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mysterious-omen.livejournal.com

She really needed to stop disappearing for months at a time. That was Lilith Clay's first thought as she teleported back into her room at the Titans compound. She ran a hand through her straight, burnished copper mane and sighed. The last time she'd been here, she and Bette had had an interesting conversation, to say the least. To say the most...well, Lilith wasn't going to go there just yet. With her powers, Lilith generally had the ability to see how any one decision could potentially play out, and some of those futures were much less desirable than others. There was one thing that kept on blocking her visions, though, and Lilith couldn't find a way to see past it. Every time she tried, she was blinded by a bright, pulsing light.

I need to figure out what that is. And the truth was, she'd been trying. Lilith had gone to Nanda Parbat, she'd been to a tribe of magic practitioners in the Amazon, she'd been everywhere, but so far, the answer had eluded her. But I'm not here about that. In truth, she was here to see Bette, to see how her friend was doing. It had been awhile and...well, Lilith had her committments.

After a quick shower and change, she was standing in front of Bette's room, knocking politely, her mouth parted in a wide smile.

http://users.livejournal.com/_bird_of_flame_/

Bette had been watching the Australian Open but it had just grown frustrating. If things had been different, had something had gone differently, she would have been there right now. She could have... Well. The last thing she needs to do is sit around thinking about should have, could have, might have....

So, she's back in the gym but this time she can't seem to convince herself to throw herself around the uneven bars today.

She misses Jesse and Wally today.

It really sucks and she can't seem to escape it. So, she sits at the edge of the mat, looking up at the uneven bars, lost in thought.

mysterious-omen.livejournal.com

The warm, sweet scent of hot cocoa filled the kitchen of the Titans compound in Philadelphia late one night. Lilith Clay stood near the stove, patiently waiting for her cocoa to finish, and nibbled on an oatmeal chocolate chip cookie. There was a bright sparkle in her eye as she leaned against the counter, crossing her legs beneath her. Home. the Titans East compound was home. As much home as any place was in her gypsy-esque life. But this home...had the sense of family. It's why, no matter how far she strayed, she always found herself back here. Amongst the Titans.

The cocoa ready, Lilith poured herself a mug full, and dropped in a couple of marshmallows. Taking the plate of cookies along with her, Lilith snagged a seat and sighed contentedly. She'd only been back at compound for an hour, in which time she'd showered and gotten settled back in before coming down for cocoa. She hadn't come across anyone yet, but with the scent of cocoa swirling about, Lilith was sure it wouldn't be long before someone wandered into the kitchen. In fact, she was sure of it. That's why there was lots of extra cocoa on the stove.

lord-mordru.livejournal.com

The heroes of Earth had the temerity to assault him directly - that was not unexpected. That they had carefully planned to stall his mind-controlled minions, the Legion of Super-Heroes, was certainly not surprising.

That they had managed to rescue Saturn Girl and free the Legionnaires from his control was another matter entirely.

Now the elder Mordru stands near his younger counterpart, flanking a glowing orb of raw time, and rages against those arrayed against him.

"NO! This should not be happening - this was not the way it was foreseen!" Anger and desperation tinges his voice. "We'll kill you all!"

clear-thinker.livejournal.com

As the Legion Satellite materializes in the strange yellow-orange space around the Rock of Eternity, Lyle moves for one of the airlocks, taking with him the team assembled for the rescue of Dreamer, Saturn Girl, and Teth-Adam.

The shadow demons are already swarming to the attack on the satellite, Mordru appearing somewhat prepared for the assault.

"Allright, ladies and gentlemen, we're headed for the cave down there in the rock. Omen, if you can cloak our minds, I will handle making us all invisible if everyone will stay close. Triad and I will use Plastic Man as a platform to get everyone down there. I can't project the invisibility beyond myself for long, so let's move quickly."

delphic-child.livejournal.com

Truth be told, Lily has never felt entirely comfortable aboard the Watchtower. What few memories she has of this place are all unpleasant. Soul felt suffering, physical pain and suppressed fear reside here. They resonate through the halls, demanding to be heard and acknowledged. Old ghosts and unfinished business they are. She forces them aside as she enters the infirmary.

http://users.livejournal.com/_bird_of_flame_/

Bette Kane has a song in her head.

She's not sure where it came from exactly and she can't remember the words to the song. Something... Something about... a girl? And a beach, maybe? Hrmmmm.

It doesn't seem all that important, not really.

Except that the headache she's been having off and on has been coming back. She should really go see a doctor about that.

..... Nah. It's not that important. The very nice man with the hat will be here and he always seems to be able to make her feel better.

3x2-9yz-4a.livejournal.com

"Hey, it's Bette, I'm totally not here right now, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. Leave a message after the beep." BEEP

"Bette, it's Jesse. again. I'm starting to get a little concerned, since I've left you a million messages and you're not getting back to me. Call me, 'k? Doesn't matter what time. Just... call."

