Fly me to the moon

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

Conrad Laughlin was a man on a mission.  More than anyone besides his specialists knew of.  The Justice League's Watchtower satellite required minute-by-minute updates and maintenance.  This is not something normally handled by its members, so tech support is always moving through.  

The background check is well and truly exhausting.  One day's work requires a month of informational requests, as well as interviews with family, and what appeared to be a "spirit sniffing" from a rhyming gargoyle.  That was the strangest part of the entire day so far.  The fact Laughlin's packed lunch now bore the faint smell of brimstone was just an added bonus. 

He wasn't able to bring any of his own tools as everything necessary would be provided by the League staff, and a schematic as to what he'd be facing was completely out of the question.  Conrad was working blind here, but when your client bases itself on universal security, its a moot point. 

Turning to the worker next to him in a rather bright orange (with garish blonde work-boots), he spoke quickly.  "If the pay for this wasn't ridiculous, I'd almost do it for the sights.  Where are you out of?"

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[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

She knows what the secondary defense for the Tower does and so when Diana materializes on the teleporter she is already holding her breath.

First order of business -- breathing mask. Flying to the closest stash, Diana pulls out a mask and quickly fits it to her face.

Over comms, she says, "Watchtower, report in - who is on site?"

[azure-avenger.livejournal.com]

"This is Beetle. I've got eyes on Girder - he's trying to smash his way into the Monitor Womb. Might be a little heavy for my robot to handle on its lonesome."

That doesn't mean he can't try, though - leaping into action, he lets the stealth systems go idle as he uses the weapons arm to deliver a blast of super-cooled gas at the villain's face.

[i-mace-u.livejournal.com]

Another person materializes almost behind Diana. Carter had gotten the transmission from Kip as he was heading for Chicago and decided to redirect here. He had hoped he still had access to the comms. He grabbed a mask and nodded toward Diana.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

A few keystrokes on a nearby computer, and Diana confirms that Hawkman has been given access to comms.

"We will head in your direction, Beetle. I do not know how clear the hallways are, so we may be delayed."

A salute to Carter, and she's off down one of the halls, headed towards the monitor womb.

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

"Well now!" Dr. Polaris, floating down the corridor on his search for the fabled trophy room, finds himself bumping into Wonder Woman and Hawkman, and he's arrogant enough to think he stands half a chance.

"I control magnetic fields you know. I wonder how much metal is in your weapons and armour!" Polaris flips his hand, hoping to make the two heroes rocket into the ceiling.

[jla-miscreants.livejournal.com]

As Polaris flips the magnetic field on its head, a speedster blurs down the corridor, shrieking with glee. After Dr. Light released him, Savitar knew his first course of action would have to be to find the teleporters, but this station is practically a maze.

He's about to zoom past Wonder Woman when a deafening boom makes him trip and skid along the floor, coming to a temporary halt. Clock King's bomb has gone off.

[i-mace-u.livejournal.com]

Carter instinctively lets go of the mace, as it has more standard metal properties that would be affected by Polaris' magneticHa field.

The Nth metal that's actually on him, however, is another story...its alien properties not so easily manipulated.

Before Hawkman can counterreact to Polaris, he sees this other individual stumble at the sound of the explosion. Judging from the entrance, he was either a speedster or had other invisibility/transport powers, and that could be problematic.

He leaves his feet and propels himself right towards the ribcage area...if he makes full impact he should be able to make a few ribs snap.

It's been far too long.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

Diana doesn't rocket towards anything, ceiling or otherwise, and fixes Polaris with a level stare.

"God-forged metal, Polaris. You have no power over me." A glance over to Hawkman to assure that he has the speedster covered, and then she's moving towards Polaris.

She fully intends to bounce him against the nearest bulkhead.

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

Emerson frowns behind his visor as he realises his powers are doing very little to Wonder Woman, and struggles to maintain his footing when the explosion goes off somewhere in the Watchtower.

Deciding to take some proactive action, he pulls at the metal in the walls and floor instead. "If I cannot batter you, I will crush you in a vice!" He backs away from Diana as he draws his magnetic field tight around her.

[jla-miscreants.livejournal.com]

Savitar shrieks as a number of ribs break under Hawkman's boot, but his super-speed allows him to heal as quickly as he's injured. Generating a forcefield of speed energy around him by vibrating rapidly, he leaps to his feet, crackling with electricity.

"I'llrunringsaroundyoupatheticbarbarian!!" Savitar starts sprinting around Hawkman over and over, trying to cause a centrifugal force that disorientates the hero, and deprives him of oxygen.

