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 2006-04-16 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
The slashes are dodged, barely; a bloody line now exists on her left thigh. "Flash and I got the 'pretender' stuff worked out, grasshopper."

A fist flies toward his face.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-16 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
And her hand lashes out, intent to capture his wrist. She wants that knife.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-17 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Jesse reels from the blow to her temple and the grip on Cicada's wrist loosens.

Not much.

"You irritate the hell out of me," she snaps, lunging for him again.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-17 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Jesse lets out a groan at the constriction around her waist. "How many of you jerks ARE there?" she mumbles, letting go of Cicada to fight against this new opponent.

[identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com 2006-04-17 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
The groan darkens; stars burst in her eyes.

Slade? Deathstroke, right?

"Can't...breathe..." she gasps, both hands on the flesh around her waist.