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[kingofbrain.livejournal.com]

(This scene is a continuation of events from this scene.)

When Brainwave appeared, it was like something out of Beirut, or Iraq.

Or Kahndaq.

He knew the television feed went down, but there were dozens of reports at a "safe distance" away, still scribbling furiously.

And a warehouse was on fire and no one was doing anything about it.

He reached out.  This entire area had Mr. Mind's psychic stench all over it, but it was so pervasive that he wasn't sure if there was current mind control or not, or if Psimon was still in the vicinity.

No doubt, he needed some assistance.  He looks around, and notices a red-hooded figure.   He recognizes her as Omen, the Titans resident telepath.

And she looks...intent.  

Trying to be as subtle as possible, Brainwave attempts to find what exactly is going on.

Comments

[12thlevelmind.livejournal.com]

NO! YOU DON'T GET TO BE INDIGNANT, YOU THANAGARIAN CRETIN! YOU! HAVE! COMPLETELY! FAILED! YOU DO NOT PASS BLAME! YOU ARRIVED ON THE SCENE AND PRACTICALLY ALL JUMPED AT THE OPPORTUNITY TO HAVE A KNOCKDOWN DRAG-OUT BRAWL, AND IT COST US VITAL GENETIC RESEARCH!

WE'VE GOT HUNDRED OF MILLIONS OF LIVES AT STAKE AND I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR YOUR PETTY EGO! GET IT TOGETHER OR HAND THE JOB OVER TO SOMEBODY WHO WILL, I DON'T CARE WHICH, BUT PICK ONE!

[katavatar.livejournal.com]

"THEN STOP TYING UP THE COMMS WITH YOUR POINTLESS SCREAMING AND GET BACK TO WORK, TWERL, AND WE'LL DO THE SAME!"

[12thlevelmind.livejournal.com]

Click.

[katavatar.livejournal.com]

He didn't know the name.

'Twerl' means, essentially, 'prick' in Thanagarian.

He hardly cares who he's offended right now. The point is, he's right. That's a painful truth.