http://jla-villains.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jla-villains.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] jla_watchtower2006-04-15 01:09 am

In San Francisco, things are torrential

Jesse Quick has sent out the APB.

But right now, Titans Tower is on fire in half a dozen places, and the torrential storm overhead isn't stopping the fires nearly enough. Lightning sizzles through the sky, and well over a dozen flying figures soar around the Tower, surveilling it and occasionally blasting it with something. Many more are on the ground and in the Tower itself - parts of the Tower explode periodically as the violence escalates.

The Tower is under siege, and the Titans are fighting a losing battle.

But things change, and Weather Wizard turns his head and sees:


Incoming!

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-15 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"What...NO!" Jesse's eyes widen and she twists at the skeletal hand on her arm. "Dad? What...?"

This sort of assault works very, very well on a speedster. She's slowed down.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-16 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
Jesse can withstand a lot of attack from the outside...mental attacks are something different, especially ones out of the blue. One of her least favorite things in the world is confusion: she enjoys order, enjoys things making sense. Part of the math-loving accounting side of her.

She feels something hit her under the ribcage and tries to recoil.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-16 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
What the...

"Who are you?" she gasps before crying out sharply. Behind her goggles, hateful eyes stare out at her attacker, and she lashes out with her fist.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-16 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
If she were the sort to scream easily, the pain just inflicted would cause that sound. Jesse doesn't want to give him that pleasure. From one knee, doubled over in agony, her attention centers on the doll.

She mumbles her formula.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-16 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Tears form in Jesse's eyes as she tries to focus on the Speed Force, on the energy at her fingertips.

A red blur follows, and she is on Houngan with a fury.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-16 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
The doll? If it can be damaged, it's in tatters now.

She leans forward for a few seconds, catching her breath, and then goes back to work.