Preparing to take down The Patriarch [Kara POV]

KARA

I bit my lip and looked at myself in the mirror.

I almost couldn’t recognize myself. I was neither Kara nor Supergirl. It was something that I’d pretty much never wear, as undeniably great as I looked in it. The outfit, coupled with the way I did my hair, plus the make-up that I would also never wear and… yeah, I looked like I could’ve passed as an entirely different person.

Which… yeah, I know, was the whole point, but… I could still be impressed by that.

Okay, time to superspeed over to the rendezvous place with Gerry and get this plan under way. I opened the window, took a deep breath, and got ready to fling myself out the window. I could fly pretty fast, but I couldn’t be spotted flying around in this outfit, which meant going fast enough to not get caught by the human eye and cameras. And that was pretty darned fast.

I took another deep breath, then rocketed out the door.

I made it across town, to an empty alley in about 15 seconds. A new personal best for me. I checked myself to make sure nothing was out of place after my hypersonic flight (thank Rao, there wasn’t) and stepped casually out of the alley.

Gerry’s repair shop was exactly where he said it’d be, on an unassuming corner in National City’s shopping district. I must’ve walked by it hundreds of times without ever realizing that it was there. I walked in and found Gerry sitting behind the counter of a sparse and cozy storefront.

He looked up as I walked in and did a double take. His eyes bulged out of his face and his jaw dropped.

“Damn…” He whispered.

I did my best not to blush and did a halfway decent job of it. I also tried to stop a dopey smile from spreading across my face and failed miserably.

“Yeah?” I said, grinning like a dork.

“Uh huh…” Then he coughed, shook his head, and got ahold of himself. “Right. Well! Let’s get right down to it, shall we?”

He reached under the counter and pulled out two small boxes. Opening up the first one, he pulled out an earwig and handed it to me. I slipped it into my ear. It was actually a bit more comfortable than the ones I’d used with the DEO in the past, and about on par with the JLA issued ones. The second box had a pair of gel contact lenses in it. I frowned as I reached out for them.

“Um… what are these?” I asked.

“Oh, they’ll make your eyes less blue.”

“Huh?”

“Listen, I’ve only talked to you the one time Supergirl, and… well…” Gerry shrugged. “I’m pretty much never going to forget those eyes. Ever. You look amazing, and that will be a great distraction, but… if anyone ever saw those eyes in person again, they’d connect the dots.”

“Oh…” Don’t blush, don’t blush, stop blushing, stop blushing.

“Just… trying to cover all of my bases.” He rubbed the back of his head.

“No, it’s… It’s a great idea.” I said, slipping the lenses over my eyes. I couldn’t even feel them after they went in.

Gerry scrutinized my face for a second. “Perfect.” He said with a nod. “Nobody will recognize you now.”

“Okay, let’s go over the plan one more time.” I said.

“Right. Pretty simple plan in retrospect, but I think that works to our advantage.” Gerry said. “You go in, disguised as a client and um… watch the show until you spot Patrick Kincannin. Once you do, you do your Supergirl thing and apprehend him. Once that’s done, you’ll interrogate him about the possible Starro connection, and we call it a night.”

I nodded. “Sounds like a plan. If… a little gross.”

“Probably a lot gross if what I saw the other night was any indication.”

My eyes widened a little. “Like what?”

“Like… you know what, it doesn’t matter. Let’s not focus on minutiae.”He pulled out a laptop and started typing. “We should probably get started.”

There was an awkward silence, and he coughed.

Okay, so… might be seeing some gross stuff tonight. No biggie. I was braced for that anyways. Just needed to grit my teeth and power through.

I mean it couldn’t be that bad, right?