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[sitanomoto]

Arsenal could feel himself swept up, then he held his hands over neck, closing his eyes. A few Korean words escaped his breath, as his eyes squinted and he faintly blushed. "T-This is really embarrassing! I'm n-not a kid anymore!" He slowly opened his eyes, looking at Trixie, then away. "J-Just hurry up... and thanks." 'I should get myself a bike.' He said in his mind.

Trixie laughed. "Aw, get over it! Or.... You know.... Don't. You're adorable when you blush." She said as they approached Anaheim. They arrived outside the Club in a matter of moments, Trixie placing Liam Feet first back on the ground and then zipping around the corner and zipping back in her civilian outift, Biker Style, sunglasses and all. "So," she said, blowing and popping a bubblegum bubble. "You first or me first? It'll be pretty easy to spot this guy, he'll have 'Criminal' written all over him." She said, putting a strand of flaming red hair behind her ear.

 

[AceofRoses]

Will hissed as the heat made his ice lurch backwards but really his own body was begining to have some bits get encased. From his left shoulder down was encased in etched ice that looked like decrative armor. That shoulder got slammed into the angel's blade, hopefully letting it get lodged into the ice. He then lunged forward again, three narrow but long spikes jutting up from the floor again at the angel, but this time in much closer quarters.


@9OClubs


Zero's crimon eyes scanned the bird boy for a moment. Deal, but be warned. Because you are mortal, I'll let you walk away... but him. He dies. Zero seemed to not really care that Isroh was a living breathing thing. er. well. not living. That he was a sentient being that would never hurt anyone on purpose. As far as Zero was concerned all demons were vermin and none should be spared. They were expendable to here, to extinguish one would bring in 3 more to take it's place. You can't kill team members! I won't fight. Isroh states sternly, knowing he'd never survive a fight with that monster given her reputation. Brian. Don't make me fight her. She's killed hundreds! Rai said she's seen her rip the heads off 30 demons in less than half an hour! Zero laughs darkly. You act as if that is a bad thing. I was told to restore order to this f*cking team, and having three demons here isn't going to do it. I can keep one under control, but three is too many. Zero's gaze then slides over to Brian again. Say what ever you like. Call me whatever you like. I'd take in as much air as you can while your lungs are still your internal organs. Zero was dead serious, and terrifyingly calm. Brian, Please don't take this fight. Rai's even afraid of her. Isroh seemed jumpy and nervous, watching the karuara like a hawk.


@Crono

Vincent didn’t bother trying to wrench the sword free of the ice. Instead he released it, sparks of true holy fire dancing from his fingers down across the blade, catching against the ice. He didn’t seem bothered to lose the blade for now, even as the demon lunged at him. Instead the angel had a slight satisfied smile dancing over his features. His wings spread, the metal glinting against feathers. With a snap, he was airborne. Up and over Will without regard to the limited space. He had flown in worse. Drawing the secondary blade even as he dropped he spun it around. His full weight came behind the blade, wings closing in around his body, shielded behind the armor bracing and the angelic coat.

 

[Demonhunter]

Will shrieked as the sparks flew, he jumped back as they singed his skin, burning so intensely he was reduced to tears. He'd never felt anything quite like it. Apparently holy fire and demon skin to not mix well. It burned so badly he had to quit, but the sparks didn't quit and the ice was melting itself and he was getting burned even more. Vincent! Quit. Owch! He yelped, trying to tap out. He'd found his magic and didn't feel like getting beaten down any more. Get this thing away from me, holy shit!





Isroh shuddered. I know she looks to rip off limbs. so keep that in mind. You've got two extra she can grab. I have no idea how she does it. I don't see anything on her that offers to rip stuff clean off. Isroh thought for a moment, he really didn't know much about her other than she was terrifying with an equally horrifying army. He cringed as Brian announced he was going to win that fight... well that was sure to either get him killed or hand him the win. What do you have man, a death wish?! I'll try and pull her off you if things get too bad.





Rai waltzed along, quite pleased with how their appointment had gone. Their hopes hadn't been crushed and what they wanted was completely possible if done right. I know. You'd think they'd cut people some slack on this kind of thing, right? Anyway, Can I drive home? or atleast try and teach me to drive home? I promise not to hit anything I hope." She laughed.


@9OClubs @AnnoDomini @Crono

 

[Ilikepie]

Batgirl is staring at old photos in her room in the watchtower. She gets up and heads to the monitor room to check for demon sightings. "Etrigan and Blue Devil were spotted in Los Angeles hmm that's interesting". Batgirl knows Blue Devil used to live in LA but he is supposed to be retired in Hawaii. Blue Devil's Trident of Lucifer is rumored to be able to locate and banish demons so maybe something demonic is going on there. Jason Blood had been off grid for awhile trying not to transform into Etrigan but why would he let out Etrigan now? "Time to go to LA" she says to herself as she walks towards the teleporter.

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[AceofRoses]

Will shrieked as the sparks flew, he jumped back as they singed his skin, burning so intensely he was reduced to tears. He'd never felt anything quite like it. Apparently holy fire and demon skin to not mix well. It burned so badly he had to quit, but the sparks didn't quit and the ice was melting itself and he was getting burned even more. Vincent! Quit. Owch! He yelped, trying to tap out. He'd found his magic and didn't feel like getting beaten down any more. Get this thing away from me, holy shit!



Isroh shuddered. I know she looks to rip off limbs. so keep that in mind. You've got two extra she can grab. I have no idea how she does it. I don't see anything on her that offers to rip stuff clean off. Isroh thought for a moment, he really didn't know much about her other than she was terrifying with an equally horrifying army. He cringed as Brian announced he was going to win that fight... well that was sure to either get him killed or hand him the win. What do you have man, a death wish?! I'll try and pull her off you if things get too bad.


