[identity profile] -nightwing-.livejournal.com
He's been going over everything Cyborg and Donna have forwarded. All he's been getting are fragments, pieces. He's fairly sure that's reflective of the Titans' current state of mind at present. Not surprising. A snatch of description here, vagueness there. Beast Boy's still in the infirmary, unconscious. Ivy possibly dead. Face... whoever the hell -he- was... also MIA. Some new kid, Fauna, he's never even heard of. Still reading up on her, and what there is is sketchy.

He's resisting going out there. It's not his team anymore. He forgets that sometimes, even in the wake of his dismantling the team after Donna's death. The younger kids don't need him breathing down their necks. Hell, that's why they started the damn Titans in the first place, to get away from their mentors watching them under a microscope 24/7. He leans back for a moment, rubbing a hand over his face as the vidlink comes online. There's really only one way to describe this, he figures: Hell, handbasket. No time for small talk now. Time to get the facts on this straight. He nods to his teammate.


Cyborg. What's the sitrep?
[identity profile] -nightwing-.livejournal.com
The transmission is, unusually, one filled with confusion. Woe betide the unfortunate individual on monitor duty who has to answer.

Nightwing to Titans Tower. I'll get right to the point: What the -hell- is going on, and why have I been thinking Harley Quinn, Cheshire, Magenta and Poison Ivy were -Titans- for the last week?
[identity profile] theotherlantern.livejournal.com
Things got really ugly.

But now, it's the clean-up time.

Green Lanterns are rarely involved in Titans business, but John Stewart's staying as Diana's proxy, as she'd be here to help her sister's friends if she could be. There's a strong worry as to where she ran off to.

But John's a man who knows his duties, and that includes tending to the wounded. He's gathered up the team and their friends who have just been through some intense magical ordeal that he still only has a sketchy understanding of - it was tough figuring out who needed to be fought for and who was actually the enemy.

Now, though, everyone's been transported to Titans Tower, and everyone who needs advanced medical care that his ring didn't have enough juice to completely fix is being tended to. He's lingering for a bit to make sure everyone's safe and stable... but he needs to leave soon.

He needs to check on Diana. Seems like they've made it to that point in their relationship - the excessive worry about people who you KNOW can handle themselves. Great.
[identity profile] alt-minds2.livejournal.com
Aurora's been struggling to get herself free. She's sore, bruised, and in pain all over. Nothing appears broken due to that shell she whipped up.

After seeing Gar go down, panic fills her. And that's the last thing she remembers.

Terra finds herself under a massive cat-like form that is biting and clawing, aiming to kill.
[identity profile] tempest-swims.livejournal.com
It is a place far from any town, city or otherwise populated area where the Green Lantern sets down the group from Atlantis. The heat of the day is still emanating from the dry sand, felt easily through the soles of their feet. No chance of civilian casualties, or structural damage in the fight they know is to come. Garth is now recovered from his earlier efforts, and now they stand in a circle around him. He rests a hand on the Green Lantern's shoulder, knowing this will take much out of him.

He instructs the others to focus on the items that were taken from them, to better pick up the threads of the villains who replaced them. It is time to end this. Now.

Purple energy crackles around them all as he follows each Titan's thoughts, seizes hold of the presence ... and pulls.
[identity profile] tempest-swims.livejournal.com
Tempest reaches out with his mage-senses. It is akin to swimming in the darkest, deepst reaches of the ocean, where you dare not move too quickly lest you find yourself in the teeth of something hungry. But he is not afraid. His teammates--his family--are counting on him.

There they are.

"I have them," he announces, triumph held in check by the merest threads. "I have them!"
[identity profile] jla-extras.livejournal.com
This is hardly what Tara wanted. Expected, yes. Wanted, no. She still felt like she's been hit by a truck. Cyborg packed a wallop with that stunner.

She's on her way to the cells, probably. She hears the wheels of a stretcher and the feel of an inhibitor collar as she's pushed down a corridor...
[identity profile] amazon-diana.livejournal.com
Kostan has left and Diana is left with John and Garth and Hugo who has just arrived in a sub. Hugo had seemed to not be affected by the strange shifts of memory either.

Now they just had to figure out what steps to take next.

"We cannot leave the false Titans where they are, but removing them will be problematical, I cannot lasso everyone one by one and force them to know the truth. There must be another way to remove the spell. And where are the ones who they have replaced?"

