Paying a call on Fate
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jla_watchtowerDid someone just knock on the door? Her meltdown had ceased...just stopped, and she looked around quizically.
Did the phone ring? She got up from the table and wandered through the house. No. No messages and the front porch was empty. But she could have sworn something caught her attention and she was feeling an urge to go out. Someplace in specific but she didn't know where. That was enough for her.
She hurried upstairs to change her clothes, hesitating for a moment as something prompted her to dust off the costume. Odd...definately odd but she listened. Then it was a quick note to tell John she'd gone out to follow her nose, follow if he could...all assuming he came back before she did...and left the note taped to his carton of silk cuts in the fridge.
Double checking that she had her JLA comm and her cell phone tucked safely away she made her way back into the library and the wall she'd been using more often as a doorway. She squares herself in front of the wall then takes a deep breath.
"esaelp, meht ot latrop a nepO .em sllac enoemoS."
The portal flashes to life and she steps through...to the base of Dr. Fate's tower? What the...
She knocks...if there's a door to knock on.
Did the phone ring? She got up from the table and wandered through the house. No. No messages and the front porch was empty. But she could have sworn something caught her attention and she was feeling an urge to go out. Someplace in specific but she didn't know where. That was enough for her.
She hurried upstairs to change her clothes, hesitating for a moment as something prompted her to dust off the costume. Odd...definately odd but she listened. Then it was a quick note to tell John she'd gone out to follow her nose, follow if he could...all assuming he came back before she did...and left the note taped to his carton of silk cuts in the fridge.
Double checking that she had her JLA comm and her cell phone tucked safely away she made her way back into the library and the wall she'd been using more often as a doorway. She squares herself in front of the wall then takes a deep breath.
"esaelp, meht ot latrop a nepO .em sllac enoemoS."
The portal flashes to life and she steps through...to the base of Dr. Fate's tower? What the...
She knocks...if there's a door to knock on.
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Date: 2006-05-19 10:07 am (UTC)"I see. And I imagine it was the current Wotan who clawed at me in '43, when I sought out Kent Nelson. A series of lightning strikes then, not so much as to take out enemies, but to let them know he was back. He wants us to challenge him."