@9OClubs @AnnoDomini @Crono

The angel's landing was less than graceful. The power that was supposed to go behind an attack shifting anywhere else as his wings beat to pull the blow. He still landed on his feet however, wings folding back as if a few feathers weren't floating to the floor where they began to turn to silvery dust. Reaching out, he caught the sparking blade. Pulling it free, he spun it once, the whisper of heavenly power disappearing. Both slid into the sheath on his back. "It is not holy shit. It is holy fire." Reaching out, the angel caught the demon's arm, bringing it up to consider the burns. "These are not bad. I would offer to heal them, however I do not believe that the miricals which I can work, would have any form of positive effect upon you now."

 

[D3lmoniko]

Trixie laughed. "Aw, get over it! Or.... You know.... Don't. You're adorable when you blush." She said as they approached Anaheim. They arrived outside the Club in a matter of moments, Trixie placing Liam Feet first back on the ground and then zipping around the corner and zipping back in her civilian outift, Biker Style, sunglasses and all. "So," she said, blowing and popping a bubblegum bubble. "You first or me first? It'll be pretty easy to spot this guy, he'll have 'Criminal' written all over him." She said, putting a strand of flaming red hair behind her ear.

Liam held himself on a wall, shaking his head. It was like taking a buss ride... only double the motion sickness. Looking at Trixie now, held his hand in front. "Wait a minute... Alright. So, we find him, we signal eachother through the comms." Liam remembered he had left it on from. 'Great...' Looking at his bow, he sighed. "I need to hide this and the quiver." Looking around, he saw a pretty beat up car. "You go first inside. I'll follow shortly after, alright?" He winked towards her, then quickly turned his head, walking over to the car to hide his stuff.

Rai waltzed along, quite pleased with how their appointment had gone. Their hopes hadn't been crushed and what they wanted was completely possible if done right. I know. You'd think they'd cut people some slack on this kind of thing, right? Anyway, Can I drive home? or atleast try and teach me to drive home? I promise not to hit anything I hope." She laughed.

Skyler smiled. "You don't know how to kill me, and this is your best idea?" Stopping near his car, he sighed, turning to her, arms crossed. "I'll promise to teach you after all of this, alright? You could get some serious jail time for driving without a license, and for me? A big fat scandal about the 'recklessness of the Queen heir' or something like that."

 

[DOUBLENICK3L]

[QUOTE="Weapons master25]" Dad's the one you should really ask about this, he was the one who made it a thing." He said to his cousin and smiled a little."They're known as the Supermen, robotic servicemen built by dad to help him build this." He said. He led her on down the hall until they came across a glass case. What laid in it was a furry, four armed thing that resembled Doomsday iin some way and the Martian Manhunter's true form in another."Supergirl, meet project 23, a clone of an ancient Kryptonian. "

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Clara was still amazed about there's a robotic Superman service. "Supermen. What a creative name." She walked down the hall looking at her surroundings. Hard working robots in the fortress is something Clara couldn't believe. She had ran into the Doomsday look alike with Jonathan introducing the beast named, project 23, to her. "Hello 23! It's a surprising pleasure to meet you." Clara smiled, but half of her was afraid.

 

[Crono]

Brian started to fume whilst holding back the urge to lob a fist at Isroh's face, the man's blood already pumping from the anticipation of the fight. Instead he just shot the demon a glare, "You really have no damn faith that I'll win, do you?" Then he'd turned his back to the other man and walked off. It shouldn't come to a surprise to find yet another person who didn't believe he had what it takes but it does every single time, and it never stings any less.


@Demonhunter (Short and sweet as I didn't want to hold anything up, I should be back to posting normally tomorrow.)

 

[sitanomoto]

Liam held himself on a wall, shaking his head. It was like taking a buss ride... only double the motion sickness. Looking at Trixie now, held his hand in front. "Wait a minute... Alright. So, we find him, we signal eachother through the comms." Liam remembered he had left it on from. 'Great...' Looking at his bow, he sighed. "I need to hide this and the quiver." Looking around, he saw a pretty beat up car. "You go first inside. I'll follow shortly after, alright?" He winked towards her, then quickly turned his head, walking over to the car to hide his stuff.

Trixie grinned, winking at Liam and walking into the bar. It was loud inside, and there was a hot beat that really made Trixie want to dance, but she didn't, she was on a mission. She walked to the bar, blowing a bubble and looking over her sunglasses at the barman. "Hiya," she said, smiling. The barman raised an eyebrow. "I'm looking for... Well.... I'm looking for some candy, and I was told I could get it here." She said, quietly. The barman looked at her with a smile. "Ah. I see." He said. "Then you'll want Morion over there," jerking his head towards the corner of the bar.


Trixie walked over, but not without a quiet nod of thanks to the barman. She leaned against the wall, chewing her gum, looking the guy over. "You." She said, turning to face him.


The guy looked up.


"Is your name Morion?" She asked, crossing her arms. "I need a favor."


The guy laughed. "Ah, dollface, I don't do favors. "


"Well, we need to talk. I got a friend of mine who's coming in soon and he and I need your help. When he gets here, we'll both talk to you." Trixie said, taking a seat on a stool.


"Want something to drink while you wait?" Morion asked.


Trixie shook her head. "I'm content with my gum."

