crossbow_bat:

The flow of drugs through Gotham was like a tidal wave most of the time, but occasionally Huntress and Robin managed to stem the tide. Huntress had been working for weeks gathering information on her latest targets. She had been watching, tracking and collecting information on all people involved. She was almost ready to make a move. Almost.

Tonight she was following a shipment. She knew how they were coming into the city, who was receiving them, who was moving them, but the final destination before they hit the streets was the unknown. Tonight she would find out and then they all could be taken down.

She watched from her rooftop perch across the street from the warehouse.

macemeetface:

Things had been fairly quiet, lately. Almost too quiet, for Layla's tastes. She was getting a little restless, and restless wasn't a state that she handled very well. Or at all, for that matter.

So, she decided to go a patrol around the city after she got off of work. If she couldn't find any skulls to bash in, she'd head back to the Brownstone and fire up the training simulator.

Hawkgirl flew over the city, her mace held firmly by her side, her eyes peeled for anything. So far, nothing.

She'd give it about another hour or so before heading back to the Brownstone for bashing simulator robots.

...And pie. Maybe.

wayofthecanary:

Sin had gone to Gotham with her mother for a florist's convention for a couple of days (why that convention was in Gotham, who knew, but she was there anyway). And since Sin was in Gotham, she couldn't pass up an opportunity to visit one of her oldest friends. She had called Maria earlier that day and made lunch plans. Sin took a taxi to Wayne Manor. She got out, and walked to the door. She rang the doorbell and waited for Maria.

crossbow_bat:

Huntress opened the throttle on her bike and sped through the streets of Gotham. She was going to be late and that was bad. One, she really didn't like being late and two, the problem was one that needed addressing asap. It couldn't go on a moment longer and tonight she and Thomas were going to start doing something about it.

She weaved in and out of traffic and flipped people off when appropriate it. Huntress was one of the protectors of Gotham, but she didn't have to be a polite one. She skidded around a corner and zoomed into the parking garage. It didn't take her long to get up to the top level.

She skidded to a stop right next to Thomas.

"Sorry I'm late," she said. "I know how important this is."

collateralmagic:

"Are your eyes closed? They'd better be closed, mister!"

Karaoke with the team had been fun, of course, but it is Valentine's Day – and what Valentine's Day would be complete without sneaking off with your S.O. to some secluded location? And when a girl's got access to a teleporter, well, that's an awful lot of secluded to choose from.

Even with his eyes closed, Jon can undoubtedly tell they're at a beach. If the sea salt on the air didn't tell him, the sound of the waves breaking on the reef would. That's not the surprise.

Alina takes him by the hands and leads him midway down the narrow beach, the rocky sand crnching underfoot. Once she's decided that they're in a good spot, she releases his hands and slings off her backpack.

"Eyes still closed," she says, pulling out a handful of white glowsticks, snapping each of them in several places and tossing them onto the sand around them until she's satisfied with the level of illumination.

She feels good about this. She feels clever.

"Okay," she says. "Open your eyes and check out the sand and tell me where it looks like we are!"

crossbow_bat:

Getting concert tickets hadn't been hard. Finding someone to go with had. Thomas was being moody, he was so like Bruce at times, for some odd reason and Maria was going to drag him out. She wanted to have a fun night instead of dealing with Mr. Brooding. Jon wasn't a rock concert type of guy. She dug through her contacts and found a suitable partner for tonight's concert.

She pulled up in front of his place in one of Bruce's cars.

nolittlemermaid:

Tula didn't really know much about Valentine's Day, aside from what Cerdian had told her about it being a surface holiday where couples exchanged candy and went out on dates. And while technically, her and Mikal technically weren't a couple or anything yet, but she was hopeful, as she really liked him. She'd gotten him some candy before heading over to his house, as it was easier for her to meet him. Tula wore a yellow polka-dotted dress that Cait had helped her picked out. When she teleported in front of Mikal's house, she smiled, before knocking on the door.

dc_misc:

