khym_jonzz:

(Backdated to sometime closer to K'hym's "date" with "Virgil")

K'hym, in her guise as ordinary human Kim Johns, sat herself down in a booth at Warriors.   What a strange set of experiences she'd had lately.

She needed the advice of someone with more experience doing human things that her.  Preferably someone female.  She had seen on her television shows the idea of the Girl Talk, and believed this was the solution she needed.  Avia, however, was out on tour, and Dinah was busy with the Titans, and Cindy was likewise busy.

Fortunately, Petra was still available and had been willing to meet with her.

veryperceptive:

GK was up far too early. His apartment had been too quiet. It wasn't time to call Zoe about their trip plans this weekend, or go to his actual job. So he decided to put in some time alone at the other job. Sliver was in the Triangle, catching sight of a young lady in a dark corner whose brightest want at the moment was for what seemed about to happen to Not Happen.

And if GK thought about it too much, he'd get sick. Right over his sleek grey work clothes. So instead, he draws on a family story that had often managed to seem lighthearted against all odds.
"Gentlemen!" he calls to the two muggers -- Vipers, it looked like. Weird to see them preying at first light with just two of them -- as he hurries forward, the sword sliding out. "It would seem the lady desires to retain both her purse and her honor. You'll excuse me if I intrude?" Hey. He had the swordstick, the name, he should be able to pull off the line Mom told him about.

Trip.
Whack.
Parry

Unfortunately, the backup a couple of guys like this might be expected to be travelling with arrived while he was taking them down. The girl screamed as the guns were raised. He barely got her down as the shots started to ring out.

Zoe was at home, several blocks away. The police took forever to get to the Triangle even when they came.

He may have misjudged this one.

questionmark:

There where some days that Nick really wished he got paid more for his work as a reporter. But having to take public transportation wasn't that bad.

He was looking over a few notes on his current assignment he was looking into while he rode on the subway. It was going to be sometime before he got to his stop and it was a way to spend a little time.

cantcatchme:

Waiting for anything was something that Iris had a very hard time doing. So when she walked into Starbucks to grab two Hazlenut Grappuccinos and saw the line...well this was going to suck mightily. Still the need for sugar and caffeine out weighed anything else.

Iris got in line. Five seconds later it already felt like an eternity.

manasa:

As if being blackmailed into being government pawns wasn't bad enough, there were normal everyday chores to do. Carolyn thought the government could have at least coughed up the money to hire someone to take care of the mundane things. Laundry was the bane of Carolyn's existence. She hated laundry almost as she hated being blackmailed.

She shoved the clothes, colors and whites, into the washer.

young_swimmer:

Cait decided to spend a day or two at the cottage before heading back to San Francisco. She needed a day or two to decompress after spending the past week in Atlantis. Dealing with Arthur was always stressful, this time being no different. Amnesty Bay was the perfect place to decompress and get some peace and quiet.

She walked out of the ocean and pulled the water out of her clothes and hair. She headed for the small cottage at the base of the lighthouse. She opened the door, stepped inside and never saw the blow. Pain spiked at the back of her neck and the world went dark.

"Bring her," a male voice said and a figure stepped out of the shadows. The man next to him picked up Cait's inert body and threw it over a shoulder. The two men left the small cottage.

crossbow_bat:

Maria finished up the report she was working on and shut down her computer. Another day working at Wayne Enterprise was over. It was time to go grab a bite to eat and then down the costume. Night was coming to Gotham and that meant its criminal element would come out. Maria grabbed her purse and coat and headed out of the building.

the_hyper_teen:

Varon patrolled the skies over Gotham. Surely his quarry could not evade him forever. He only needed follow the sound of sirens and property damage, and his stalwart companion in the never-ending war against crime and injustice would be found! He had wonderful news to share, and also needed to garner information about this planet's dating rituals. He had growing suspicions that the social documentaries he had been enjoying on television might not be entirely accurate.

sonoftheatom:

Dinadan's baking when it happens. Muffins this time, in bulk, since they're nice to have around for easy breakfasts, and they've only got a few left from the last batch in the the freezer. He's (naturally) had a few mishaps, but he's not expecting anyone to come by today, so it doesn't matter that he has flour in his hair.