 

[D3lmoniko]

Liam slowly looked around, and, feeling with his hand on a side window, he could feel it being soft, and, applying some force, it cracked, giving a small hole where he could put his quiver and bow. 'This should do. Now, inside.' Clearing his throat, he entered as well. The music wasn't that loud, but it wasn't good either. His eyes scouted the room, and, he spotted Trixie at the bar. He decided to pretend he didn't knew her, to not blow her cover. He arrived at the bar, and he stood between two stools, and by 2 stools distance from Trixie. "Hey. Screwdriver." He said, looking at the barman, then turning his attention at Trixie, then at the man, then he returned to the barman, who was starting to fix his drink.


@sitanomoto

 

[sitanomoto]

<p>Jess sighed as she moved her shoulder. She was already feeling better thanks to Eddie's mothering, but she had finally figured out a plan on how to go about bringing in the idiot who captured her will and heart for a brief time. She stood and shifted her weight from foot to foot, making sure she was able to walk. "<span style="color:#b3b300;">There.</span>" She muttered, taking a slow Jog to her room and changing into a fresh suit and belt. She grabbed her Bo staff and sprinted full speed to the ZETA beam, plugging in the coordinates so she zapped right into the BatCave. No alarms were triggered as her DNA was recognized by the elite security system. "<span style="color:#b3b300;">Bruce?</span>" She called out. She heard a familiar barking and was pushed to the ground as the German Shepherd Ace the Bat-Hound pounced on her chest and began to lick her face furiously. </p>


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"<span style="color:#b3b300;">Pfft! Ew! Ace! That was my– Ace! Seriously, I need to– oh my god! Ace! Down boy! Heel!</span>" She said, trying to hold off the dog with her hands as Ace continued to lick her repeatedly. </p>


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"<span style="color:#b3b300;">Bru–PLEGH!! AWW ACE THAT WAS RIGHT IN THE MOUTH!!! Not cool! BRUCE!! Get this Crazy Canine off me!!</span>!" She yelled as best she could through the slobber and repeated licks she was getting from the overaffectionate Dog. </p>


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<a contenteditable="false" rel="external nofollow" href="https://www.rpnation.com/profile/34048-sir-les-paul/" data-mentionid="34048">@Sir Les Paul</a></p>

 

[Sir Les Paul]

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="sitanomoto" data-cite="sitanomoto" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="208644" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Jess sighed as she moved her shoulder. She was already feeling better thanks to Eddie's mothering, but she had finally figured out a plan on how to go about bringing in the idiot who captured her will and heart for a brief time. She stood and shifted her weight from foot to foot, making sure she was able to walk. "<span style="color:#b3b300;">There.</span>" She muttered, taking a slow Jog to her room and changing into a fresh suit and belt. She grabbed her Bo staff and sprinted full speed to the ZETA beam, plugging in the coordinates so she zapped right into the BatCave. No alarms were triggered as her DNA was recognized by the elite security system. "<span style="color:#b3b300;">Bruce?</span>" She called out. She heard a familiar barking and was pushed to the ground as the German Shepherd Ace the Bat-Hound pounced on her chest and began to lick her face furiously. <p>


"<span style="color:#b3b300;">Pfft! Ew! Ace! That was my– Ace! Seriously, I need to– oh my god! Ace! Down boy! Heel!</span>" She said, trying to hold off the dog with her hands as Ace continued to lick her repeatedly. </p>


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"<span style="color:#b3b300;">Bru–PLEGH!! AWW ACE THAT WAS RIGHT IN THE MOUTH!!! Not cool! BRUCE!! Get this Crazy Canine off me!!</span>!" She yelled as best she could through the slobber and repeated licks she was getting from the overaffectionate Dog. </p>


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Bruce turned around in his chair and let Ace give Jessica just a little more love before he tapped his cane onto the ground. In an instant, Ace bolted back and walked back over to Bruce. No commands, no words; a single gesture was all Bruce needed to command respect. Not unlike how he interacted with certain members of the League. <strong>"You know my rule about teleporting into the Cave, Jess. There is a vestibule for a reason,"</strong> he told her. Even for the Bat family, Bruce had a room designed for the ZETA beams. Inside, people were decontaminated and scanned thoroughly before being granted entry way. Those that were even allowed entrance tended to ignore the protocol anyway, much to Bruce's dismay. Nightwing was particularly bad about. <strong>"What brings you here? You rarely visit without Dick,"</strong> Bruce asked. He sounded a little sluggish; more than likely, his meds were slowly kicking in already. It made him fairly grumpy.</p>

 

[sitanomoto]

[QUOTE="Sir Les Paul]Bruce turned around in his chair and let Ace give Jessica just a little more love before he tapped his cane onto the ground. In an instant, Ace bolted back and walked back over to Bruce. No commands, no words; a single gesture was all Bruce needed to command respect. Not unlike how he interacted with certain members of the League. "You know my rule about teleporting into the Cave, Jess. There is a vestibule for a reason," he told her. Even for the Bat family, Bruce had a room designed for the ZETA beams. Inside, people were decontaminated and scanned thoroughly before being granted entry way. Those that were even allowed entrance tended to ignore the protocol anyway, much to Bruce's dismay. Nightwing was particularly bad about. "What brings you here? You rarely visit without Dick," Bruce asked. He sounded a little sluggish; more than likely, his meds were slowly kicking in already. It made him fairly grumpy.

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Jess wiped her face off with her cape. "Yeah, I know, but that takes, what.... Five minutes? I don't have that kind of time. I need your help. Or at least, advice and maybe a new Gadget." She said, standing up. "Remember how I uh... Went to go and handle the Poison Ivy situation at the botanical gardens?" She said, looking at her feet. "I didn't find Poison Ivy.... I found her son." She looked at Bruce and she was utterly embarrassed, it was obvious. "And.... He got away...." She shook her head. "The point is, I need a way to deal with him better and more effectively than I did last time." She sighed. "He has all the powers of the original Ivy, and.... Well..." She scratched the back of her neck sheepishly. "Long story short, I need help."