The Justice League was having an open house for all their current, former and reservist heroes and their friends and families. It was a nice way to show what their member did on a regular basis and build up camaraderie and to give heroes who were members of the justice league something to strive for in the future. This was especially useful with the older generation of heroes starting to retire and the younger generation stepping up to take their place.

dc_holiday:

"There is no remedy for love but to love more."
- Henry David Thoreau

cantkeepmeout:

The thing about Valentine's Day was that it was general catered to clearly defined relationships that came with easy labels. What he had with Sarah was...a lot more complicated than that. And in the year since the last day before valentines, it had changed even more. Back then it had been heavy, and suggestive, flirting but it hadn't gone further, he'd held himself back. Back in the days when he actually seemed to have self control around her. That really did seem like a long time ago.

legitimate_son:

Today was a free day for Keith. He decided it was better to spend his time with somebody than by himself, so he grabbed his phone and started texting the first person to come to mind.

Hey, Annie, What are you doing today?

madeofgoesfast:

Once they're past the party, Jai, Iris and Cindy receive notifications of a time and place to meet for Speedforce Productions' initial set up meeting. Tess, of course, is invited, but doesn't need anything so formal. Steven even set up the twins' invitations to be on West-Allen time, so they should end up showing up around the time everyone else does.

He's rented out the party room of a pizza place in Keystone, where he can set up a projector and big screen and provide space for laptops and the like, after making sure the place had free wifi. Food is provided as a part of the meeting, with a few different types of pizza and a few different pitchers of soda, all labeled, are set out on the table.

nightflame:

So, it kinda became the usual thing for Clark and Janie to fly together.  They had this meeting spot right on the border of New York that was a perfect starting place for the traditional 300 kilometer race.  Then it was just leisurely flying and talking.  Clark brought his backpack, which had some food his mom made.  He'd told her about Janie and that she was cool, so his mom always baked something for them to eat.  Hey, it was after school hours and Clark was always done with his homework early;  why not let the boy hang out with a super-powered girl in the sky?

littleladylord:

Cindy was proud of the festivities she'd set up.

The game was projected onto one wall of the huge atrium the party was taking place in, with plenty of comfy seats facing it. It was only polite, after all.

More important was the food. Tables of chips, veggies, wings (with three different types of dressing), muffelettas (it's a New Orleans occasion this year. Thematic), and chili rolls. Cindy was especially proud of the chili rolls; there was one row marked 'Regular' and one row marked 'Queen' The latter row had a stack of pens and informed-consent waivers in front of it.

There was also a small end table full of party favors for everyone. In celebration of commerce, they were $10 gift cards, each for somewhere she thought fitting for the person the card was marked for.

Cindy likes parties.

bobblehead:

This is one of those problems when part of your rogue's gallery includes Atlantean villains. The transport is wrecked, the water isn't safe - but there's no threat as long as the girls stay on the island til reinforcements arrive. Unfortunately, that could be a while.

Pippi was wet and bedraggled when she managed to crawl up on shore. She's already working to get herself back into fashionable order.

"Ok, Cait." She says, very seriously. "We're stuck on an island, maybe for a long time. So there's some very important considerations we need to figure out. So, first things... I'm Maryanne, you're Ginger."

first_son:

They'd managed to defeat the villain through a clever plan and teamwork, despite the unhealthy dose of concentrated red sun radiation he'd managed to hit Jon with. Since then, Jon had been recovering his powers, bit by bit, but something in the red sun weapon was making it take time. It was going to be a while before he could fly them home, and the lingering radiation, while not harmful to Annie, was enough to interfere with coms. They're stuck - until he can soak up enough sun to recover full flight capacity. To that end, he's down to just the red shorts, and partaking of an unusual activity for him - sunbathing.

nolittlemermaid:

Little getaways were nice, even if they were just for a day. And, it was a great way for Tula to practice her teleportation spells, as she'd teleported Mikal and herself to a beach on the Bahamas for the day.

Tula was grinning from ear to ear as they set down their stuff. She then grabbed his hand, and started dragging them both towards the water.

