Chaos, thy name is Tara...
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After making an excuse to ditch Garfield, Tara frinds herself prowling the Tower. It's not the one she remembers in the East River, that's for sure. For one, this has a more sophisticated lab. Looks like Victor the Tin Can has a hobby these days.
The good thing about being a goddess - things bend around you, curve left when they should go straight. A tweak here and a tweak there...
Creep-o Kory And'r stalker, demented clown, Bat-Brat's least favorite gardner, some stick-up-her-ass Bible thumper, and a couple people that she could care less about. This "Dark Angel" character sure had a beef with the Titans to call out an army like that.
Not like Terra ever minds. She's going to finish what she startred, and no one else is gonna screw this up for her.
The good thing about being a goddess - things bend around you, curve left when they should go straight. A tweak here and a tweak there...
Creep-o Kory And'r stalker, demented clown, Bat-Brat's least favorite gardner, some stick-up-her-ass Bible thumper, and a couple people that she could care less about. This "Dark Angel" character sure had a beef with the Titans to call out an army like that.
Not like Terra ever minds. She's going to finish what she startred, and no one else is gonna screw this up for her.
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:19 pm (UTC)Bette had a point after all. Not that she couldn't pick most locks but the high tech stuff was over her head for the most part.
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:23 pm (UTC)Time to figure out another tactic.
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:31 pm (UTC)"What is the issue?" He asks, still imtating Smith.
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-03 07:49 pm (UTC)Any ideas Bette? Or is it time to head for the hills?
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:52 pm (UTC)"Ready to run, though..."
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Date: 2005-12-03 08:01 pm (UTC)Terra's starting to get a first-class headache. Clown outside her skull, clown inside her skull.
And still no clean shot.
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Date: 2005-12-03 07:57 pm (UTC)He turns to Face.
We're going after the guy who was hassling you and Kory. We could really use the air support, so can you take care of Luum?
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Date: 2005-12-03 08:03 pm (UTC)"Cyborg...Vic, you know that I wasn't a team player before all this, but I've actually really been trying. It's just...difficult, to fit into a group and still be me."
At the moment Harley was giving the man the truth. Between her dislike of Dark Angel's plan and wanting to get back at Ivy for her and her precious Society snubbing Mister J, Harley had been trying to play nice.
It just didn't always work.
"Terra was acting odd though! I mean, she was saying she was a goddess and calling the Titans the Superhero Osmund Family. She said something about trashing the place and finishing the job she started!"
This next part really tastes bad on her tongue though. She was going to have to scrub her mouth out with soap or something. "I just...I just want to help people."
Gag. Could she get anymore pathetic?
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Date: 2005-12-03 08:07 pm (UTC)Any truth to that, Terra?