animal matter, got it."

[raptorcanaria]

Which is a shame as far as Dinah's concerned, because shrimp is amazing.

"Don't hold back on the chicken, though," she says, earnestly.