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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?"

Date: 2006-07-31 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laughing-mage.livejournal.com
"He's not goin' t'stay in there forever luv. An he's hurtin' Tefe the longer he does. If he's goin' t'get out anyway I say we direct the storm an not wait t'see which way it's goin' to blow." He lights the cigarette he's been playing with.

"Otherwise we could all be gettin' it straight up the arse while tryin' to get our wits about us."

Date: 2006-07-31 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jla-goldenage.livejournal.com
"The Spectre and The Spear of Destiny," says Rose, furrowing her brow. "Frankly, I can't think of a recipe to make this situation any more explosive."

She throws up her hands in frustration.

"But I'm out of ideas."

Date: 2006-07-31 09:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laughing-mage.livejournal.com
"Bite your tongue. Wisdom ain't got nothin' t'do with it."

He takes a deep drag on the silk cut.

"We get him t'follow someone there, someone he desperately wants."

Date: 2006-08-01 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zatanna-z.livejournal.com
She had a moment of thinking Not me. Not this time. And then the lightbulb flickered to life above her head.

The shot glass thunks to the bar, not quite being slammed down, and she glares silently at John.

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