"Let's go swimming!"

first_son:

It was supposed to be a bit of downtime for some of the JLA'ers and family. While deep sea diving, Jon had found an underwater cave... which led to the chamber with all the runes. It was just a curiosity, but he'd spent enough time in space... he knew he'd seen some things like them.  He'd only made out a few words with super speed inference and cryptography though before there was a flash of light - and he finds himself in the midst of some sort of pitched airship battle.

The ground below looks an awful lot like the island - except where there was sandy beaches and forest, now there's a rock island with crystal formations surrounded by a massive sea of red dust.

crossbow_bat:

Huntress dropped down from the roof into the alley right in the middle of six guys. She had been tracking these weapons runners for days and they had all finally gathered in one spot. Time to take them out. She landed on her feet and immediately delivered a spinning kick to one guy's head. He stumbled back into the brick wall.

Three of the other five closed in while two stayed back. Two who stayed back drew guns and the other three drew knives and closed in. A knife came in and tried to slash Huntress across the stomach. The blade bounced off her costume.

Another with a knife came in and tried to stab. Huntress spun around and knocked the man's hand away with a blow to his forearm. The last man with a knife didn't attack with the knife, but went for a leg sweep. Huntress was off balance to avoid it and had her legs knocked out from under her. She went down and automatically went into a roll and came up near one of the men with the guns.

She punched him right in the face and smiled when she heard the crack of his nose breaking. The other man with the gun came up behind her and hit her across the face with the butt of his gun. Her nose broke and she fell to the ground. Blood poured from her nose as she tried to pull herself up.

"I'll keep getting back up," she growled and kicked at him, hitting him square in the balls.

just_a_stranger:

The Oblivion Bar was a place where mystical types from all corners of time and space could gather freely, without the need to antagonize each other and compete in their usual frays of Order vs. Chaos, or good vs. evil.

Even Victoria Craft herself was known to occasionally go there and enjoy a small, fruity drink with an umbrella in it.  Especially on the days immediately following the children's return from a vacation.

But angels rubbed shoulders with demons who rubbed shoulders with cowboy ghosts who rubbed shoulders with talking chimps who rubbed shoulders with Fifth Dimensional Imps.

But what Victoria Craft noticed tonight, as she led Salome and Mina to a back table, was the notable absence of anyone whose powers specifically derived from either Order or Chaos.

She sat herself down and spread a map of the United States on the table. 

"There has to be some root cause of all this..."

littleladylord:

Glossy, colorful invitations went out to, delivered to homes if she had personal addresses, team bases if she didn't.

It was an Event of the Season for the most concentratedly commercialized day of all: Super Bowl Sunday. An all-day bash centered in the main atrium of the New Guardians headquarters in Chicago.

"Come celebrate the triumph of capitalism!" The invitations proclaim. "-- and one football team or another, if you like. Transportation provided if necessary. Refreshments fabulous."

cantkeepmeout:

semievilgenius:

 Despite attempts to cheer him up, Max had been even more insular since having to shoot Ruth and Jay during their episode. His current habit he'd developed was taking things apart and putting them back together again.

the_element_son:

Joey stared at his smartphone.

He stared at the number in his other hand.

He stared back at his phone.

He tried to remember the last time he'd actually asked a girl out for a date, rather than hitting on them in some semi or completely seedy place.  And he utterly failed.  In fact, the last "date" he'd had was when GK had asked him.  And he preferred not to think about that, even if GK was a good friend (he didn't have many).

Considering he'd dated actual porn stars, he wasn't sure why he was afraid of calling a girl who just had a name like one.

Joey dialed Sin's number.

littleladylord:

Much as she loves the other places she has homes, especially Chicago now, part of Cindy will always be a California girl. She enjoyed her years at St. Elias's immensely. So, y'know, it's hers.

So here she is, in California. And she's got a quick meeting with another superhuman trust fund brat.

"Joey," she says. "How good to see you."

jack_o_lantern:

Cian was rather glad to have a calm moment away from heroics and work. As much as he loved both of them it could get rather stressful at times and it had cut time out of his favorite thing to do surfing. He grabbed his longboard and left a note at the base telling them where he was going and inviting them to join him if they wanted before teleporting off.

