Sea Queen Of All Media

THE SEIRENES

It was 3am and National Cities very own Superhero found herself floating around her apartment looking for something.... she hadn't decided on what just yet... she only knew that it was for something. The way the ceiling was staring back at her taunting her with those blunt edges and off white tone was enough to make her jumpy. Eventually she figured she was just being paranoid... which is why after cleaning, rearranging, binning everything imaginable she'd ended up scrubbing the ceiling just for something to do... anything to keep her mind far far away from dangerous waters.

The ones more often than not she found herself floating.. lost...

The ones that by now she was quite sure she was possibly drowning in....

The ones she was told to dive into by the Sea Queen of all Media.

The ever so sexy Sea Queen of all Media who wanted to lure Kara down deeper into her murky depths, like a siren calling out to it's prey.

Kara had tried to refuse... truly but like most sailors Cat with her enchanting music and rocky coastline was tempting her ... she didn't exactly know how to resist. I'll have to ask Alex for a lifeboat so I can row myself through Catco.... i'm usually wet enough for the both of us.

Rolling her eyes she decided to use her enhanced vision to look at her apartment on a cellular level that way she could sterilise the fuckers she'd missed... her head drifted into reasons why it really wasn't necessary like the fact I can't even get sick on earth but she did it anyway because that was better than facing up to the fact that lately she'd been having less than PG thoughts about her older boss...

Not only that but she had to deal with the fact that lately at work.. she was an even worse gay bumbling mess than usual and every time Cat strutted past in those damn heels all she could imagine was them looming over her chest just above her family crest, holding her down... She'd quite happily let Cat walk all over her if she pleased, at least that way she'd get a spectacular view of what's underneath that designer skirt. Kara licked her lips subconsciously before realisation hit and she frowned... I really need to stop objectifying my boss.

Sighing she floated until she was upside down at the bottom of the sofa... ass up, arms splayed and head touching the floor as she contemplated the meaning of life or rather ...the meaning of Cat.

Cat however was utilising a different method at her disposal, she was drowning herself in scotch... she always had a tendency to drink away her feelings when the need arose. Moping ..she consoled herself with the most expensive bottle of bourbon she could find. Sadly it wasn't enough to take her mind off those incessant emotions bubbling away under the surface of her neatly crafted CEO mask. The ones that as of late had started to crack through in a way she could not control every time she saw the epitome of vibrancy Sunny Danvers drool over her neckline. Deciding to take pity on herself, completely determined to regain some semblance of authority she made a grab for her cell phone and before she could take the cowards way out...

she dialled....

"Um Hello?" Kara mumbled into the speaker as she counted the number of tiny blonde hairs on the back of her arms

"you you picked up?!" Cat slurred sounding surprised

As soon as Kara heard that voice she startled and went tumbling backwards off the sofa flinging her phone across the room...

"Aaaaaaah what in the name of Rao!"

Cat listened to a stream of loud bangs and muffled curse words... my my Sunny Danvers with a filthy mouth that's a first. She smirked amused at the blondes antics.