The Speech

[middle-amazon.livejournal.com]

This plot is on bendy time

The procession was uneventful. The stone podium in front of the Regent and the Regent's family awaits the wayward princess of the Amazons. Flanked by an honor guard of Titans magically able to breathe the water like air and survive the pressures of the deep and a council of those still proclaiming and interest in a kingdom falling apart at the seams.

This better be good - and she's not half as good as Diana.

"Regent. Lady Dolphin. Honored Council."

"As you and your people are aware, there was a great war on the surface between two great nations, Themyscira and the United States. This conflict was caused in part by the villain Circe and the War God of our -"

Water carries sound even faster then air. All heads turn towards the sound of rubble as the earth and water shake around them.

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[jla-atlantis.livejournal.com]

The Royal Avenue, once a procession of offices, elite housing, and public attractions, is now rubble. Dangerous chemical haze still lingers in the water. All around there is a sense of awe and fear at the surface dwellers and within that feeling there is sense, right or wrong, that the villains they fought were brought down to their kingdom and it lingers in the air, much as the poison does.

The Titans known as Raven and Omen can sense something else coming from the council seats - disappointment. Someone wished all of their deaths today and a handful of Atlantean lives were worth the effort of trying to kill this team.

[jla-forgotten.livejournal.com]

"Lady Tula." Arion turns to the ghost he knows is there. "I cannot stay long in this girl's body. My power even now is almost too much for her to bear and I must return to the other side. Listen well. A time of change is coming and the dawning of the Tenth Age holds much promise in correcting or destroying the fates of many. I knew of your plight when Garth was in my, charge but I could do nothing. I am sorry. Your heart shall know the way your soul is to go."

With that, the mage dissolves from Santana's body.

[santana-slade.livejournal.com]

Normally, when a ghost enters her body, Santana still has full control of her faculties, but with the entities powers and abilities. The fact that Arion overrode this, not through his machination, but through his sheer power, was shocking enough.

As he leaves, Santana looks at those around her...her eyes glazed.

"Oh snap..."

She then collapses in a heap.

[blackest-bird.livejournal.com]

Raven uses her empathy to seek out the source of the disappointment.

[3x2-9yz-4a.livejournal.com]

Jesse slows down and stops next to Santana. Kneeling down, she first checks to make sure Santana is still breathing, and then looks over at Nightwing.

Over the comms, she says, "She seems to be fine, but we should get her checked out. And..." Jesse looks around, seeming to finally see the resulting chaos of the attack. "Do they want us around to try to figure out how this happened?"

[-nightwing-.livejournal.com]

Nightwing is a short distance away kneeling in the morass of mud; his form partially oscured by the floating mud still settling around them after the fight. He's assessing Troia's condition, coming up with a mental checklist of her injuries. They don't seem life-threatening, but they -are- unpleasant. And Lily's disappeared -- he can only assume she's overextended herself in her efforts and needed to retreat.

He looks around them, gauging the mood of the scattered populace and of the team.

Not how he says eventually. Who.

[3x2-9yz-4a.livejournal.com]

"let's get these people cleared out, if we can, and then do some checking..." Jesse takes a look around and starts getting a sense of the general feelings from the crowd. In other words, the crowd is not feeling particularly friendly towards the group.

[-nightwing-.livejournal.com]

He doesn't look optimistic about that. If their mood was hostile to start with, it's likely to be downright riotous now.

I don't think anything we say right now is going to help matters. If anyone can make them listen, it's Garth.

Then he realizes Santana's down, too. Damn. He nods toward her.

Is Santana alright?

[3x2-9yz-4a.livejournal.com]

"I think so. Pulse seemed regular." Jesse continues to scan the crowd, looking specifically for Garth.