Starfire rocketed back in through the window, stopping on a dime just inches away from the couch. If skid marks could've been left on the air, they certainly would've been. It was all Marble could do just to cling to her, and try not to get flung off into one of the room's walls. Once Starfire had come to a full and complete stop, she attempted to let the girl down… which worked for the most part, at least.

"Eheh… Thank y-you…" Marble's legs shakily found the ground, still startled from Starfire's last little stint, if not a bit dizzy. She was reluctant to take her hand off of the alien assailant just yet, fearing she might just topple over… which wouldn't really end up being a problem. In a few seconds, Marble dropped onto the couch, giggling just a bit. Starfire was quick to join her.

"My name is Starfire! What is yours?" Starfire smiled big at the girl. It was like the girl was on the biggest sugar rush Marble had ever seen anybody on... not that that was necessarily a bad thing.

"I'm Marble, yes?" The pink-haired girl smiled back at Starfire, reaching out her hand for a shake. She was quickly intercepted by another hug, however, and quickly realized that this was probably going to be happening a lot.

"Oh, hello new friend Marble!"

"…Starfire, you're cruh… crushing me…" The girl's face began to take on a slightly bluish color.

"Eep!" Starfire squealed a bit, and released the girl. "Oh, I am so sorry!"

"It's okay! Don't worry about it!" Marble stretched her back, effectively popping it a good five times. "…S'nice to meet you, too, yes?" Marble hugged Starfire, albeit gently, hopefully giving the girl an example of proper hugging pressure. About halfway through the process, a green head shot up from behind the couch.

"Beast Boy, milady." Beastboy outstretched his hand in an extremely exaggerated chivalrous pose and heavy accent. He grinned cheekily as the girl took his hand, and proceeded to shake it rather than kiss it.

"Oh, my hero!" Marble said in the same exaggerated tone, placing a hand on her cheek and looking to the left. The dark and brooding titan tossed a glance in their direction.

"Well, there's a new one, Beast Boy. For once you're not the only one participating in your jokes." Raven tucked her head snuggly back in the contents of her book.

"…Yeah, it shocked me to… HEY!" Cyborg and Robin both began to snicker at the comment. Beast Boy shot a glare in their direction, and they stopped for a moment… before erupting in a fit of laughter. "You guys suck! I'm not that bad!" Unfortunately for the little grass stain, the laughter didn't die down at all. In fact, he could've sworn he heard a chuckle come from Raven's side of the room. Beast Boy was about to interject with some kind of argument about his comedic genius… but stopped mid way.

"…Hold up a sec!" Beast Boy head up a finger, and looked away.

"What is it, B?" Cyborg made his way over to the boy.

"Shh!... You hear that, dude?" Beast Boy was spot on. There was something that seemed to be coming up the elevator, and it was getting louder.

"…Is that music?"

"…Whoever's bright idea it was to bring a stereo with them and play it inside the elevator… Yeah, I'm gonna ask politely that you shut the hell up." The black haired boy glared at the three other passengers in the Titans Tower elevator. The girl with blue skin held up her arms in a defensive pose.

"Wasn't me, dude." She shifted her weight a bit, and glanced at the floor numbers passing by, hoping the ride would be over soon. The boy with the beanie elbowed the kid with headphones. Both boys found themselves trying desperately to suppress a chuckle. The blue-skinned girl cocked an eyebrow, and glanced questioningly at the two remaining boys. The increasingly ticked off boy was about to turn to the new suspects, but was interrupted as the elevator door began to slide open. On the other side of the moving double doors was a huge living-room looking place with a couch, a massive widescreen tv, giant windows, and a fully built in kitchen. The black-haired boy walked promptly out, thankful to be getting away from the music, wherever it was coming from. The other three, however…

"Woah…" Headphones and blue-girl were looking up, eyes wide and mouths gaping. They were moving so slowly forward that the guy with the beanie had to guide them out of the elevator. The music died down, and the two regained control of themselves, slipping into the huge room just the before the elevator slid to a shut once more.