The weather was nice at the beach he had picked and the surf was great. He could not wait to catch a few waves after he changed into his wet suit.

angriestrobin:

It is about two hours after his arrival in this alternate Gotham. He feels marginally better since they got here. He and Thomas don't exactly get along right now. To Damian he is a strange Robin he doesn't know. He doesn't look like Red Robin or Nightwing so he isn't sure what to think of the obviously more experienced crime fighter.

Damian can see that this other Robin is the better Robin for now at least. Damian knows in time he will be at the level he wants to be so it doesn't bother him on the surface. He can't complain about his situation at the moment either. Right now they are waiting on results that show Damian is who he claims he is. They are running his blood sample and as much as Damian wishes they could instantly have the results these things take time.

At least they aren't sitting on a roof top waiting for it. The cave is comfortable and familiar even if there are some things that look out of place to his recent memory. He doesn't like this. It isn't home and he is worried that something bad has happened.

young_swimmer:

Cait left Poseidonis and swam a good distance away from it. She was furious and didn't want to be anywhere around the place and person who caused her so much frustration and anger. Arthur wouldn't budge. He didn't want her with Ty and insisted that she marry Cerdian or another Atlantean. Cait wasn't going to listen. She loved Ty and she would be with him even if it meant leaving Atlantis and Arthur forever.

The water around her swirled and churned in response to her turbulent emotions.

khym_jonzz:

Many months ago, the laboratory of Dr. Erdel...

It was on this spot, decades ago, that the strange experiment of Doctor Saul Erdel had brought the Martian known as J'onn J'onzz to Earth, tearing him away from a dying world, a world where his wife and child, nearly his entire race, had perished in a horrific plague called H’ronmeer’s Curse.  Stolen from his world, torn in space, and brought to Earth, he became a hero.

But J'onn J'onzz was not the only Martian brought to Earth by Erde's machine.  The teleportation beam had struck once more, unbeknownst to anyone.  But under the weight of transporting one Martian, the other even though grabbed first, had become unhinged in space and time.  Delayed, halted, with no time passing within the beam until it would reappear on Earth.

Until this night.

The laboratory had long since been abandoned, but tonight, it lit up like a beacon as space and time bent, ripping open as a single individual fell through.  A burning, dying individual.  A Martian girl.

K'hym J'onzz.

crossbow_bat:

"It's not karaoke. I swear," Maria said as she half pulled half led Thomas down the sidewalk.

seesaw:

As on many occasions since getting here, Margery Daw Grundy is watching television, trying to sort herself out.

It's just that there's lots of them, in this case; she's finally properly onthe rotation for monitor duty.  And she keeps the room quite chilly.
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Chilly enough to follow everything that's going on every screen with minute attention to detail that belies the apparent dullness. She's no supergenius even at her best, barely even literate, but she can be quite smart, and she's kept watch enough in her life to know how to pay attention like there's someone trying to kill you and everything you love. Because there is.  And she's at her best now, mentally and physically.  Logically speaking, most of the YJLA members would have an extra-hard time destroying her right now. And yes, she's thinking about that, even though it's also logical that they wouldn't try. Unless there was an especially impressive psychologically-affecting accident. So it's good to know anyway.

seesaw:

 It was a cold day. That was good. If it had suddenly warmed up or something, she wouldn't have the nerve to do anything. But really, being on the top of her game didn't always help. She still looked around constantly even after some time here, always feeling that she was going to be trapped.

Eventually, she found him.  "Superboy?"

outfoxing:

It has been a while since Fox has gone out of her way to get Robin's attention. She has to get him close to something that needs to be dealt with tonight. Thankfully they have all night she just needs him to back her up. First thing is first though, she needs to get his attention.

So first she fumbles a robbery three men are trying to do. She leaves it for him to clean up. She blew a kiss at the men as she left. Then she went running triggering a few silent alarms to catch his attention. It is her way of saying hello and come find me.