He looks up from the half-filled muffin tin when he hears someone at the door, brows furrowing in confusion. See: not expecting guests today. But he heads for the door, in case it's a package delivery, or someone his dad forgot to mention was coming by, or someone in need of help or a cup of sugar or homework clarification, or to tell him that there'd been a horrible accident at the school and his dad was dead, or--

Dinadan peeks through the peephole to see who's on his stoop today.

bronze_vixen:

At least it was daytime this time.  When it came to Gotham City, Nala was usually only active at night and ran into the more unsavory characters scattered about the city (or she was walking the runway with this season's latest fashions, of course).  And to be honest, it seemed like Gotham City was stuck in a perpetual nighttime.  On the rare occasion that Nala spent her day out in the city, it was usually with a friend that was local.  Not surprisingly, today was no different.  She had decided to meet up with her friend Joy Drake for lunch, and then some shopping afterwards.  Nala was particularly excited for the shopping, because there were a few earrings she'd spotted on the walk to Panera Bread that she wanted desperately.

young_swimmer:

"Pippi, is this really necessary?" Cait asked. She wasn't sure how she got talked into this one. Then again it was Pippi and Cait always wasn't sure exactly how Pippi talked her into things.

barbiebird:

With a big gala for MSF coming up, Barbie was looking in the mirror a little more lately. And considering... Well, what harm? Barbie knocked on Pippi's door.

dc_checkmate:

Amber sent an alert to gather at HQ to the newest incarnation of the Suicide Squad. She stood in the conference room with arms crossed over her chest.

cantkeepmeout:

He wasn't very good with birthdays or gifts but he did leave Maria presents on hers.

just_a_stranger:

Rutland, Vermont

Though Victoria was capable of long distance travel on her own, and of bringing other people with her when required, she had, instead, opted for Zachary's spells in taking them there.  A bit more obvious, perhaps, but also a good test of their enemy's reactions.

Frankly, Victoria was occasionally of the opinion that Rutland out to be razed to the ground and then mystically erased from memory.  Too many times over the years she'd been doing this, the trail had led back to this sleepy little town.  It had exactly two things going for it: a super-hero themed Halloween parade, and mystical phenomena.

"Be on your guard," she told the others.  "I am sensing... something."

whydowescream:

"Hi," Ruth greeted the expected arrival. "Joey, right? We saw each other at Cindy's party, but we didn't really get to talk." Ruth hadn't been especially inclined, from what she'd heard. "Would you like something to drink?"

veryperceptive:

His apartment was impeccably neat again. No laundry on the floor. No constant risk of damage to the dollhouse. No piglet accidentally knocked places. No having to constantly check for the smell of alcohol.

GK was single again. And he knew it was better this way, that GK hadn't been able to help him and he was better off going home, but that didn't make it easier.

...the sound the flat of his blade made as it hit an assailant while he got the other with the stick-sheath made it just a little easier.

cantkeepmeout:

While Maria was dealing with that drug ring that had caught the interest of the Shiva and Scandal related people, Thomas had his own mystery to solve. Namely, tracking that massacre in the warehouse back to White and finding out how he was doing this and what he was up to. And of course finding out what that new team of his he'd hired was.

So Thomas made his way to find out where the contact Peters is, only to arrive just outside the warehouse to hear a scream of pain.

Shit, someone was here first.

crossbow_bat:

Huntress stood perched on the edge of a rooftop as she watched the men in the alley below. It had taken weeks to track down the men she had tried to stop before when that idiot messed up the bust. The drug ring members had laid low and it awhile for them to be active again.

Tonight, provided she didn't have any outside interference, the ring would be brought down and all involved would be in cells before the night was over.

Huntress fired two arrows with sleeping gas canisters on them through the windows of the building. She drooped down into the alley ready to take on anyone who came out trying to escape the sleeping gas.

bwa_ha_ha:

Not long after breaking the connection from Riley and Max, Dinah has set a land-speed record for getting ready for a date. A short time later, she was waiting outside the restaurant for Riley.

