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The call has gone out to all members of the League, active and reserve, and those on the Watchtower are already filing into the meeting room. There will be those who cannot attend but there should be as many people here as possible.

Things have been stagnant since the Tribunal last year, the League is ever more reactionary and less proactive. Dr. Light and Slade are running their own organizations and how has it come so far that the other side is organized and the League is drifting?

It doesn't matter, today they will brief the League on what has happened and they will move on. It's time to finish the healing begun a year ago.
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Date: 2006-08-16 07:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_man_of_steel_/
After a quick check-in with his wife, Kal-El sits waiting for the meeting to start. It's both odd yet relieving that the chair is no longer his - but with everything going on right now, it's probably best the chair is in good hands.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katavatar.livejournal.com
As is his way, Hawkman stands, arms crossed, over the meeting table, rather than taking a seat.

He's not certain he deserves a seat, as yet. Also, it allows him to loom.

He's good at looming.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theotherlantern.livejournal.com
And the "other" Hawk gets a pat on the shoulder from the "other" Green Lantern. Wordlessly approving of his presence.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleet-feet.livejournal.com
The Flash, however, has taken a seat. One, because he's still a little ginger from the injuries, despite the speed-heal. Two, he's the goddamned Flash.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plazmania.livejournal.com
Plaz has taken a seat next to Flash. Because he's the goddamned Plastic Man.

Doesn't have the same ring.

Not that he cares. He's stretching an arm down to the commissary to try and snag some donuts.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reducing-ray.livejournal.com
The Atom has resumed monitor duty, and is analyzing every piece of data available on the Enchantress.

He's glowering and noncommunicative, lost in his work.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] connor-hawke.livejournal.com
Connor, bow in hand, quiver on his back, but mask off, signals for transport.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com
Jesse gives Flash a once-over, a brow raised, as she takes the seat on the other side of him from Plaz.

And avoids deftly the outstretched arm.

"Here," she murmurs, putting something in a styrofoam container in front of Wally. Not coffee, no, that's for her. It's a triple-thick peanut butter cup milkshake from Supersonik's.

Date: 2006-08-16 07:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mari-mccabe.livejournal.com
Vixen trudges into the room and leans against the wall. She's still a little battered and bruised, but she's using all the animal abilities she can muster to heal herself and give her strength. She leans against the wall, a bit uncomfortable actually taking a seat, and waits, willing herself not to reach for a doughnut.

Date: 2006-08-16 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mari-mccabe.livejournal.com
Vixen smiles at Diana. It's a beautiful smile - one that's gotten her many campaigns - but nothing even close to the ones that grace Diana's face. "The hero in me wants to say that I'm feeling great, but the model in me wants to bitch about the burns and bruises," Mari says, only half-joking. She had to cancel a shoot because of it, but photo shoots aren't as important to her now as they used to be a few years ago. "But I'm good. Recovering. I heard you guys kicked lots of booty, though."

Date: 2006-08-16 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mari-mccabe.livejournal.com
Vixen's quiet for a moment. "Not a lot happened. I was there trying to find out how the Totem," Mari fingers the fox-shaped pendant around her neck. "is affecting my physiology, if at all, and to see if it's powers are more magic-based or science based. Next thing I know, all the power goes out. It seemed as though Dr. Light already knew I was there, because he tracked me down before I could exit the lab room that I was in." Vixen takes a shaky sigh and rubs a bandage across her left arm gently. "We got into it verbally, and I tried to jump him, but he used hard light against me. It was...weird. I'd never seen him like that before. He was practically out for blood."

Date: 2006-08-16 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleet-feet.livejournal.com
"You are alla time good to me, Steempy."

He's got it out and slurping it down immediately. But he's savoring it.

Date: 2006-08-16 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com
Steempy?

More pop culture references. When will she get used to that? Making a face, Jesse responds, "Just helping you keep your energy level up," and gives him another assessing glance. Business first. Questions about his health later. She uncovers her coffee and starts to drink.

Date: 2006-08-16 08:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mari-mccabe.livejournal.com
"Yeah. no kidding." Vixen's quiet. "He wanted payback. That's what he told me. That payback was a bitch. Much like I was." Mari shrugs and raises an eyebrow. "Funny. Five years ago, I might have felt victimized by that. Now, I just want to come up against him in a fair fight." Vixen shrugs. "Any idea what it was he wanted?"

Date: 2006-08-16 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fleet-feet.livejournal.com
Sometimes, admittedly, he enjoys saying things that go completely over her head. Keeps the mystery alive. Or something.

Slurp.

Date: 2006-08-16 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanternslight.livejournal.com
Hal sits, waiting. He wants to hear about this. He's just sorry Light's timing had been so bad... twenty minutes earlier or later, and he would have been there, too. But the Green Lantern was handling a natural disaster, getting people out of harm's way.

Date: 2006-08-16 09:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] plazmania.livejournal.com
Plaz catches the signal and flips the switch. Stretching across the room to do it.

Date: 2006-08-16 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] martian-manhunt.livejournal.com
J'onn stands in the corner, arms crossed, silently watching.

Date: 2006-08-16 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-winged-prayer.livejournal.com
Zauriel swoops soundlessly through the halls, landing at the entrance to the meeting room and heading in with a bounce to his stride. He is unarmored and he still looking rather battered from recent events. Despite this, he is practically glowing. It's not unusual to feel a sense of joy and goodwill when around Zauriel, but now the emotions all but radiate from the beatifically smiling angel.

Date: 2006-08-16 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com
Admittedly? The things that he says go over her head more often than he might know.

Sip.

Date: 2006-08-16 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] azure-avenger.livejournal.com
The is the first chance many of the other Leaguers have to see the new Blue Beetle - to all outward appearances, it might as well be a black and blue battlesuit, with Ted really inside. It even fidgets nervously as Ted's mannerisms bleed through the neural link.
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