Presenting ... The All-Star Squadron!
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As the chatter dies down, Liberty Belle takes the podium. Even after a couple years of doing this, her breath always catches when she looks out at this assemblage.
"All right, everybody," she says, casting a glance absently at Johnny Quick. "Settle down. According to Black Canary and the JSA. we have a serious problem on our hands. Bulletman, a mystery man from Fawcett City, has been beaten to an inch of his life by Capt. Nazi, who seems to be active on U.S. soil. And to make matters worse, Zatarra's old enemy, The Wizard, stopped Capt. Nazi from finishing the job, and warned us that ... and I'm quoting here ... 'Hell is coming to America.'"
She looks around at their faces ... confusion, concern, uncertainty --- all of that, yes. But also determination, courage. Not a one of them is shaken by this news.
"So the question is," she says. "What do we do?"
"All right, everybody," she says, casting a glance absently at Johnny Quick. "Settle down. According to Black Canary and the JSA. we have a serious problem on our hands. Bulletman, a mystery man from Fawcett City, has been beaten to an inch of his life by Capt. Nazi, who seems to be active on U.S. soil. And to make matters worse, Zatarra's old enemy, The Wizard, stopped Capt. Nazi from finishing the job, and warned us that ... and I'm quoting here ... 'Hell is coming to America.'"
She looks around at their faces ... confusion, concern, uncertainty --- all of that, yes. But also determination, courage. Not a one of them is shaken by this news.
"So the question is," she says. "What do we do?"
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:49 pm (UTC)A roll-down map of the world on the side wall unfolds with a sudden snap.
"I'd hurry if I were you," he says, as the map catches flame and then, just as suddenly extinguishes, an X left burnt into a patch of the Pacific ocean. "There are some predators that will even haunt Hawks. As well I know."
And suddenly the lights cut out, and the darkness is filled with a maniacal laughter. There's a flurry of activity as heroes struggle to find the switch, or to break the darkness with their own powers, but when the light returns, the Ghost is gone.
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-07 05:55 pm (UTC)He touches his fingers to the map, as though reluctant to give voice to the concern in his head.
"This is contested territory here. And we know what happens if a mystery man with superpowers enters territory where Hitler holds sway."
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Date: 2006-03-07 05:57 pm (UTC)Hey, Dad? Your little girl never became a cop, but she's going to fight for her country. Hope I don't see you too soon.
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Date: 2006-03-07 06:00 pm (UTC)"We'll send two teams. One to the Pacific, and another to check in on Fate."
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Date: 2006-03-07 06:20 pm (UTC)"Stealth first, I would recommend. Our enemies led us to the Pacific, and thus we have to expect a trap. Our best chance is not letting them know WHEN we're coming... and hopefully not letting them know when we get there. Sending someone of power would trigger their alarms too easily."
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Date: 2006-03-07 06:47 pm (UTC)"Well, we could always make a little magic ourselves, y'know."
There go the brows again.
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Date: 2006-03-07 07:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-07 07:55 pm (UTC)The grin is defintiely cocky, but down to business.
"Send the Flash and I up there, and we'll cover a heck of a lot more ground that way."
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Date: 2006-03-08 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-08 11:31 am (UTC)He's being lighthearted, but he's not joking.
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Date: 2006-03-08 11:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-08 04:15 pm (UTC)Defeating the Flash would be no simple feat. I must put my scientific mind to work developing the strategy that would be needed to accomplish such an ominous task!
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Date: 2006-03-09 06:21 am (UTC)Of course his memory serves. He's Mr. Terrific!
"...That's open seas right there, but the Navy has a ship stationed nearby. I wonder if they're the target?"
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Date: 2006-03-09 06:24 am (UTC)Robtoman steps up, looks at the map, and puts his hand on Flash's shoulder.
"But in any case, I'm gonna come with, 'cause I don't have any powers, and if the Flash gets outta hand, they're gonna need some more muscle."