She checked her watch.

For the third time.

"You'd think time travelers would know not to be late..." she muttered.

She really hoped Riley hadn't done anything crazy with Max.

...Okay, he probably hadn't.

Probably.

keepstargazing:

Easter was awesome. The service -- the family-and-co-religionists service, not the larger, ecumenical service the chaplain did for a wider audience for the holiday -- had included a reading of 'Being the Resurrection,' which often had the author's desired effect of whipping Team Morgenstern into a Let's Do Some Good frenzy. Delivering Easter baskets and games to the Children's hospital. Serving dinner at the local shelter and helping clean up. It was a busy day for the whole family.

Clara, later, stopped by where she hoped some of her new teammates might be.

miss_flexible:

April fool's day was not only a day that Annie and her father spent trying to out-prank each other, it was also her birthday. And the birthday of two good friends of hers, Barbie and Avia. So, Annie had decided that this year, she was throwing a huge birthday blowout for the three of them. After clearing it with Barbie and Avia, Annie had sent out invitations to their respective teammates, as well as the JSA, the Titans, and Cindy and her team, too. She'd spent the whole morning getting everything set up, and she'd gotten a giant birthday cake for the three of them. Annie looked over everything, making sure that everything was set up while she waited for everyone to arrive.

crossbow_bat:

Thomas and Maria had been planning for weeks leading up to April Fool's. Damian was a great target and the two of them weren't going to let the day go by without doing something to Damian. They had a big laundry list of things they were going to do to Damian and had been up most of the night setting some of them up.

The first Damian would find when he woke. His bed with him in it would be on the roof of the manor.

dc_misc:

The cartel had been setting up a large operation to bring cocaine into Gotham City. The group was experienced and feared their employers more than the crimefighters of Gotham. Unfortunately for them, they had failed to take into account something far worse that was taking hold within the city. The attack had been very sudden. At first a sniper started picking them off, and then..a massacre ensued. Nearly the entire operation's worth of soldiers were dead. Only a select few still lived. Oddly enough. their entire shipment of cocaine had remained untouched.

khym_jonzz:

*backdated to sometime in early December*

Though he had been reluctant to leave his newly re-found daughter, a case had required John Jones to make a trip.  After checking that the Frees were going to be unavailable, that while Ted and Michael and Guy were availlable, Babs and Bea and Tora were not, he had found another dear friend with space and time available (and a more sensible wife who would also be home) and left K'hym in the care of Ralph and Sue Dibny in Opal City, Maryland.

It had been a fun first evening, full of old League stories and old movies.

The next morning, however... held issues.  For overnight, nearly two feet of snow had fallen in a rather short amount of time.

K'hym had risen, looked out the window, and screamed.

green_lantern:

Dex pounded on the heavy bag with bare fists. He had been in the gym abusing the punching bags for the past two hours now and didn't show any signs of slowing down. Sweat rolled down his bare chest and soaked his hair.

young_swimmer:

Cait ducked around a corner and put her back to the wall. Her enemy was nearby and Cait wasn't about to let herself get hit. She was breathing heavy and she could hear the blood pounding in her ears. Her gun was loaded and ready. Now she just had to wait for her enemy to come into range.

angryarcher:

The Justice League had gotten wind of a new operation that some elements Injustice Society was running for some extra funding. It involved the creation and distribution of a new kind of drug called haze. So the JL was running a multi part operation to try and take it down before anything really bad could happen. Unfortunately at least as Sam saw it he and Annie had drawn the sucky job and had to infiltrate a high school to see what kind of information they could get.

Dress in his regular clothes he enter the high school for his first day of classes at a new school.

littledart:

Lian was home in Star City for spring break. She loved New York, but Star City was home, and it was good to be there. However something was...off. Her little brother had been far too quiet since she'd come home. And Mikel was no fun when he was quiet. Less fun to torment. Also, Harpers weren't known for being quiet.