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Jess wiped her face off with her cape. "Yeah, I know, but that takes, what.... Five minutes? I don't have that kind of time. I need your help. Or at least, advice and maybe a new Gadget." She said, standing up. "Remember how I uh... Went to go and handle the Poison Ivy situation at the botanical gardens?" She said, looking at her feet. "I didn't find Poison Ivy.... I found her son." She looked at Bruce and she was utterly embarrassed, it was obvious. "And.... He got away...." She shook her head. "The point is, I need a way to deal with him better and more effectively than I did last time." She sighed. "He has all the powers of the original Ivy, and.... Well..." She scratched the back of her neck sheepishly. "Long story short, I need help."

Bruce listened to her request. She wanted something to solve the problem she faced with Ace. Years ago, it was a problem he faced with his mother, Poison Ivy. Back then, pheromone blockers and a mask were all it took to stop her abilities, but her control over plants still presented a problem. Practice, patience and tactics were what it took to defeat Poison Ivy, once he knew how to stop her from swaying him. It would be the same for Jessica, too, however, Bruce believed she wasn't ready to face Ace alone. He also didn't have time to train her how he wanted to. "I saw. I see everything in this city. I might have had to sent out some drones if Eidolon didn't smell the demon with you," Bruce said in a matter of fact tone. He stretched his hand out to one of the buttons on his chair arm which then brought up a screen. "About that. Be weary of that Spirit. They rarely intervene, especially in Gotham, but it is wise to avoid them. I have only encountered them a handful of times and it seldom ends well for any involved," Bruce explained to her. While he was, he was pressing several buttons on a holoscreen in front of him.


It wasn't but a few more swipes of his hand and the hallway leading to the depths of the Batcave opened up. "If Ace uses the same compounds as his mother, use a mask from container C12. The ones by the suits on display. It will prevent airborne pheromones and keep your lips covered," Bruce explained. He then nodded over to the hallway where a figure appeared in a pitch black suit. It resembled one of the newer batsuits, like those used by Terry in his run as Batman nearly two decades ago. It even had the red bat crest. Ironically, the figure stood relatively short; even in his suit, he stood only as tall as Jessica. "This is the newest addition to the family, Bruce said. "I meant for your father to meet him first, but he's terribly bad about showing up - unless it's an emergency. His name is the Black Beetle, and that's all you need to know for now. This will be his first real mission, so go gentle on him," Bruce said with a slight smirk. He then hailed the figure to come out of the hallway. "Introduce yourself," Bruce said.


The figure was now fully exposed in his armor. It was definitely a variant of the armor Terry wore, but it appeared far more advanced. While it wasn't as flamboyantly insectoid as the armor of a real Blue Beetle, it definitely had the Scarab flair. Above all, it looked sleek. No cape, short ears, full face mask. If anything, it resembled Nightwing more than it did Batman. It was definitely a unique suit in contrast to all of the others that Bruce kept on display. The Black Beetle nodded, then looked over to Jessica. His voice was oddly undistorted and seemed youthful enough to be her age, if not younger. "Jessica Grayson, I believe. Nice to meet you. I'm under instruction to only go by Black Beetle, so... there's that. I would say you're cuter than the files suggest, but I doubt Dick would approve. Or Bruce," he said, introducing himself. There was no lack of confidence coming from him. He definitely had the aura of someone trained under Batman.

 

[Weapons master25]

[QUOTE="The Great Catsby]Clara was still amazed about there's a robotic Superman service. "Supermen. What a creative name." She walked down the hall looking at her surroundings. Hard working robots in the fortress is something Clara couldn't believe. She had ran into the Doomsday look alike with Jonathan introducing the beast named, project 23, to her. "Hello 23! It's a surprising pleasure to meet you." Clara smiled, but half of her was afraid.

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23 lifted iits red, the red eyes and constant scowl was there but he nodded his greeting."Pleasure to meet Kryptonian too, Superman tell me much about family." He growled out, his tone didn't sound friendly, it sounded gruff but the undertone was warm and greeting.


Superman smiled and pushed the button to let 23 out. The hulking beast wandered out to meet them."Don't worry Clara, he won't hurt you. He's actually a friendly fellow, just a little skittish is all." He assured his cousin warmly.


23 grumbled a little at Superman's words and turned slowly to Clara."23 not harm female, as long as female not harm 23."

 

[sitanomoto]

[QUOTE="Sir Les Paul]Bruce listened to her request. She wanted something to solve the problem she faced with Ace. Years ago, it was a problem he faced with his mother, Poison Ivy. Back then, pheromone blockers and a mask were all it took to stop her abilities, but her control over plants still presented a problem. Practice, patience and tactics were what it took to defeat Poison Ivy, once he knew how to stop her from swaying him. It would be the same for Jessica, too, however, Bruce believed she wasn't ready to face Ace alone. He also didn't have time to train her how he wanted to. "I saw. I see everything in this city. I might have had to sent out some drones if Eidolon didn't smell the demon with you," Bruce said in a matter of fact tone. He stretched his hand out to one of the buttons on his chair arm which then brought up a screen. "About that. Be weary of that Spirit. They rarely intervene, especially in Gotham, but it is wise to avoid them. I have only encountered them a handful of times and it seldom ends well for any involved," Bruce explained to her. While he was, he was pressing several buttons on a holoscreen in front of him.
It wasn't but a few more swipes of his hand and the hallway leading to the depths of the Batcave opened up. "If Ace uses the same compounds as his mother, use a mask from container C12. The ones by the suits on display. It will prevent airborne pheromones and keep your lips covered," Bruce explained. He then nodded over to the hallway where a figure appeared in a pitch black suit. It resembled one of the newer batsuits, like those used by Terry in his run as Batman nearly two decades ago. It even had the red bat crest. Ironically, the figure stood relatively short; even in his suit, he stood only as tall as Jessica. "This is the newest addition to the family, Bruce said. "I meant for your father to meet him first, but he's terribly bad about showing up - unless it's an emergency. His name is the Black Beetle, and that's all you need to know for now. This will be his first real mission, so go gentle on him," Bruce said with a slight smirk. He then hailed the figure to come out of the hallway. "Introduce yourself," Bruce said.