She needs him at her back soon. She is getting impatient. She needs his help tonight. She has waited on this information for too long. If she waits any longer people will be in danger. She can't let that happen and she doesn't trust anyone else to help her with this.

whydowescream:

When it was all over, some of the others had been a bit... dismissive. In the best possible sense. Like none of it mattered, since there was a bizarre magical anomaly. But Ruth couldn't think that. She couldn't pretend it hadn't been her. She'd been in there. Her words hadn't been made up of whole cloth by ... whatever that effect was. She couldn't disassociate from it.

All she could say was, "I'm so sorry."

young_swimmer:

Despite growing up not celebrating Christmas it had become one of Cait's favorite surface holidays. It wasn't because of the presents, though it was nice getting things, but it was because of the special tradition she had with Ty. They spent the morning exchanging gifts with the Titans and then the afternoon was theirs.

Ty made it snow outside as always and Cait formed an ice dragon. It was time for her knight to save the princess from the ice dragon.

loveontherocks:

By locking on to Saishu again, Heather had been able to lead Andy and Lenny to Cindy, Harry, Jess, and Saishu.  With the flying members carrying the non-fliers, they made their way back to the beach.  Because, in the face of all logic, Ganthet was still there and who knew what the Controllers were doing to him.

As they came in from the air, it turned out to be fairly bad.  Strung up by his arms and legs by Effigy flames, one of the Controllers--there were only two of them remaining now--blasted him with bolts of cosmic energy.  His red cloak was singed, his blue skin blackened in places.  And he was screaming.

"Uh... plan?" Heather asked.

miss_flexible:

Monitor duty was never really very much fun, but someone had to do it. And today, that someone was Annie. And as someone who'd just returned to the JLA from a little leave of absence, she naturally had a few monitor duty shifts to make up for. Unfortunately, unless there was a chance of impending doom, monitor duty was one of the most boring things in pretty much the entire world.

Annie twirled around in her chair, blowing a lose strand of hair out of her face. She really should've brought her Kindle Fire with her.

feelmypride:

Some of the best coffee shops around were, from Robert's experience, in Italy.  He was currently sitting down at one such coffee shop in Florence, Italy, patiently waiting for Jai to meet him there.  It was normal for Robert to settle in early, given that Jai would be the first one to arrive everywhere else for the rest of the day.  Minutes passed by as he sat there, reading a Stephen King novel while waiting for 12 PM.

crossbow_bat:

Maria was in the gym at Wayne Manor taking her frustrations out on the heavy bag. Fists pounded the bag, each strike harder than the last. Anger fueled her punches. Her hands were hurting, even though they were taped up, but she didn't seem to notice. She would pay for it later, but right now the bag would pay.

dc_media:

"Welcome to Gotham Evening News, this is Harris Stevens with a breaking news report. After years of confinement within Arkham Asylum, Warren White, aka the Great White Shark, is being released. According to reports doctors had been keeping track of a steady improvement of White's mental stability. Doctors from metropolis and Star City have also been brought in, confirming Mr. White's newfound sanity. This scene was taken today at the doors of Arkham."

The view shifts from the newsroom to the doors of the infamous asylum. Several guards escorted a pale-skinned man, bereft of hair, a missing nose, and filed-down teeth. In contrast to the fearsome appearance the man gave, he looked calm and at peace, seemingly overwhelmed by being outside Arkham's walls.

"Mr. White's attorney has said that his client intends to reimburse the families of all those he stole from years ago, as his first step towards true penance. Given the history of incidents with released patients, Mr. White will remain under a period of outside observation to make certain his rehabilitation is genuine. We will keep the public appraised of the situation."

veryperceptive:

The turnovers at this diner were still delicious. Not, of course, Uncle Jed's level of deliciousness, but delicious. He and Zoe were, for once, actually talking about academics on one of their 'study sessions,' because, well, broad daylight. Less chance to break out the stick and whatever Zoe wanted to practice her markswomanship with.

angryarcher:

Sam was headed to one of the local shopping centers in Star City to investigate some reports of strange goings on there. The reports sounded almost to strange for him to believe which was why he was going to check them out. Plus they sounded like they would be kind of funny to watch happen.

