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The Titans' arrival is silent and swift, determined and precise. Before the shadow of the jet falls over the state line, Nightwing is relaying the plan to the rest of the team.

"Starfire, flank the building and come around from the rear. Hit it hard, make sure they can't get out. Robin, hit the power on that place. Don't wait, Wonder Girl and Nightstar - get inside and do what you do best. Kid Flash, Jesse, you're looking for anything in there while they're being kept busy that can give us an edge on this damned virus. Omen, keep tabs on any magic users in there. Flamebird, Speedy, follow me in after the heavy hitters do their thing. We're on cleanup."

He pauses to check the instrumentation. "And whoever finds Light... make sure you hurt him."

Date: 2006-11-14 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] delphic-child.livejournal.com
Lilith has never been small. Not in mind. Not in presence. Not then. And certainly not now.

Keep telling yourself that.

She hits him hard and fast. There's nothing like a frontal assault while your opponent's busy gloating.

Date: 2006-11-14 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] monstersociety.livejournal.com
All conversation stops. She can feel him reel from that as she grows bigger in the battlefield of their minds.

Then...

It's too late, Omen.

She can see the reporters...feel Marcia's triumph...feel the pain of her family, their family, and beyond...

All I wanted was this. Dr. Light is a windbag. Enchantress is insane. I want out. I know how to get to you all too...Just like him.

His voice fades as one more inelegant burst attacks everything like an EMP pulse.

I don't care what happenens from here.

The problem is that the rage around them has built onto itself and the truth is clouded by fear and wounds. She can see the connects between them shaking - vibrating wildly like guitar strings.

And the warehouse is on fire...and no one cares

Date: 2006-11-14 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] delphic-child.livejournal.com
There are no words. There is merely the will. She reaches past the exterior as his words form in her mind. The knowledge is there. It has to be. Light is responsible for this. Light she shall have. She wades through the spite to find what she wants.

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