Lian managed to hunt her little brother down to the living room. She plopped on the couch next to him. "Something's up," she said. "You're never this...reserved. Spill."

angriestrobin:

Damian had done something completely foolish. The problem is he hadn't seen it that way. He and Thomas had been on patrol together. They were beginning to work well together. The big problem is that Damian had leaped before he looked in the last fight they had been in.

He had nearly been hurt. He wasn't and saw no problem with what had happened.

"/Tch/. You worry too much."

apollos_bow:

Time for another secret meeting of the cousins braintrust. Its just a little different this time.

For one thing, Mikal is there early, instead of the typical five to ten minutes late. He needed to be early, he had some things to get ready. Her favorite soda was easy - different, because usually when he sneaks the drinks in, its either usually his dad's beer, or his favorites. This time, all hers. The cookies were harder. He burnt all three of his attempts, so he finally just broke down and bought three batches, once again, of her favorites.

first_son:

Jon groans a bit as he pushes up from the ground after the fight with the Brain Trust. Man, he hates fighting psychics sometimes. Always leaves him with pounding headaches. Its only after pondering that for a few moments before noticing something off - namely, while his head is pounding, he's sore all over. That's definitely unusual. Likewise, everything seems to be taking more effort than usual. Not terribly hard, but still - he needs to clamber awkwardly to his feet, not hover upward, which is when he notices.

Huh, that's a lot more green than he usually wears. And isn't that him... or a damn good facsimile lying on the ground over there?

apollos_bow:

They'd managed to fend off Grodd's assault, but half the team had still been infected by his deevolution spores. Not the full dose, thankfully, but enough that a lot of the team is still evidencing animal traits. They're working on a cure still, and, rumor has it, will be for a while.

Mikel supposes it could be worse. For some of the team, it is. He's still dealing with smelling all of the world through a rottweiler's muzzle - which has also led to snoring and some difficulty figuring out eating without making a mess, but he's getting used to the worst of it. On the slight upside, he's amazed how comfortable the bean bag chair is to curl up in.

august_heir:

 Xian didn't know how he allowed Cian to convince him to go to a bar with him. Okay, that was a lie. Xian was still upset regarding his last conversation with Lizzy and wanted some excuse to get out of JLI Headquarters for awhile. Going to a bar to get drunk sounded like as good an idea as any.

semievilgenius:

 Max was carefully working on a concept for one of the defenses he was hired to create for the New Guardians' headquarters.  He had a prototype set up, but it was a far cry from what he had been trying to make. Still, it was interesting enough not to discard completely. So he set it aside on the lab table while he worked on the next version.

crossbow_bat:

Charity events and other formal parties were the few things about being involved with Wayne Enterprises that Maria loved. She loved getting dressed up and going to the parties. Tonight's was a fundraiser for Gotham Children Charity and Maria went as Bruce's arm decoration. These days he didn't like going to these things alone and Maria was happy to go along.

She had on a dark green dress with matching shoes that had an inch heel on it. She would have gone with a larger heel, but things could happen and if they did she needed to be able to move. Emerald earrings kissed her earlobes and an emerald and diamond necklace rested around her neck. She did love dressing up and wearing jewelry.

Maria made a circuit of the room with a glass of champagne in hand. It was the only glass she had had all evening and was making it last. She had patrol later on and would never do it with alcohol in her system.

manasa:

"Clarence!" Carolyn said as she searched for her beloved pet. Of course calling for him was kind of useless and she felt a little silly calling for a snake, but it didn't seem right to not call for him as she hunted. He slipped out of his tank and Carolyn was beginning to believe the snake had some special abilities because he was always escaping the very large tank where he made his home.

"Clarence!" she called.

loveontherocks:

The fact of the matter was...  Heather was changing.  Ever since she'd finished regrowing her legs from the last batch of injuries (and thank goodness no insane space people had tried to do anything in the time since), and maybe even going back to the start of her relationship with Lenny, she had begun to feel... different.

When she kissed him, she could feel it.  Feel it in a way she'd thought was impossible since her transformation, since her senses of smell and taste and touch had all been stripped away from her.  Felt different in her skin, a skin that she had thought was hard and immobile, but seemed more flexible and yielding than before.