"It's massive…" The headphone kid dropped his stuff at the door, and let his eyes run over the whole of the room. It was a lot more than he was used to, that was for sure.

"I'll take that as a compliment, man." Cyborg stepped towards the boy. "Welcome to Titans Tower. I'll be your host, Cy…"

"Sorry, Cyborg," Robin interjected. "We have a few things that need taking care of first." Patting the mechanical man on the back, the Boy Wonder stepped in front of him. He motioned for the girl on the couch to come over. "Marble, come over here for a sec and stand next to the others."

"Oh, okay!" Marble hopped up and trotted over to her new team mates, and Starfire proceeded to follow, finding her spot next to Robin. Robin began to look over the new recruits. It seemed they were all here. He had spent a good few days deciding which of the fresh faces he would pair with his friends to make sure they were properly instructed. It had taken him a good long while, but he had finally made up his mind.

"Okay, all of you. I think I'm gonna try and kill two birds with one stone here, and get the introductions and your pairings out of the way. When I call on you, I'd like you to come up, say a few things about yourself, give a quick demonstration of your power, and then I'll tell you who you'll be spending most of this week with."

"What are we, Kindergarteners?" muttered the black haired boy under his breath. He got a quick elbow to the rib cage from the boy with the beanie next to him. Despite his efforts to be quiet, however, a certain team leader had heard his comment.

"Thanks for volunteering yourself, Mykos." Robin pointed at the boy, and pulled back his thumb signaling him to come forward. Mykos huffed, and somberly made his way to the front. He had slick black hair, a casual t-shirt on, and blue jeans, simple blue jeans, and what seemed to be a… sword in a sheath?

"My name's Mykos. I like… I like to draw, I guess. There's not that much that grabs my attention these days. Reading's okay, and the occasional play or movie is fine, too. Mostly I just like peace and quiet, and not having to spill my guts in front of people." The boy pulled out a sword from his side. "I can't really show you my power, because none of you would notice." Mykos glanced over at Robin. "…That all you need?" He raised an eyebrow. Robin sighed. He'd been afraid of this. From the few times he had talked to the kid, Mykos didn't exactly seem like a social flower ready to bloom. I mean, even his name was a bit out of the ordinary.

"Mykos has the ability to skip time forward or backward by five seconds," Robin added. "It may not seem like much, but I'm sure all of you realize that a five second difference could easily turn the tides in a fight. While meditating, he's also telepathic within a short range, and with concentration can see a short distance into the future. On top of that, he has quite some fencing technique." Robin nodded to the boy. "Thank you, Mykos. You can step back now." By the time Robin had finished his sentence, the boy was already back in the line. "Mykos will be mentored by you, Raven." Robin turned to the cloaked girl behind him. "You seem like the best fit to help him perfect using his abilities in combat situations."

Rather than throwing in some unnecessary snide comment, Raven simply nodded. She could tell already that a week spent with Mykos was going to be loads of fun. Of course, she wasn't exactly too keen on the idea of taking on a pupil in the first place. Robin turned back to the task at hand, and pointed at another one of the teens in line.

"Since you've already met a few of us, how about you, Marble?" The girl nodded happily.

"Yes!" Marble quickly made her way to the front. She noticed Starfire was already waving to her from behind Robin's back. The thought made her giggle a bit as she started up her intro. She stood leaning a bit to one side, her pink pig tails bobbing back and forth a bit. She wore a light purple top which didn't quite cover her mid drift. The sleeves cut off around her shoulders, but seemingly resumed a few inches later, creating a sort of hanging sleeve effect. She wore a short pink skirt, and a belt that always seemed to fall a bit to one side. About six inches either way around her knee both ways she wore a purple leg-warmer looking thing, that almost replicated the effect that her sleeves had on her arms. Finally, she wore a pair of low-cut purple boots. "Well, my name's Marble, and I like to do all kinds of stuff. Pretty much anything I get to do with friends I like, which makes the mall an awesome place to hang out. I love to talk online with my friends… I love going to parties, movies, restaurants, whatever… Oh, and I love mini-golf! They always have such cool courses." During the conversation, her finger had drifted to her lips as she thought of the stuff she liked.