She hopes the others may have some ideas on what to do next. She is most worried about Cheshire in her sister's place with Roy and Lian.
[identity profile] duke-kostan.livejournal.com
Kostan feels as though the metal around his neck is far too tight. The elephant toy has come along with them, of course, but it practically burns away at the bureau drawer Kostan stashed it in.

Dark Angel using him for some vengeance against an Amazon princess? Who were those rogues and cutthroats he had been stuck with in that pocket dimension? How in Posideon's name did this tie into the Regent? And if duty alone was causing Dolphin to stay with him, then...

Or was that another lie? He couldn't tell any longer.

The sub continued its silent journey through the depths, to a location he hadn't even been told.
[identity profile] alt-minds2.livejournal.com
It's dark around here. Funny part is that Aurora can apparantly see perfectly fine.

Hmm. Is Terra with her? Aurora shivers at the very notion. That woman's head was a very uncomfortable place to be, and how she thought, what she wanted to do...

Aurora has been schooled all her life that to hate is to fail - a failure to extend compassion, a failure to understand. Well, she has most definitely failed agaonst Terra. However, she pushes that to the back of her mind for now, still worried. The Titans are still in trouble.

A short distance away, she sees several unconscious people, lined up...She's reminded of the plague for a horrible moment, the bodies stacked like cordwood, or lined up on cots. There's a woman in a long blue cloak watching over them.

She approaches slowly, not wanting to frighten or provoke the woman.

"Hello?" she says.

Summonded

Dec. 3rd, 2005 02:06 pm
[identity profile] angel-in-a-box.livejournal.com
Her project was underway and going so well. More pain. More doubt to overcome. More refinement of potential.

The Titans continued to persits however. Insistances that they could no longer wait for thier younger counterparts continued. At first she thought the summoning away from her home was that lot wanting yet another discussions and more assurances that they would have them soon and with them other glories.

It was not them, however. There was no caving decadence overwhelming this palace and the lord was to be more feared and respected then those gods of old.
[identity profile] gar-logan.livejournal.com
Kory's garden looked nice tonight. The sun was at just the right angle to light the garden up, but still have the cool blue of night hot on its heels above.

In midair, Gar was simply winging it, quite literally, soaring through the air in canary form, in fast loop-de-loops and spins.

His mind was purely on the flying, zoned out as he maneuvers through the evening sky.
[identity profile] green-shield.livejournal.com
Tara comes back to what she still considers home after the JSA bash. Bash, being the operative word. Richard aka, best friend Speedy, drew the short straw and was therefore home for emergencies. She wondered if he did that on purpose.

Well, parental situation FUBAR'ed. Work situation FUBAR'ed. Travis back to training with Guy or somebody shortly. Some asshole teacher assigned a metric ton of work over the holiday...Oh, and that kiss with Doc boos and Bird boss. Arrow boss and Dean boss are bad enough and it's only getting worse from here she senses.

Skip the tea. We are at code chocolate and co-conspirator time.
[identity profile] jla-extras.livejournal.com
After making an excuse to ditch Garfield, Tara frinds herself prowling the Tower. It's not the one she remembers in the East River, that's for sure. For one, this has a more sophisticated lab. Looks like Victor the Tin Can has a hobby these days.

The good thing about being a goddess - things bend around you, curve left when they should go straight. A tweak here and a tweak there...

Creep-o Kory And'r stalker, demented clown, Bat-Brat's least favorite gardner, some stick-up-her-ass Bible thumper, and a couple people that she could care less about. This "Dark Angel" character sure had a beef with the Titans to call out an army like that.

Not like Terra ever minds. She's going to finish what she startred, and no one else is gonna screw this up for her.

Back home

Nov. 25th, 2005 01:31 pm
[identity profile] duke-kostan.livejournal.com
He has been relieved of the necklace, but Kostan feels much heavier as he materializes in Sub Diego. The child's toy is still in his pack, and he's been instructed to keep hold of it. For what purpose, however, he doesn't know.

He's at the city hall, back in the room where he confronted Raven.

"Your Grace?" It's an Atlantean guard. "Please, step away from the window. The city is secured, but..." There a heaviness that says it all. "Secured" and "stable" are two different states.

The soldier briefs Kostan. "We've managed to evacuate most of the High Council here. Two representatives are still missing. A miracle of the whales seems to have calmed the capitol, but the outlying city-states are dealing with isolated and random civil unrest and violence.

