reducing-ray.livejournal.com"Next mission off world," thinks Ray Palmer, "I'm bringing my iPod."
He sighs, and continues going over The Justice Underground's files. The eerie parallels and differences between these worlds fascinate him, as does the implications of it.
"A world where good is evil and vice versa," he mutters. "Unbelievable." Really, it's as much a question for Zauriel as it is for a scientist, how something like this could come to be. He couldn't pretend to understand it at all.
But here he is, lost in his studies while they wait for their moment. Oddly, it occurrs to him that he may well be the only optimist on this entire planet. Surely, his colleagues were on the cynical side. Dependable, sure, but cynical.
Ray's not. Even with all that's happened to him. He's not stupid, but he knows they're going to find a way through this. They always do. It's what the League does. Even Huntress and Hawkgirl know that. It wasn't that long ago since Huntress, during her short time in the League, figured out how to beat Vandal Savage and the living sun Solaris one million months into the future. And Hawkgirl was on the JLA team with him that helped bring Arthur and Atlantis back from being trapped in the past.
They know the score. And Ray knows the JLA. Forecasting how the clockwork falls is just like unravelling physics. By now, either Clark or Wally have gotten impatient. Probably Wally. They're figuring out how to get here. If they're smart, it'll be some sort of diversion. That'll be the moment to hit. Hopefully, they're too smart to try a full-scale invasion. No. Someone'll put that idea down.
And by now, Batman's made some small progress, won some small victory. Ray recalls the alternate future Wally and Kyle viisted, where Desaad of Apokolips tortured Batman for months, and as bad as these Crime Syndicate guys are, they're not Darkseid.
This is how we do it. Across time, across dimensions -- it doesn't matter. Trust each other. Know each other's capabilities. Work as a team.
That's the bit the Syndicate doesn't get.