The figure was now fully exposed in his armor. It was definitely a variant of the armor Terry wore, but it appeared far more advanced. While it wasn't as flamboyantly insectoid as the armor of a real Blue Beetle, it definitely had the Scarab flair. Above all, it looked sleek. No cape, short ears, full face mask. If anything, it resembled Nightwing more than it did Batman. It was definitely a unique suit in contrast to all of the others that Bruce kept on display. The Black Beetle nodded, then looked over to Jessica. His voice was oddly undistorted and seemed youthful enough to be her age, if not younger. "Jessica Grayson, I believe. Nice to meet you. I'm under instruction to only go by Black Beetle, so... there's that. I would say you're cuter than the files suggest, but I doubt Dick would approve. Or Bruce," he said, introducing himself. There was no lack of confidence coming from him. He definitely had the aura of someone trained under Batman.

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Jess nodded. "I'll grab a mask and–" she stopped as she took in the new figure in front of her. She raised an eyebrow at Bruce, giving him an "I'll ask you later" look, then her eyes landed on Black Beetle. She approached him, walked around him once, looking him up and down, then stopped in front of him. "Yeah. Bruce I have one thing to say." She rounded on Bruce and crossed her arms. "Next time you introduce me to someone, please just have them call me Robin. My Identity should be kept a secret until I'm sure I can actually trust the person I'm working with." She turned to Black Beetle again and held up her hands. "No offense. If Bruce trusts you, then so do I." She looked at the Beetle with a small smile. "Other than that one complaint, It's a pleasure to extend the large net of the Bat family over another person. Bruce'll tell you that I pretty much get along with everyone I try to work with. I'm like my dad that way." She took Beetle's hand and shook it with a firm grip, then let go and pulled up a holoscreen on her glove. She seemed to be purposely ignoring the fact that Beetle had called her "cute", being Socially awkward without her mask and around boys with an attraction to her, on and off of the battlefield. "Last I checked," Robin said, "Our target was spotted downtown Gotham City, right on Rose boulevard, believe it or not. He appears to be hiding out there in a room above an old abandoned warehouse." She looked at Bruce and raised an eyebrow. "Did we or anyone else we know do any studies on why villains like Abandoned Warehouses? Or is that still a mystery?"

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Jess nodded. "I'll grab a mask and–" she stopped as she took in the new figure in front of her. She raised an eyebrow at Bruce, giving him an "I'll ask you later" look, then her eyes landed on Black Beetle. She approached him, walked around him once, looking him up and down, then stopped in front of him. "Yeah. Bruce I have one thing to say." She rounded on Bruce and crossed her arms. "Next time you introduce me to someone, please just have them call me Robin. My Identity should be kept a secret until I'm sure I can actually trust the person I'm working with." She turned to Black Beetle again and held up her hands. "No offense. If Bruce trusts you, then so do I." She looked at the Beetle with a small smile. "Other than that one complaint, It's a pleasure to extend the large net of the Bat family over another person. Bruce'll tell you that I pretty much get along with everyone I try to work with. I'm like my dad that way." She took Beetle's hand and shook it with a firm grip, then let go and pulled up a holoscreen on her glove. She seemed to be purposely ignoring the fact that Beetle had called her "cute", being Socially awkward without her mask and around boys with an attraction to her, on and off of the battlefield. "Last I checked," Robin said, "Our target was spotted downtown Gotham City, right on Rose boulevard, believe it or not. He appears to be hiding out there in a room above an old abandoned warehouse." She looked at Bruce and raised an eyebrow. "Did we or anyone else we know do any studies on why villains like Abandoned Warehouses? Or is that still a mystery?"

"Bruce never told me your identity, Jessica," Black Beetle responded. "However, you did confirm it," he added before stepping forward to shake her hand. The timing was just perfect enough not to bother the flow of her speech. Once she explained why she trusted him, he explained how he knew her identity, "The Black Knight Armor has Scarab Sight. It's a feature shared among a lot of Reach technology. It allows me to identify anyone related to someone I have previously met, and Bruce considered putting your father's gen--"


"That is enough," Bruce barked, interrupting the Black Beetle from continuing. He was explaining his abilities, potentially too much. More so, he was about to reveal more about the Scarab than he should have. "Not all villains like abandoned warehouses. Just the stupid ones," Bruce answered Jessica. He then looked over to the Black Beetle and said, "This is a teamwork mission. Shouldn't be hard for you; you've defeated opponents far worse than this punk. I do want you to utilize your telepathy, though. It will become integral, and it requires you focus. It is a skill to be developed, not a switch to be toggled." Bruce let his cold stare fall onto the Black Beetle. Even Terry was affected inside of his armor; hell, even the Scarab itself had an odd, adverse reaction.


In just another moment, the voice of the Black Beetle echoed inside of Jessica's mind: "We can communicate without speaking. I'm not well-versed with this ability yet, but the basics are simple. This replaces our radios, but works similarly. While I can read your mind at any time, it's easiest if you try to send me your thoughts. You have to want me to read what you think. With a little practice, it becomes second nature."