Stairs going wild and the like all seemed pretty entertaining to him.

first_son:

The JLA has a tendency to go all out for the holiday - and the younger generation isn't an exception. Jon has been working much of the day to get the decorations up around the base. Which says a great deal about just how decorated it gets, considering he's been doing most of it at super speed, and is only now starting to slow down and get to the detail work, with the big stuff done.

just_a_stranger:

Victoria Craft was annoyed.  And she was annoyed because she was perplexed.  Confusion was not, by her nature, something she experienced often.  Joy, frustration, annoyance and exasperation (usually when dealing with Zachary), serenity, happiness, pride, these things came easily enough and were part of her life.

But there was very little that outright confused Victoria Craft, and she found the current situation of the world rather annoying.  The forces of magic were... at large in the world in a way which seemed to make no sense.  In the past two weeks, she had made contact with more than a dozen magical users of her acquaintanceship, and of those, four of them had been... not in their right heads.  One a minor practitioner of Order magics who read palms in Greenwich Village, a chaos magic using brother and sister who'd found themselves at odds, and an Order user who kept a magical library whom she'd had to prevent from destroying his own books.  She'd been able to help them fight off the influence, briefly, but had been forced to subdue them for the time.

And even Terrance Thirteen had been calling, sayings that instances of psychotic breaks seemed to have been up, with people blaming rubbish magic.

Neither of her... charges, so to speak, were necessarily fitting of the pattern, but magic always seemed to attract magic wherever it was.  She would feel safer with Mina and Salome where she could keep an eye on them.

The first leg of her journey first brought her to Mina's doorstep, where she knocked.

wayofthecanary:

Sin did a lot of charity work around the holidays. Of course, she did charity work all year round, but it seemed that during the Christmas season, she was at her busiest. Sin was involved in several charitable organizations, and helped her father organize charity events for Queen Industries. The corporate lifestyle wasn't for her, but Sin enjoyed helping people.

Today, she was working at the Star City Youth Center, organizing presents for their upcoming Christmas party. Sin was running the event itself, but she was currently organizing donations that had been sent in over the course of the weekend. She was happy with the amount of presents that they'd received so far. A lot of the kids that came to the center after school to play and hang out didn't have much, so Sin knew they'd be happy getting that new doll that they wanted, or skateboard.

cantcatchme:

Iris had promised her mother she would go shopping with her this weekend and Iris wasn't about to break a promise to her mother. So she set aside her Sunday to spend it with Mom. Iris had some Christmas shopping to do anyway.

They hit downtown and walked through the retail district of small shops. Mom was in some candle shop and Iris waited outside. The overpowering smells often gave her a headache.

questionmark:

Detective Szasz was working very hard on his latest case. It was a tough case looking to what appeared to be a new crime lord trying to take over part of Hub City. He wasn't going to allow that to happen, at least not if he could help hit. His family had worked to damn hard trying to help make Hub City a better place.

He was investigating the area to get more details about what was going on there and trying to collect evidence. He wanted to make sure had a solid case before he tried doing any arrests.

crossbow_bat:

Bruce Grayson closed his briefcase and turned off the light on his desk. Another work day at Wayne Enterprise was done. Now it was time to go to his night job. He moved carefully as he made his way out of the office. His night job as Batman usually left his body bruised and sore which made moving around during the day challenging, but he wouldn't let Uncle Bruce down in the office or on the streets. He had a lot to live up to and a large cowl to fill.

young_swimmer:

Her Royal Highness Princess Caitria of Atlantis had spent her whole life in Atlantis and this was the first time her father had allowed her to visit the surface. She had dreamed of visiting the surface one day, but Father had wanted her to wait until she was an adult. He was worried she wouldn't be able to protect herself, so Cait had spent years learning hand to hand combat and learning how to use her hydrokinetic powers. She knew Arthur had been a superhero and a member of the Justice League, Cait had no aspirations. She just wanted to learn more about the surface. She would have to deal with the surface dwellers once she became queen.

Today she was in San Francisco visiting the aquarium and attending a benefit for an environmental charity.