Jesse hangs up and looks down at the phone in her hand. Voice mail. Again. For the umpteenth time in what was definitely FAR too long for Bette to not be returning her calls.

"3x2(9yz)4a!" is whispered, and a moment later Jesse is at Titans East, heading for her office; opening her laptop, she pulls up a search window for Titans and Justice League info.

SEARCH: bette kane

No current results.

SEARCH: flamebird

1 result found.
Title: Opal City bank robbery

Jesse clicks on the link and starts reading through the report as it scrolls up on the screen. As it does, she begins to frown.

"This can't be right... Bette? Robbing banks? Can't be her..." Reading a little further, the frown deepens.
"OK, 'casting call for Legally Blonde 3'... that does sound like Bette. But a bad costume? That does not sound like Bette."

She pulls up her email and begins to compose an email to the Titans, East and West. Not sure if this will help, but it's a place to start -- Jesse's worried.

Current Location: Philadelphia

vic-stone.livejournal.com

The spell the pirates were using was simple. No one noticed the area where the base was. Most people would've sailed right by without a second thought. Thanks to the navigation system, they were able to get past the effect of the spell. And Vic finally noticed the base.

It was hard not to. It was a small island that formed around a now dormant volcano. It was also less than a half mile in front of them.

The moment the rocky coastline came into view, he brought the ship to a complete stop. The island may have only been a few square miles in area, but having all of that pop up right in front of him so suddenly was jarring.

It also made him wonder what else they hadn't noticed.

Radar and Sonar weren't picking up anything unusual, so he set forward at a slower speed. They needed to exercise caution.

"Kid Flash, Wondergirl, report in. You two seeing what I'm seeing?"

No telling if they were able to make it past the illusion as well.

middle-amazon.livejournal.com

This plot is on bendy time

The procession was uneventful. The stone podium in front of the Regent and the Regent's family awaits the wayward princess of the Amazons. Flanked by an honor guard of Titans magically able to breathe the water like air and survive the pressures of the deep and a council of those still proclaiming and interest in a kingdom falling apart at the seams.

This better be good - and she's not half as good as Diana.

"Regent. Lady Dolphin. Honored Council."

"As you and your people are aware, there was a great war on the surface between two great nations, Themyscira and the United States. This conflict was caused in part by the villain Circe and the War God of our -"

Water carries sound even faster then air. All heads turn towards the sound of rubble as the earth and water shake around them.

jla-extras.livejournal.com

The Titans vessel (modified beyond the intentions of the original shipwrights, thanks to Cyborg), heads north from San Francisco. Starfire, Wonder Girl, and Superboy are flying ahead, while Kid Flash is the vanguard scout. Thanks to the GPS location provided by Tempest, and Cyborg's navigational computer, their course should remain true until they reach the pirate base.

Although, as every Titan knows, many things can happen before they meet their foe....

starfire-kory.livejournal.com

Coming from a species of fliers, Koriand'r is accustomed to considering the currents of air as she travels. The differences in temperatures rarely matter to her, but on Earth she quickly learned to avoid the currents carrying pollutants or noxious smells.

Water currents, she tells herself, are not so different. More importantly, after studying one of the maps Lt. Farrow gave them at the briefing, she now believes she understands why the Pacific shipping lanes run as they do, and why the attacks are clustered thus.

"X'hal, the size of this ocean," she murmurs. They cannot simply hope to wander the shipping lanes and stumble upon these pirates. Much as she itches to fly a search pattern now, she has learned something of that human quality, patience: especially when she remembers the lessons of the Warlords of Okaara on how sometimes even righteous anger is not the best weapon to use.

violeteyedmage.livejournal.com

A large crowd surrounds the Atlantean palace. There are musicians playing ceremonial tunes. There are warm, welcoming banners.

The Amazons have come to Atlantis... or, at least, one of them has, complete with an honor guard.

Garth sits on his throne, aware of the looks he gets from the council... and ignoring them completely. This ceremony, welcoming the traditional Atlantean allies of the Amazons, is a ritual which should help establish his strength as a ruler.

He's already enchanted them to breathe underwater and withstand the depth pressure for as long as they remain down here. That wasn't a problem. His main concern now is that this event has the desired effect.

Dolphin leans over to him. "Why did you select them?" she whispers.

He turns back to her, nonchalant. "I didn't. They are the Amazon's choice... though I would agree that they make an excellent honor guard."

He turns to greet his friends.

jla-extras.livejournal.com

While the Titans have worked with the US Coast Guard before, receiving an official visit from a liaison is a much rarer experience. Lieutenant (junior grade) Emily Farrow arrives on time, looking crisp and professional in her service dress blues, and once the greetings and pleasantries are observed, the Titans escort her to their conference room.