She was still definitely made of crystal... but what kind of crystal seemed different than before. 

A couple of weeks ago, she had gotten her sense of smell back.

Last week, she had felt different, as though she was no longer solid crystal through and through.  But there had been nothing to test that.  Her sense of touch had begun to return with it.

Today, she had woken up starving.  She'd grown so used to powering herself off the feelings of love from people around her--and in a house with couples, that had not been hard--that she'd almost begun to forget what having to eat what like.

But today?  Today she was eating cereal.  It was plain cornflakes.

And it was the most wonderful thing ever.

crossbow_bat:

Bruce threw a curve ball, he was quite fond of them, and decided to set up a Bat Family dinner. He did this once in awhile and Maria dreaded them like a root canal. Even though she never had a root canal. Most of the time they were normal dinners, but there had been a few that would always be remembered in the annals of the Bat Family history.

Just to torment the Squirt, Maria told Damian that dinner was in costume. Of course it wasn't, but she wanted to see if he'd fall for it.

Maria hummed happily as she made her way to the dining room.

the_hyper_teen:

Most Excellent. Careful aesthetic manipulation and a selection from the Headship's garment dispenser, Varon was ready for his next experimentation with civilian life. With this mild-mannered disguise, none would be able to recognize him. He set out, and strolled down the streets of Denver. Despite what popular media had told him of the state of Colorado, there seemed to be only a minority of people outfitted for mountain climbing out and about, and not nearly as many people with hunting dogs as he would have expected. Also, it wasn't snowing.

in_reserve:

hungerstrike:

She was just watching, for now. Iota flitted at superhuman speed from cover to cover as she followed the cartel operatives. Just... you now. To see how they were adjusting in wake of their recent unfortunately-minor losses. Poor Tomas. But it would get better. And she just wanted to make sure his information didn't fall behind when he was busy elsewhere.

fastasyoucan:

brightestknight:

Lee woke late at night feeling kind of hungry. Since he didn't feel like he could go back to bed just yet he decided to head to the kitchen for a snack.

Once he got the the kitchen he opened up the fridge and grabbed some of Ma Hunkel's chocolate chip cookies and some milk. A nice late night snack.

crossbow_bat:

Maria was not happy. The drug ring should have been broken up tonight, but HE got in the way. She went back to Wayne Manor and had tried to go to sleep. It was not to happen. Her mind wouldn't let it rest. Instead she went down to the gym to workout and think things through.

hungerstrike:

Iota was awake when Tomas came home.

"I made us some nachos! Did you destroy the cartel?"

zoe_torres:

So...no sleep.

Zoe couldn't keep her brain from mulling over the old man hanging around the Triangle, or the preppy kid wandering in for no apparently /good/ reason, and it was not letting her sleep. The longer she couldn't sleep, the angrier she grew until she was out in the night looking for something.

Which would be the reason she was at GK's door. If he was with the boyfriend, oh well. No one ever said that being her friend was easy.

littledart:

When Lian wasn't in classes at NYU, or kicking some bad guy ass on the streets as Red Arrow, she was working at Warrior's. Knowing a lot of people in the superhero community certainly came in handy sometimes, and Lian was very thankful that Guy had hired her. He made sure she had great hours, the pay wasn't bad at all, and Lian always managed to make awesome tips, whether she was working the bar or waiting tables. Plus, she got to hang out with Petra, and Petra was always fun.

Tonight, Lian was busy working the bar. She had made some great tips so far, and she hadn't had to deal with any really difficult patrons. It was going to be a good night.

manasa:

Carolyn was in a world of hurt and was in enough pain that she couldn't sleep. There wasn't a part of her body that didn't hurt and she knew that come morning she'd be covered in bruises. She managed to make her way to the couch in the the req room and find a sitting position that didn't hurt too much.

in_reserve:


Harry had asked Cindy for help with the contact info for the people involved and advice on the invitations themselves. So of course they were entirely appropriate for the occasion and well put together. He seriously had the best Boss.