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[This video opens with a woman in a bubble bath; the bubbles stop just a couple of inches under her collarbones, and her hair is pulled back in a tight bun. Sara has the device precariously balanced on the edge of the tub and leaning against the wall.]

My name is Sara Lance, hello, hi, greetings, etcetera. Among the ranks of the new here, I guess. Clearly, I'm already taking advantage of some downtime in my new place of residence.

[And trying to not think about recent painful losses back home.]

So fun story: Back in my world, I don't have any powers that would be called superhuman per say. But according to that file thing I have some now? Anyway, I have a more serious question about that: Are control issues a, well, issue with those ones we get here? Because uh. If so, I'd rather get that adjusted sooner rather than later. Any and all advice welcome and appreciated.

[She's absolutely not considering the weird bloodlust side effect from the Lazarus Pit back home as a 'superhuman' power, despite its weird magical/mystical origins or whatever the hell. As for her powers here, she's not saying what they are yet. Most of them seem not really dangerous on the surface, exactly, but she's not dumb enough to think that they couldn't be dangerous in some circumstance. Something can always go wrong. Something can always control her rather than she it.]

Or, if you don't have any advice on that topic, you Maurtia Falls people especially can give me advice on the best places to get coffee here.

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[ Caitlin isn't one to judge others' choices.

...okay, she isn't apt to do that out loud. She's gotten a few looks herself for not (yet) opting to have her shoulder and arm healed. Said injuries are the reason why she has the device carefully aimed to just show her face. ]

It's nice to meet you, Sara, even if it's here and not back home. [ Pause. ] I'm Caitlin. I'm friends with your sister and other, um, mutual friends. Anyway, that's not the point. I can definitely attest to power control issues. So, yeah, they're a thing.

Depends on the power! Do you have eye lasers or spontaneous sugar cube generation?

[ said 100% seriously ]

Not from Maurtcia Falls, but found a good place last time I visited - the Lean Bean Grinding Machine on [ handwaves street intersection here. ] They can make one hot cup of joe.

[ He also can't quite stop himself from raising those eyebrows. ]

You could've waited half an hour, you know. [ The "not that I'm complaining" is unsaid, but possibly apparent in his voice. ]

[She asked for advice but that doesn't mean Toro has to look at her and how she's all...bubble bath-y. And if his face is a bit red, well, no one has to see it.]

That--uh--really depends on powers but--most of them take a little fine-tuning. You don't learn how to read or write without practicing either.

[ Sara Lance now, huh?

A tall, blond woman appears, dressed in some kind of white costume and red cape. Her blue gloves can only be seen for a quick second. ]

Control issues are commonplace for those who've never had powers before.

[So that is Sara.

Len doesn't know why she chooses to do this from a bathtub, but he honestly isn't even thinking about judging that one way or the other, not that he likely would have cared much either way. Her choice, her business, but most importantly this is Sara. This is the Sara he knows, he is certain of that. Looks, voice, mannerism, everything.

What he's less sure about, what he can't know, is whether this is also the Sara that knows him. Part of him almost doesn't want to find out.

Even so, he finally turns on his device, switches to video - not in a bath and fully clothed - and realises that he has no idea what to say. Not a feeling he's overly familiar with.]

Sara.

Should I start with, "Welcome to the neighborhood?"

I'm Ruby, one of your new neighbors-ish, and I can definitely send you some recommendations for coffee here in a bit if you want. Personally, I'm pretty fond of this little place called "Flour Crown." The coffee's just okay, but the pastries are to die for.

As for the powers, yeah, it can take a little testing to work out. Depending on what it is, I'd say find a friend and some space and just practice a bit.

[A video of a pretty girl. A video of a pretty girl in a bath tub. Hello. This is like all his desperate pathetic fantasies come true and while he has absolutely nothing helpful to offer because he never read his welcome packet nor paid any attention thus far, he just has to comment.

Because, well, you know.]

Hey baby. What's your power? [he smirks into the camera, trying to look at cool as possible. Which is hard to do in the dorky outfit he's wearing combined with the fact he looks about twelve.] It's gotta be like super hotness, right? Cause you're so fine, girl.

Practice makes perfect, so they say. What kind of power is it?

[The purple-haired woman isn't exactly an expert on powers, though, but she is familiar with Maurtia Falls. Too familiar, perhaps.]

There's a place on the corner of 12th and Diamond Avenue that's decent. Just watch out no matter where you go. If you haven't figured out already, Maurtia Falls isn't always the friendliest place around.

[Claire hasn't had the chance yet to really formally introduce herself to her roommate. She hasn't had one in a long while, and honestly, she's been busy trying to understand what it means to live in a place with one of the highest rates of crime. Not that she hasn't seen a lot of death, but it's a legitimate concern.

From the living room, she gives a little wave.]

Hello, Sara. I'm Claire and funny story: we live together.

Hello, Miss Lance.

[Peggy offers her a warm smile in greeting.]

In answer to your question about ah, control issues. I did have a few problems with my powers when I first arrived. I found that taking the time to practice with them helped me a lot.

Sara!

[She can't quite believe her eyes. Out of all the people that could come from home.]

You're here! When did you arrive?

[Laurel has so many other questions but she doesn't want to bombard her.]

What kind of control issues are we talking?

Sara!

[ There's this burst of bright light on Barry's end of the feed before it settles into something that just goes back to normal sunlight. ]

Depends on the— powers involved? There's some that are more involuntary than anything else.

( Forgive her how aggressively Australian she sounds, and the fact there's a grey parrot with a red tail perched on her shoulder, investigating something in her hands. )

I'm not in Mauritia, but there's this pretty sweet place called To Bean Or Not To Bean over there, if you can get past hipsters and Shakespeare references for five minutes. Nice espresso, caramel macchiatos worth dedicating a postcard to.

Power thing's messy. Figure you got help with that already, but.

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