Fly me to the moon
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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.
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?"
Re: In the Watchtower Antechamber
Date: 2010-07-08 07:57 pm (UTC)In something of a trance, Mick follows Mardon through Mirror Master's portal back to Keystone City.
Re: In the Watchtower Antechamber
Date: 2010-07-08 07:59 pm (UTC)His telepathic powers reach McCulloch, and the portal is left open long enough for Grodd to dash through, before it seals shut.
Wait, SHUT?
Date: 2010-07-11 07:51 am (UTC)He's about a second too late, as Grodd passes through, but Bivolo's form bashes into the reflection.
"Wait! OOOF!" Raider tries to adjust the cracked lens on his goggles, before beating away at the image. "Cold!! What happened to this!? Let me through!"