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Everywhere, All at Once
Fate, finding mystic allies lost or fallen at every turn, reaches out his mind to ascertain the well-being of as many of his colleagues and compatriots as he can, as well as to advise the members of the Justice League and the Justice Society what's happened to date.
His mind touching the minds of his allies is like a rainfall of information and images: Shining Knight fallen, Zauriel fallen. The Wizard attacked. The Spectre out of control. Felix Faust being tortured. Blue Devil replaced with a spy.
"Who else?" He asks, reaching out his mind, searching to find what he's missed. The Ragman is missing. He can see that now. Boston Brand does not walk this plane. He searches for Jason Blood, and finds nothing. Nightmaster? Nothing.
"Where are they?"
His mind touching the minds of his allies is like a rainfall of information and images: Shining Knight fallen, Zauriel fallen. The Wizard attacked. The Spectre out of control. Felix Faust being tortured. Blue Devil replaced with a spy.
"Who else?" He asks, reaching out his mind, searching to find what he's missed. The Ragman is missing. He can see that now. Boston Brand does not walk this plane. He searches for Jason Blood, and finds nothing. Nightmaster? Nothing.
"Where are they?"
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"With the Spectre gone mad, and evil powers gathering talismans of magic, have you considered the disposition of the Spear, Hector Hall?"
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Her frown grows dark as she considers the damage the Spectre can conceivably do where he is.
"I don't know if we dare risk it."
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Or it could be helpful as tits up as everythings gotten.
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"We're mighty short on allies." Not that she doesn't know that, she can count up strengths the same as he can.
"Might be time for somethin' dramatic an stupid on our behalf."
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Next thing she knew her head was in her hand. She's a bit surprised at herself but tells herself she's just tired...being held hostage is hard work and all that. Then her world spins. Just a little and briefly but enough for her to blink widened eyes and grip the arms of her chair until her knuckles turned white.
She waits for it to pass, which thankfully it does, then shakes her head a bit before grumbling under breath about wanting a drink. She hopes the others are too preoccupied with making plans and scheming to have noticed as she makes for the bar and helping herself to a shot of scotch.
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"You've been hanging out with Constantine too long."
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"Probably."
Her eyes close as she takes a deep breath and swallows against what remains of her disorientation.
"They got a plan yet?"
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"You ok?" She looks over at the other mystics.
"Not yet, I don't like the look on their faces though."
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"The last thing they'll be expectin' is somethin' this stupid. It'll keep em busy long enough for you all t'play rescue squad for the spear. Just don't bollocks it up, not really wantin' my guts strewn over half of north america if he catches me."
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"Something this redundant."
She draws a deep breath in through her nose before refilling the shot glass again. She's not going to react like he did, not like he did. Gee, she's gaining new mantras a lot today.
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"Needs t'be done. An out of all of you I'm the one with the record to really piss him off." Putting spells on his dad tying him to a rotting cat, making sure he was bound to hell, demon blood and a million other small crimes the Spectre would love to punish.
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He's not feeling self righteous, he's feeling more like losing his lunch but that'll pass as the adrenalin hits.
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"You an Rose get me back there while the others are lettin' him out."
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Hector, Hector - you could have asked earlier, you know.
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"Shade?"
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Someone is staring at her. Hell a lot of someone's are staring at her...and they aren't alive.
A chill walks up her back and she crosses her arms resisting the urge to look around.
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"Is there soemthing amiss, Miss Masters," she says, but something on her face already makes it clear she knows the answer, if not what exactly.
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"Getting a bit bloody crowded in here with dead folks."
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"I have made arrangements for the Spear. It will join you as you engage Wotan. Tefe Holland, our friend and I will journey to free the Spectre (http://community.livejournal.com/jla_watchtower/947523.html)."
He nods.
"Good luck, my friends."