Cora didn’t really know where [i]exactly[/i] she’d find Daphne. Not like Black Canary, who was usually somewhere predictable like a therapist’s office. So her first bet was that she might be doing damn near nothing and so she went to Daphne’s room. She knocked on the door, making sure not to walk too fast in case she could accidentally make her legs just fall off.

[color=00ffff]”Hey. It’s me. You in there?”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”Hi, yes I’m here, one sec.”[/color]. Daphne’s voice became louder the closer she got to the door. She opened the door with one half of her hair curled and the other half was still up in clips and rollers. The dyson air wrap dupe was still blowing out air. Daphne gestured for Cora to take a seat someplace. Either on her bed or in the reading corner. 

[color=Lightgreen]”I’m almost done, just give me a few more minutes.”[/color] 
She smiled at Cora through her mirror and continued to curl her hair and put on some light makeup. 

Damn. Any time Cora tried doing anything with her hair, it just started crumbling like it was made of ash. She took a seat in the corner, eyes glancing around the room.

[color=00ffff]”I’ve been stuck in bed for two days,”[/color] She started. [color=00ffff]”So I want to see if everyone’s okay after the Deathstroke thing happened. What’s up?”[/color]

 [color=Lightgreen]”I’m still a bit shaken up. I mean I’ve been through worse, but you never really get used to it. At least I don’t. I’m glad we got some downtime to get back on our feet.”[/color] 

She finished with her beauty routine and turned around to look at Cora directly instead of through her mirror. Daphne smiled. 

[color=Lightgreen]”I could try and do yours if you want.”[/color] Daphne gestured to Cora’s hair. There was a chance Cora’s interference would screw with her tools, but she was willing to try anyway. 

[color=00ffff]”You want to try, I won’t say no. But….”[/color] She ran her fingers through the ends, it frizzed up like someone had shocked her. [color=00ffff]”Pretty sure the only thing keeping it from turning to dust is sheer luck at this point.”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”Don’t worry I’ll be careful. Trust me with your hair color it’s going to look really nice.”[/color] Daphne changed the heat setting to the lowest it would go, agreeing with Cora in not wanting to fry her hair even more. Daphne patted on the chair in front of the neatly organized vanity. After Cora took place there she started with brushing out her hair. 

[color=Lightgreen]”I see you’re back on your feet already.”[/color] 
 
Even without actively using her powers, Cora’s hair was naturally very frizzy when messed with. It clung to the hairbrush and Daphne’s hand as if someone had rubbed a balloon against it.

[color=00ffff]”Yeah… Two days in a bed with nothing to do but stare at the ceiling and fall asleep usually helps that.”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”You definitely needed that. Between the two of us you had it much worse.”[/color] 

She tried a couple of hair ties and pins before deciding on an electric blue scrunchie. Daphne bundled up Cora’s still static but now also lightly curled hair into a neat high ponytail. The brunette teen admired her work in the mirror. She wasn’t sure if Cora liked it but she did. 

[color=Lightgreen]”What do you think?”[/color] 

It looked cool, and it wasn't even frizzing up at the ends like it usually did.

[color=00ffff][i]”Woah.[/i] I like that. I’m hot, suddenly,”[/color] She joked. [color=00ffff]”Anyway- Yeah, I got messed up pretty bad but… You [i]did[/i] nearly get set on fire. And that could’ve killed you. You wanna talk about it?”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”Yes it looks cute”[/color]. She fluffed Cora’s hair some more, not that it needed any more fluffing. She really needed to get some different hair products for Cora, in case she decided she wanted to look hot again in the future. 

[color=Lightgreen]”You know I think I’m collecting being killed by natural disasters. I almost froze to death on my first mission, drowned in Atlantis. Fire in the swamp. All I need now is a tornado.”

Daphne said jokingly. 

[color=00ffff]”I mean… We do have a robot around here that could throw you into a tornado,”[/color] Cora suggested. [color=00ffff]”Go petal mode and get flung really far by him.”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”I don’t think I can afford many more mistakes if I want to stay on the Team.[/color] Daphne replied. It was a more serious answer than she would have liked, as Cora was clearly joking. 

[color=00ffff]”What do you mean? Everyone makes mistakes, it happens,”[/color] Cora turned around. [color=00ffff]”I literally fried myself, I think you’re fine.”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”Yes I’m glad you’re doing better now. That was scary to see.”

And as far as the Team goes, I think it really helped us when you Pei and Vincent joined and stayed on. We’ve had recruits join in the past with whom we barely had time to find common ground before they left. I feel like everyone has a place now and taking just one of us from the equation would be detrimental to the Team.[/color]. 

Daphne moved around some things on the vanity table, tidying up while she talked. 
[color=Lightgreen]”Some of our toughest fights yet have been with you Pei and Vincent by our side.”[/color]

[color=00ffff]”Man. I [i]hope[/i] that’s the toughest it gets.”[/color] Cora smirked. [color=00ffff]”Not sure how many more times I can fry myself and live.”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”Let’s not find out okay?”[/color]

Daphne contemplated on what to do next. Before Cora’s surprise visit she didn’t have any plans. Getting ready was just part of her routine, even though she wasn’t going anywhere. 

[color=Lightgreen]”Did you have lunch already?”[/color] 

[color=00ffff]”Nope.”[/color] She shook her head. [color=00ffff]”First thing I did was talk to Black Canary, then I came here.”[/color]

[color=Lightgreen]”In that case we should definitely grab some lunch. Get your energy up after the Canary talk. Although….”[/color]

Considering Cora’s condition it would be better to stay inside. Cora was one of the few people she wouldn’t mind having to drive around. Daphne was notorious for trying to avoid driving, always finding some excuse not to get behind the wheel. 

[color=Lightgreen]”We should just stay in though. I saw there were some crab dumplings left. Vincent made them yesterday. Maybe we can have those.”[/color] 

[color=00ffff]”Crab…”[/color] Cora [i]slowly[/i] stood up and felt her bones protest the movement. [color=00ffff]”That sounds [i]great.[/i] Let’s do that.”[/color]