JLA Watchtower (Archive)

Arisia has the ring examine the whisps of smoke to see if they might be a problem going forward. She also lowers herself to the ground near Zinda. "Well. This is pleasant."

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"I love mad scientists. Always with the flair for the dramatic."

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"Most people settle for a door chime," she notes, relaxing the firing stance she'd taken when the door had slammed closed behind them to take a look around. "Well, in for a penny, and all that."

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With a firm hand on her tuchus, Plaz scoots his head up to Arisia.

"If your ring can find me a crack or something, I can squeeze myself through and see if I can't open the door from the other side."

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Arisia nods and starts scanning for something that Plaz might be able to slide through. "I'll see if there is anything I can find for you."

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"Well, we wanted to get in. We're in. Might as well make the most of it. We gotta find this whackjob's stuff, right?" She moves away from the others, looking down the passageway.

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Cassie frowns, then lifts silently into the air once again to assess the now-blocked opening. She rests a hand on the cold metal doors as if she can gauge their thickness by touch alone. "If it comes to it, I could probably kick it out." She caught a jet once, after all.

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"I figure we can get out, but let's cross that bridge when we come to it - we're in, we might as well check the place out, right?"

The still-cloaked Beetle advances down the corridor, looking for signs of life.

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Arisia scans the door, "There is a gap, if Plaz needs to use it. There are a lot of different ways to get out of here." The ring's light starts to scan back down further into the complex.

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Bronze Tiger just held back while the Leaguers and the Soceity folks and whoever else was along for this little joyride figured out how best to breach the door.

They'd get it solved soon enough.

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Zinda isn't concerned about it -- Green Lanterns have dealt with more than a blocked doorway in the past. She's more interested in the mission, and that's to find this lunatic's lab. She follows Beetle, heading down the hallway and away from the entrance.

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The teenager isn't that worried either. Satisfied for now, she turns from the door and flies to catch up with the older blonde and the robot.

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Plaz'll catch up.

Carefully, he shrinks a tendril of himself small enough to slither through the opening Arisia pointed out to him.

Yes, his hand is still on her bum.

Then, suddenly, his body tenses, then hands frantically slap flat on the door, and he pushes against it to pull his head back out.

POP!

Bowling over backwards, he hits the ground.

"There's a Bumble in there!"

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Arisia squeaks as his hand moves away from her quickly, "What, what?"

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"The Yeti! A big Yet-lookin' Bigfoot! And this Bumble wasn't bouncin'!"

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"Really?"

Arisia is tempted to go over there and look out. Then again, they have things they need to do in here. "Something to keep in mind when we need to leave here. Must have been impressive." The elfin woman grins at him just a bit.

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"Played my cabeza like a bongo. And smelled like Sex Panther cologne. Yeesh. Let's NOT open that door if we don't have to."

An arm wraps around her waist, hand once again on her bum, as he pulls himself to his feet.

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"Sex Panther?" Arisia places a hand on Plaz's arm. It isn't reproachful, it is more returning a touch for a touch. Plaz finds her attractive and she doesn't at all mind that he displays it. It would be stranger to her if he didn't.

"Good plan. We'll take a different way out."

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"Y'know, Sex Panther. Sixty percent of the time, it works every time."

A big silly grin, as he looks forward to her trying to figure out the math on that one.

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Arisia frowns at him a little as she tries to figure that out. "What does that mean?"

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"It means you're undressing me with your eyes right now. Please, we've gotta keep this professional. The gubmint's watching"

A big, exaggerated wink.

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"Y'all better hope this guy don't got hidden cameras around here. Who knows what he likes to watch on his downtime?" Zinda's playful reproach drifts back to the other two from somewhere down the corridor. "You should check this place out. We got ourselves a regular retro interior decorator down here!"

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"No kidding," Cassie murmurs as she floats along, her feet just above the ground - which is now covered by vast expanses of expensive-looking Persian rugs. They're now in a large kind of living area, decorated in rich dark velvets and dotted with antique Victorian furniture; upholstered plush armchairs and coffee tables. Off of this area lead several hallways, leading deeper inside the complex. "This place is like something out of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker."

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"That anything like Wanda the Naughty Witch Girl?"

His body shifts into Hugh Hefner pajamas, with a pipe sticking out of his mouth, with how fancy this particular den is.

"Do we call split-up time now, and see what we can dig up? Dibs on the Blackhawk."

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She rolls her eyes at Plaz's remark. "I don't know if splitting up's a good idea. This place -- " and you, for that matter, "-- gives me the creeps."

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Zinda smirks. "I don't see the harm in it, sug, 'long as each group takes a heavy hitter. How about we make it two groups, so we all don't get too stretched out around this place?"

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"Suggetsions on who goes with who?"

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"Bluebie, Wondy and Riz one way, Me, Zindtastic and the fed another way? Hell, I can be on both teams, technically, depending on how far down these halls we wind up going... "

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"Plastic Man, giving ME two of the three blondes? Clearly, you've been replaced by an imposter. You're really Ralph, aren't you?"

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Eel scoffs, but his face shifts into something resembling Ralph's, twitchy nose included.

He's even got Ralph's voice down.

"It's elementary, Beetle. Arisia's the heavy-hitter that's not me, and Wonder Girl is underage - and the government is watching," he says, nose twitching towards Turner.

Then he drops the look and shudders. "Man, I can't do that for long, because then I think of how much of Sue I saw when she popped out her kid and I need to floss my brain."

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Zinda chuckles as she breezes past. "Works for me, hon." She looks around at the myriad hallways that lead away from the current anachronistic space. "Should probably try to keep an order to this. We'll take the leftmost and work our way around."

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Arisia gives a brief look to Zinda and then Plaz, a thoughtful expression on her face before she starts to head toward the right. "I'll make sure to use the ring to keep us all in contact."

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"Cool beans, Babealanche from Outer Space. Holler if you need some day-savin'."

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The teams split up down their chosen hallways. But before they've reached the first room, metal doors similar to the one that sealed the cave's entrance slam down to block off the mainhall from which they came. The lights flicker like so many strobes then solidify with a solid, yellow light.

Throughout the "house", within the walls, the sound of gears and other mechanicals hums can be heard. Ominous thumps and clunks echo through the hallways.

Then all is still once more.

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Arisia makes sure that her mental connections are still intact, muttering to herself, "It certainly seems someone is taking a page directly from the mad scientist's handbook."

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