Bruce lifted his head as if he head what was said. That wasn't exactly the case, but it was enough to note that Bruce understood what was going on. Bruce leaned back in his chair and let out a long exhale. "I trust you can handle this... I need my rest," he told them.

 

[DOUBLENICK3L]

[QUOTE="Weapons master25]23 lifted iits red, the red eyes and constant scowl was there but he nodded his greeting."Pleasure to meet Kryptonian too, Superman tell me much about family." He growled out, his tone didn't sound friendly, it sounded gruff but the undertone was warm and greeting.
Superman smiled and pushed the button to let 23 out. The hulking beast wandered out to meet them."Don't worry Clara, he won't hurt you. He's actually a friendly fellow, just a little skittish is all." He assured his cousin warmly.


23 grumbled a little at Superman's words and turned slowly to Clara."23 not harm female, as long as female not harm 23."

[/QUOTE]
Clara looked up and stared at 23. The beast was talking to her, making Clara surprised. "I won't harm you at all, big guy. Just do the same to me and we're fine." Clara responded. She was becoming no longer afraid anymore of the creature. Clara then turned to Jonathan to ask him a must-be-answered question. "Does anybody else know about project 23? And what do you plan to do with 23. Can just have a strong force of nature staying in the fortress." Clara said, before coughing into her shoulder.

 

[sitanomoto]

Liam slowly looked around, and, feeling with his hand on a side window, he could feel it being soft, and, applying some force, it cracked, giving a small hole where he could put his quiver and bow. 'This should do. Now, inside.' Clearing his throat, he entered as well. The music wasn't that loud, but it wasn't good either. His eyes scouted the room, and, he spotted Trixie at the bar. He decided to pretend he didn't knew her, to not blow her cover. He arrived at the bar, and he stood between two stools, and by 2 stools distance from Trixie. "Hey. Screwdriver." He said, looking at the barman, then turning his attention at Trixie, then at the man, then he returned to the barman, who was starting to fix his drink.
@sitanomoto

Trixie looked over at Liam and tilted her head as if she was contemplating something, then looked at her wrist as if there was a watch there.


"Well, Morion, looks like my fella isn't coming. I guess it's just you and me. Why don't we head out back so that we can discuss business privately?" She said


"Sounds good, Sugar."


Trixie visibly tensed at being called Sugar, but smiled at Morion. She stood and walked out the back door, Morion first. She caught Liam's eye and jerked her head in the ditection of outside, then walked out, following the mob boss and drug dealer.

[QUOTE="Sir Les Paul]
"Bruce never told me your identity, Jessica," Black Beetle responded. "However, you did confirm it," he added before stepping forward to shake her hand. The timing was just perfect enough not to bother the flow of her speech. Once she explained why she trusted him, he explained how he knew her identity, "The Black Knight Armor has Scarab Sight. It's a feature shared among a lot of Reach technology. It allows me to identify anyone related to someone I have previously met, and Bruce considered putting your father's gen--"
"That is enough," Bruce barked, interrupting the Black Beetle from continuing. He was explaining his abilities, potentially too much. More so, he was about to reveal more about the Scarab than he should have. "Not all villains like abandoned warehouses. Just the stupid ones," Bruce answered Jessica. He then looked over to the Black Beetle and said, "This is a teamwork mission. Shouldn't be hard for you; you've defeated opponents far worse than this punk. I do want you to utilize your telepathy, though. It will become integral, and it requires you focus. It is a skill to be developed, not a switch to be toggled." Bruce let his cold stare fall onto the Black Beetle. Even Terry was affected inside of his armor; hell, even the Scarab itself had an odd, adverse reaction.


In just another moment, the voice of the Black Beetle echoed inside of Jessica's mind: "We can communicate without speaking. I'm not well-versed with this ability yet, but the basics are simple. This replaces our radios, but works similarly. While I can read your mind at any time, it's easiest if you try to send me your thoughts. You have to want me to read what you think. With a little practice, it becomes second nature."


Bruce lifted his head as if he head what was said. That wasn't exactly the case, but it was enough to note that Bruce understood what was going on. Bruce leaned back in his chair and let out a long exhale. "I trust you can handle this... I need my rest," he told them.

[/QUOTE]
Robin chuckled. "Alright, Bruce, I'll make sure to call if I need you, and if I visit again I'll make sure to use that ZETA beam room." She said, then turned to Beetle and smiled.


Soo.... Can you fly or do you want to take my ride? She thought towards him, taking this opportunity to . And if you're wondering why I'm so comfortable with this it is because I've been on missions with Martian Manhunter before. Doesn't make it any less weird, but... She shrugged. She grabbed a mask from C12 as Bruce had suggested, picking one of her size and put it on, taking a few experimental breaths. Oh my god. I sound like Darth Vader in this thing.... She thought, intending her thoughts to be heard. She pressed a button on her wrist and her motorcycle, which returned to the Batcave whenever it had been abandoned for more than an hour unless Jess commanded it otherwise, popped up from the round platform. We can ride with you behind me or I can call up the sidecar, which is cooler than it sounds. She said, mounting the motorcycle.

 

[Demonhunter]

Brian started to fume whilst holding back the urge to lob a fist at Isroh's face, the man's blood already pumping from the anticipation of the fight. Instead he just shot the demon a glare, "You really have no damn faith that I'll win, do you?" Then he'd turned his back to the other man and walked off. It shouldn't come to a surprise to find yet another person who didn't believe he had what it takes but it does every single time, and it never stings any less.
@Demonhunter (Short and sweet as I didn't want to hold anything up, I should be back to posting normally tomorrow.)