[i-mace-u.livejournal.com]

He's trying this against a man that's served with the one who originated this trick for over half a century. So he knows what to look for. The fact that his eyes are as sharp as his namesake doesn't hurt either.

He waits until he just begins to feel the effects of Savitar's trick...then strikes, placing his fist at where Savitar WILL be rather than where he is, ready for the follow-up before he has time to heal.

[jla-miscreants.livejournal.com]

Savitar may have accelerate speed, healing and brain function, but it's not much when compared to the strength of Hawkman when he's particularly irritable.

Repeatedly battered, the speedster crashing to the ground moaning. Then he blinks, and he starts vibrating at such a rate that a force field begins to expand around his body.

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Standing at the end of the corridor looking somewhat dour as he watches the walls and then the ceiling and floor try and compress around Wonder Woman, and observes Hawkman stomping the snot out of Savitar, Dr. Light raises an eyebrow. "My, my. A regular little orgy we have here, don't we?"

If the Martian Manhunter's not here, Light is not afraid. If the Martian Manhunter's not here, Light is free to do whatever in hell he wants. "Burn. To a cinder." Closing his eyes, he projects rapidly blinding light with increasing heat down the corridor at Hawkman, Wonder Woman, the Rainbow Raider, Savitar and Dr. Polaris.

[beware-my-power.livejournal.com]

"In Brightest Day, in Blackest Night... No evil shall escape my sight."

The corridor is bathed in a green glow, and that ambient light is being absorbed, suddenly.

"Playtime's over, Doc."

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Possibly the most hated villain on the Watchtower snarls at the Green Lantern, and raises a hand, projecting another beam of white hot light at him. "Playtime's just begun, you smug bastard."

[i-mace-u.livejournal.com]

In the time it takes Savitar to start to generate the force field, Hawkman has his mace back....and sees Light down the hall.

Eyeing Savitar, he rears back and lets loose with a swing. He doubts it will crack Savitar's field...but that's not the point.

He wants to see if he can bounce Savitar off of Dr. Light, down the hallway. That's why he swung the mace HARD...he's pretty sure it won't kill Savitar with the force field up...

[jla-miscreants.livejournal.com]

Savitar's eyes widen from behind his golden mask. He's about to shout out for Hawkman to stop when the mace connects and he goes flying past the Green Lantern and into Dr. Light.

[keystonesfinest.livejournal.com]

"And if that doesn't work, call in a backup." Rainbow Raider becomes visible in the hold area, dialing down his light refractions. He turns a knob on the visor, switching from cameoflague to attack-mode.


Having looted a few of the JLA personal quarters and with a sack of marked lacy undergarments in hand, he unleashes a orange colored beam at Wonder Woman.

[spirit-of-truth.livejournal.com]

The metal clangs around Diana, wires dangling here and there from where they were ripped from their housing.

Almost immediately she begins to attempt to pry apart the metal, causing it to shriek and bend.

A quick duck and the orange colored pings harmlessly from the metal behind her head.

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

Polaris grimaces. "I'm teamed with Rainbow Raider? Fan-tastic.."

If the walls won't crush the Princess, maybe the floor and the ceiling will! God love the Justice League for making a moonbase with so many magnetic metals in its structure. Clapping his hands together, Polaris tries to make a Wonder Woman sandwich.

[zauriel1971.livejournal.com]

A blast of lightning and suddenly Zauriel is there holding his sword of fire towards Polaris, "You'd better reconsider your move Polaris..."

The angel is not happy to see Wonder Woman being a target - he did after all have a crush on her at one point. His voice thunders with the authority of heaven itself.

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

"Oh, very well." Polaris's voice drops an octave, as if he's suddenly disheartened. "I guess I surrender." He raises his hands quickly, drawing the floor up with them as he smiles behind his mask.

Whether you're an archangel or a Princess, being compressed between a ceiling and a floor is bound to hurt.

[zauriel1971.livejournal.com]

Zauriel braces the two places and pushes hard. It manages to arch over him and Wonder Woman both. It's cramped quarters. It stops and Zauriel says, "You had your warning..." he unleashes a spray of fire at Polaris from his sword...

[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

Polaris embraces the flames that roll over his metal armour. "Doubly durable synthetic steel, courtesy of Luthor technology." Polaris smirks, and concentrates fully on trying to squash the two heroes between ceiling and floor.

[zauriel1971.livejournal.com]

Zauriel smiles, "Maybe that's enough for just regular fire, but this is holy fire from heaven itself - your puny armour is no match for it!"

Zauriel turns up the heat of holy fire and it is white hot with the intensity of the flame...