A miracle, indeed. It would appear as though Dark Angel did as she was asked.

Kostan is led into the wing doubling as an infirmary. Dolphin sits by her husband, and while Garth is weak, he is certainly gaining strength.
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_harley_quinn_/
Harley has been having a bit of fun with Bette ever since the switch. Really, Bette reminded her a bit too much of herself before Mister J came into her life. A bit shy, and willing to do just about anything for acceptance. Of course for Harley that had led her down a whole different road, starting with one of her professors in Psych 101 years ago back at Gotham State but still the basics were the same.

All the Birdie needed was a bit of unconditional love and confidence. That Harley could fix for her, easy. The first thing Harley had done was grab up her, i.e. Bette's, purse and go on a shopping spree. Two complete outfits with high hems and lots of cleavage showing were first on the list. One in basic black and the other in red, of course. Red was Harley's signature color after all, and most blonds looked good in it. With accessories of course, including the type of heels that her Mother had called “Do-me pumps”. Hey, if you've got great legs you might as well flaunt it, and she'd seen pictures of Bette. She had a great pair of stems!

Next came buying unconditional love, which really isn't as hard to buy as it sounds. The only two beings in the world that loved her without asking things of her were Bud and Lou and she was missing them terribly. She'd been afraid of Dark Angel's spell hurting them and had kenneled them at a wild animal preserve. Sometimes her Babies were the only friends she felt she really had and Harley never regretted the day she took over their care from Mister J.

However hyenas aren't everyones favorite animal, which really was a pity. They were so loyal to those they considered pack. A quick trip to the local chain pet store and more charges on what would have been Bette's account and a delivery was made to Titans Tower: a large mesh cage, ladder perches, and bags full or food, accessories and toys are delivered, along with one Scarlet Macaw.

Harley decided to call him Ricky. Maybe she could get him to say “Hey Lucy! I'm home!”
[identity profile] x--cheshire--x.livejournal.com
The shifting of reality is a strange thing to get used to, at least in Cheshire's opinion. From being in the company of a goddess in a separate universe one moment, to sitting on a warm leather seat and feeling surrounded by arid air. The heavy box is still in her hands and remembering Dark Angel's warning, her first instinct is to shield it behind her lest Roy decides to make a sudden entrance.

But the disorientation of the transfer otherwise is only momentary and thus Cheshire quickly begins to take stock of the situation. It is only natural of her to use the most obvious source of information provided to find what she needs, that being the mind of Donna Troy...

"A road trip," She murmurs, scorn lacing each word. "How quaint."
[identity profile] angel-in-a-box.livejournal.com
Kostan stands in front of her and she opens the portal image to deep Atlantis. He says nothing. He gave her a grim nod of one entering a battle they aren't expecting to live through.

It is a view of the Titan and his mate, the Lady Dolphin. She had been savoring this moment. Kostan was such an honorable man. She'd known so many in so many incarnations...Brutis was the one they wrote epics about but he was just one of a chorus that this noble had just joined.

Let's see how one such experiment in "nobility," was going...

It's Time

Nov. 22nd, 2005 06:34 pm
[identity profile] ivy-lady.livejournal.com
She took the scraping of Dr. Mid-nite's skin. They would do, but she would make it a point to get more samples later. She'd already gone to the bathroom and gathered the tooth and hair brushes hoping for something useful there.

She would build a god for herself. For her precious spore mind...

This couldn't last forever. It was already uncomfortably cozy for her as is. This "Ma," character had brought her an incredible vegan lunch.

She was feeling antsy. Almost giddy. He was coming. She was going to be able to get the sample and make...Something nagged. Something she didn't want Jesse to see. She herself didn't want to see. It was irrelevant. She hadn't...it had been her beloved, not his flesh male coat after all.

20 more minutes. The real make-up and the fishnets were for show. The dress was for effect...

Really...
[identity profile] doctorfatejsa.livejournal.com
For one, brief moment, Wonder Woman and Dr. Fate do not exist. They are one with light, with Order.

Fate's consciousness reaches deep into the fabric of the world -- Hawkman's ghost, Dark Angel's attack, the assault on Dr. Light -- too much. He focuses on his target.

"Roy Harper," he says, as they materialize out of the light. Your assistance is needed."

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