Isroh stammered, not quite hoping it'd be taken like that. Oh no. It's not like that at all!I'm just telling you what I know. Just don't let her grab any limb you aren't willing to lose! He explained just as the beast herself met the pair. Pale crimson eyes narrowed as a feline growl rumbled from her. We fighting, bird brain? Zero was deadly calm and wouldn't break eyecontact with Isroh, which frankly creeped him out so badly he tip-toed past her in the opposite direction, refusing to turn his back to her. Good luck, Brian! And god help you!


Zero reached back, hand wrapping around the handle of the massive sword on her back. It seemed rather large and was defiantly heavy ( atleast 15 lbs of steel with a large band of silver around the blade.). She wielded it as if it weighed nothing at all, her well muscled arm barely strained under the weight. She would toy with Brian in her human option for a while, purposefully dragging it out in attempt to tire him. Her strategy: Get him tired then rail road him with 800lbs of pure bone, muscle and feathers. Zero did seem to have a much more animalistic look, her pale crimson eyes slitted like a cats, constricting to focus on Brian. Her pale skin had light translucent marks swirling around on her skin, barely visible at all. I'll give you the first move... But I like you. You may tap out any time you like. Zero simply stated. Her culture didn't really condone tapping out, all fights were until one fighter was unable to carry on, and when challenging for some ranks would be a death match. Death was not seen as 'dangerous' to a species who regenerated in a literal fountain of youth upon death, so killing an opponent in a manner that did not affect the brain was fully acceptable to their kind and so they were vicious when they fought. None feared their temporary deaths much and never advertised to other beings what could permanantly extinguish them, so it was widely believed that nothing could kill a Karuara.


@Crono


Will winced at the burn, they still didn't feel nice at all. Right. Still burns...He muttered watching the burns slowly begin to heal themselves. I'll be alright. I've had worse... Thanks! He chimed, just happy he finally found his magic. He moved to hug the angel before catching notice of the woman who walked in, squaring off at Brian. Will tensed, a primal urge to run as far as he could and never look back hit him. It was natural for a demon to fear a Karuara just as sheep feared wolves and that natural instinct was screaming at him. He slinked back behind the angel, terrified although he didn't know why he was so scared of her. Vincent... W-what is she? He asked, glancing up at him timidly.


@9OClubs


Rai bites her lip, everything he'd said had made sense enough. Right. Yeah, bad idea. I'll stick with Grimora. He's faster anyway. Besides, passenger seats more fun. She sat down in the passenger seat, although she got tangled in the seatbelt. She found no real use for it so she left it back, not wearing it. She was dead anyway, what use would a life-saving device be to the closest real equivalent of a zombie? Well she couldn't say she was the closest thing, ghouls fit the bill Hollywood describe much more accurately. Yeah, I'm probably going to be doing some more research on the guy Will described. Something weirds me out about it. I've known some bad demons, but I'e never heard of any demon even remotely capable of this. It's far too sophisticated, too.... modern. Jack the ripper was a demon, and thats about a civil as demon killings get. This was precise. How exactly did you say you found him? She thought for a moment, thinking about the field. I might go look back at that field again just to be sure, we may have missed something in the rush.


@AnnoDomini

 

[Ilikepie]

Batgirl zeta beams into Los Angeles. She travels through the shadows of the buildings out of slight listening for possible leads where she discovers a blue guy with horns crashing nightclubs. "Blue Devil never was the best at stealth but I shouldn't hit club as Batgirl until I know exactly where he is" she thinks to herself. Batgirl travels to Batman's LA safehouse for a change of clothes. She looks at the dresses. "I haven't worn anything dress since prom night but at least no one I know is going to see me wearing it" she says to herself. She takes off her batsuit and puts on a black club dress and some black shoes that she considers to be uncomfortable. She stores a few batarangs and her mask in a small purse before putting it on and getting the keys and the device that controls the car's autopilot to one of the sports cars Batman keeps at the safe house. She puts her batsuit in the car as she gets in. She calculates based on where Blue Devil was spotted before which club should be the next one he visits and quickly drives there.


She arrives at the club and has a valet park the car. There was a line outside the club but when you are the granddaughter of Bruce Wayne you can easily skip in front of line. Lara gets a bit creeped out that everyone in the club is staring at her and the guys offering to buy her a drink every two minutes which also made it harder to locate Blue Devil. After awhile she notices something strange with the eyes of one of the women at the club seemed to have changed colors for a moment. Right before she began to move closer to that woman she notices two men enter the club in trench coats. One of the men is taller then the other and is wearing a strange hat while the other has red hair with a white streak in the middle. "It's them" she thinks to herself as she moves closer to them.


"This better be the right club Dan I don't know how much longer I can keep Etrigan in check". "I'm getting tired of your nonsense Blood but that demon is definitely here". The woman Lara noticed earlier transforms into her demon form and quickly punches Blue Devil out of the club with his hat falling out revealing his horns. "Found it" Blue Devil says as he quickly gets back to his feet and removes the trench coat. "Gone, Gone the form of man rise the demon Etrigan!!" blood says as his eyes begin to glow red and he transforms into Etrigan. "Sometimes I hate when my leads turn out to be real" Lara thinks to herself as see the scene going out of control in front of her. "Tell us where your master is and I'll make sure your suffering will be quick and painless" Etrigan says in a very scary sounding voice. Etrigan begin to blast fire from his mouth at the unknown demon.

