Greta accepts the hand gratefully, starting to realize what just happened.
I *was* dead. It wasn't just a dream or something.
"My friends are here?" she asks in confusion. "The last thing I remember was being on the Watchtower. I mean, the last thing I remember before I- I mean, before I was-"
Greta looks up from her hands and her eyes widen. "You were there. Does this mean I can change back and forth, or am I going to go back to being all misty again?"
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Date: 2006-11-27 01:42 am (UTC)I *was* dead. It wasn't just a dream or something.
"My friends are here?" she asks in confusion. "The last thing I remember was being on the Watchtower. I mean, the last thing I remember before I- I mean, before I was-"
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Date: 2006-11-27 01:47 am (UTC)"You overestimated Darkseid's power, Greta. You are as you were."
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