The young officer wastes little time in beginning her presentation. "As you know, the situation in Cuba has been a major security concern for the Department of Defense as well as the Department of Homeland Security," she begins. "But we have our own security concerns on this coast, and the captain wishes to make use of all available resources." She gives the Titans a friendly smile. "That means reaching out to the Titans to assist us with our mission of maritime safety and security."

Her expression sobers. "In recent months, there've been reports of increased pirate activity just outside international waters and the California coast. In particular, container ships carrying export goods from Indonesia are being attacked. The cargo is rarely recovered, and the crews are either killed or held for ransom. As you can imagine, the economic consequences for US companies could be severe. But beyond that, piracy is considered another form of terrorism these days, and we're already starting to see a chilling effect in the Pacific. If this goes on, we could be facing diplomatic as well as economic consequences." She looks at Cyborg and Starfire, then at the remaining Titans gathered around the conference table. "If you're willing to accept this mission, I am authorized to provide you with certain reassurances and assistance, mostly in the form of information."

fleet-feet.livejournal.com

It still seems strange, despite the brain spores, but he can't remember the last time he was actually on a date.

Logic says it must have been early in the relationship with Linda, before they were married and depressingly divorced. Jesse, well, he kinda fell into that. Bette - he still owes a dinner, actually. Fire, Zatanna, Zinda... those were one-nighters, really... even if he did stretch the thing with Zatanna into a few days. Something about magic nooky just works, and she seemed to need to be treated well after that jerk Constantine.

So it's weird to be here, at Titans West HQ, to pick Lilith Clay up for a date. It's like his adolescent wishes are becoming a reality a decade later. It's a bit surreal.

As he enters the tower, he takes stock of what's changed and what's still the same, on his way to Lilith's room...

middle-amazon.livejournal.com

...And promised to explain everything. Why he was on the surface rather than in his position as Regent of Atlantis. Why he had his son there, but no wife - and whatever case he had been working on. He had been on the trail of something. The older Titans would know the subtle signs of it: ducking questions, changing the topic, the look and feel of long hours cloaking him - all the while being reserved and polite.

The message had been specific. He needed his team, especially his old friends in on this one, because whatever it was he found was just that big. Maybe it's time we all found out what's been going on down there.

"Looks like I beat everyone here."

http://users.livejournal.com/_bird_of_flame_/

Bette's been getting this costume ready in secret for what feels like for forever and ever. Her partner in crime, Lily, has yet to show up but she'll be here. She's good at showing up on time for things.

The plan? Trick or Treat around both the Titans East and Titans West bases - and maybe a little further a field than that to make sure they get /everyone/. Even if only to see the looks on everyone's faces.

This might well be up there with the whole Riddler idea.

Maybe.

In her room, she looks herself over in the mirror, adjusting the skirt and her boots one last time.

I hope the wig I found for Lily works.

-nightwing-.livejournal.com

He's on his way home across the rooftops -- at top speed. Babs didn't sound so good over the comms, and now he's wondering what the hell's going on that's gotten her so rattled. Possibilities are dismissed one after another as he launches into the air once more, executing a flawless triple somersault before he lands on another rooftop with a cat's grace.

Just a few more blocks...

Current Mood: concerned

fleet-feet.livejournal.com

The Flash is on the job - pondering a vacation from said job.

He's feeling a bit burned out lately, but he has no idea what he'd do if he took time off.

He's heard a few reports about some funky orb going around, so he's trying to find it and corral it for study.

He comes across it sooner than he expected, and he's not quite ready for what it's going to show him...

delphic-child.livejournal.com

Lily is never truly alone. The cacophony is constant. Other voices from distances both far and near fill her head. Knowledge of places and things random. To the discordance, there is no order. Nor is there ever silence. At the best of times, she manages to suppress the noise to nearly a whisper. At the worst of times, the flood gates burst open and reduce her to tears.

The rest of the time? She grooves.

The Doors can improve just about any situation. The volume is cranked as far as it'll go. The headphones are larger than life. The record is spinning smoothly. There is nothing to be heard beyond the mind numbingly good music of Morrison, Manzarek, Densmore, and Krieger. The base is enough to shake the walls.

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Enigmatic Mystery Chick Returns

Tennis, except it isn't

Midnight Snack

Assault on the Rock : Order from Disorder

Assault on the Rock : Rescue Team

No Bounds

Meanwhile... In a little house on the north side of town...

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Didn't See That Coming

The Speech

"To set forth and by Force of Arms, to attack, subdue, and take all Ships and other vessels...."

What tracks can water hold?

A Titanic Honor Guard

"To search, seize, or destroy an enemy's vessel or fleet...."

This is weird.

Garth Called...

Trick or Treat!

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Beep Beep Zip Tang.

Women Seem Wicked

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