 

[D3lmoniko]

Rai bites her lip, everything he'd said had made sense enough. Right. Yeah, bad idea. I'll stick with Grimora. He's faster anyway. Besides, passenger seats more fun. She sat down in the passenger seat, although she got tangled in the seatbelt. She found no real use for it so she left it back, not wearing it. She was dead anyway, what use would a life-saving device be to the closest real equivalent of a zombie? Well she couldn't say she was the closest thing, ghouls fit the bill Hollywood describe much more accurately. Yeah, I'm probably going to be doing some more research on the guy Will described. Something weirds me out about it. I've known some bad demons, but I'e never heard of any demon even remotely capable of this. It's far too sophisticated, too.... modern. Jack the ripper was a demon, and thats about a civil as demon killings get. This was precise. How exactly did you say you found him? She thought for a moment, thinking about the field. I might go look back at that field again just to be sure, we may have missed something in the rush.

Sky entered the car and started to drive, sighing. "Things haven't been great. I mean, my comm's been filled with what Liam was saying. I need to train that kid. And we are disorganized. That's what I'm gonna talk about with Lexi. She might be the most qualified and leader we have. As for the Demon thing, take reinforcements. Either Isroh or Will. Or take Blake. Just, get someone to help you." In a few minutes, they arrived at the HQ, stopping the car. "I found it at an abandoned warehouse. I forgot the name, but I think they moved shop since then."

 

[D3lmoniko]

Trixie looked over at Liam and tilted her head as if she was contemplating something, then looked at her wrist as if there was a watch there.
"Well, Morion, looks like my fella isn't coming. I guess it's just you and me. Why don't we head out back so that we can discuss business privately?" She said


"Sounds good, Sugar."


Trixie visibly tensed at being called Sugar, but smiled at Morion. She stood and walked out the back door, Morion first. She caught Liam's eye and jerked her head in the ditection of outside, then walked out, following the mob boss and drug dealer.

Liam slightly nodded, looking at barman. "Keep the drink fresh. I'll be back." He put a few bucks on the counter, and slowly got off the stool, walking through the dance floor, casually dancing with the others while still moving. When he arrived at the back door, he decided to do something. As if he was going to faint, he fell forward, pushing the back door open and stumbling, like a drunk man. He stood in place, swinging from side to side, as if the wind was affecting him.

 

[AceofRoses]

Will winced at the burn, they still didn't feel nice at all. Right. Still burns...He muttered watching the burns slowly begin to heal themselves. I'll be alright. I've had worse... Thanks! He chimed, just happy he finally found his magic. He moved to hug the angel before catching notice of the woman who walked in, squaring off at Brian. Will tensed, a primal urge to run as far as he could and never look back hit him. It was natural for a demon to fear a Karuara just as sheep feared wolves and that natural instinct was screaming at him. He slinked back behind the angel, terrified although he didn't know why he was so scared of her. Vincent... W-what is she? He asked, glancing up at him timidly.


@9OClubs

"It is holy fire, so it is to be expected." That it healed so quickly might be worrying however, he had also been holding back drastically. He didn't want to outright kill the boy. At least not without given cause. The hug was unexpected, the feathers on his wings fluffing out. Just as quickly it was gone however, Vincent staring at him with wide surprised eyes. At least until he was told to consider another in the room, and to apparently shield Will from her. The angel trailed his gaze over the woman. He didn't really know her as an individual, although it was hardly a stretch to guess what she was. "Karuara. A race bred to hunt and kill demons." His wings shifted for a moment, unfolding to a half furl before they closed back and out of reality, leaving a full display of the angelic armor. Two slits ran down the back of the armored coat, making way for the wings he could so easily call. He had not expected to see someone like that on the team, especially after the heavenly host had made their move. His head tilted to the side, pale eyes narrowed as he considered her. A powerhouse, the soul song that curled around her nice and powerful. Not a bad choice likely, although her attitude might cause complications.

 

[Crono]

Brian Hall AKA Condor

-Watchtower Training Room-​

Pulling her off of me, not likely. Brian rolled his eyes, moving to his spot in the room across from Zero and glancing at Isroh. "You stay out of it, go to the viewing room for all I care. But you'll likely have to pull me off of her." With eyes going back to his opponent as she grabbed her sword, Maybe a mace would have been a good idea. Not that he was going to linger on that now. Brian let one foot slide back some as he took his stance with arms at the ready, his wings were out-streched but at a slender more aero-dynamic pose. "Well aren't you just sweet?" His tone was bitter, "But you'll be the one tapping out!"


With one step and lunge forwards he flew at Zero, the wings not only keeping it so that he didn't have to put another foot on the ground in the lunge but also propelling him forwards quickly. Condor knew the sword would be her main offense so as he entered her range he made a point to keep an eye on it at all times, his right had went up to shove or guard against the object as his left fist flew straight at her face with all of his force behind it.


@Demonhunter @9OClubs

Kenchi Yasumoto AKA Blue Lantern

-A field outside Central City-​

As Kenchi fell through the atmosphere he could feel the heat, and if it wasn't for the rings aura he'd likely be dead by now. Even so, the impact of hitting the planet he didn't expect to survive so easily. Luckily he started to regain himself long before that, and pulling out of his free-fall and slowly floating to the city below and onto a roof of a building where he instantly took a knee as he caught his breath. What the hell happened? That was no normal explosion. Standing up he took a look down at his suit which was currently missing a few patches with a few minor injuries showing. A sigh left his lips before he used his ring to replace the suit before taking a look at the city he'd landed in. To be fair he wasn't even sure where he was, though to be fair it did look like America due to the structure's.


After getting a trajectory at where the largest of the exploded pieces of the asteroid fell from his ring the Lantern flew to the coordinates given. This led him to a rather middle of nowhere location outside of Central city and at the edge of an overgrown field where a large remnant of the asteroid lay in a small crater. Kenchi crouched down as he narrowed his eyes at it, "Well it certainly looks like normal space rock, and it felt like normal space rock." The Blue Lantern scratched his head momentarily before point his power ring at it, "Alright ring, let's have a scan."