"Lessee... Oh! Right, my powers, yes?" Marble sucked in a big breath, and blew out slowly. Several pink bubbles shot out of her mouth and floated in front of her, as if awaiting orders. She twirled her hand around, and they followed it. Finally, one began to fly towards each of the original titans. "Here, hold out your hands!" Each of the titans did as she commanded, though some a bit more reluctantly than others. Almost as soon as they had outstretched their hands, the bubbles began to drop from their position in the air, plopping right into their hands.

"…They're… solid?" Beast Boy held his up to the light, getting a good look at it. It had swirls of pink and white. "It's almost like…"

"Like a marble?" Raven asked sarcastically. She tossed hers over her shoulder, knocking Beast Boy on his noggin. "Brilliant deduction, Sherlock."

"Marble has the ability to control the speed, density, and weight of the bubbles she creates," Robin commented as he tossed his up and caught it.

"Not to mention that whole flying thing she pulled earlier." Cyborg spun his in his hand.

"Oh, how beautiful these small creations are! It is like the cotton candy has exploded inside!" Starfire gazed intently at the little ball in her hand.

"I'm glad you like it." Marble looked to Star and smiled.

"So am I," Robin commented. "…Because Star, you'll be helping Marble this week."

"…EEEEEEEE!!!" Starfire squealed, and not even giving Marble the chance to react, flew up and shot towards her, grabbing onto her arm. "This is terrific! Hurry, I must show you the rest of our glorious home!"

"Whoa whoa!!" Marble was dragged away as Starfire burst through the room's back door and into the tower's other parts. Pretty much every other person in the room took a good fifteen seconds before they stopped staring at the exit.

"…I had hoped you'd all stay until we finished…" Robin blinked, and shook his head a bit. "…But anyway, let's keep moving." Robin pointed at the boy in the beanie. "Blueprint, how about you next?" The boy stepped forward from the line, scratching his head a bit. Out of the beanie came short, curly blond hair. He wore a white tank top and simple blue jeans, and had what looked to be a small tribal arm band tattoo on his left wrist. However, one of his most noticeable features was probably his piercing blue eyes. It was almost as if they were lit up on purpose.

"They call me Blueprint, and I guess it fits well enough. I'm big into video-games, music, and technology in general. I'm a big fan of classic skateboarding, but I don't usually have a problem getting into most stuff, though, so long as my friends are there. As for my powers…" Blueprint looked to the right as an image of himself appeared and began to speak, just as he had moments ago.

"They call me Blueprint, and I guess it fits well enough. I'm big into video-games, music, and technol…" The image faded from view.

"I have a photographic memory, and I can also create those hologram-ish things like that and replay things I remember, only in three dimensions." Blueprint adjusted his beanie, and yawned a bit.

"And that memory of yours, Blueprint…" Robin turned to Cyborg. "…with the proper information…" Robin turned back to Blueprint. "…could become especially useful to your team. Cyborg, I want you to train Blueprint. Teach him what you know, and he'll be able to repeat it perfectly." Cyborg nodded with a look of understanding on his face.

"Ahh, I think I get'cha." Cyborg smirked a bit, looking to Blueprint. He cracked his metal knuckles. "Boy, we're gonna have some fun this week." Blueprint smiled a bit, and stepped back. Once again, Robin turned to the group.

"That just leaves you two…" Robin turned to the girl with blue skin. "Remedy, let's have you come up next."

"Like, okay!" The girl began to step up. Her skin was completely blue, though the shade of blue varied just a bit, forming a swirling pattern all over her body. Her hair was almost the same color as the rest of her body, though slightly darker. Even her eyes were simply a darker shade of blue. As for her clothes, a green tank with small tassels was accompanied by grey short shorts with orange buckles along the sides. Long grey boots with light green stripes snaked their way up her legs, stopping about six inches shy of hitting her knee-caps. Long gloves of a similar style to the boots ran most of the way down her arms, only opening to reveal her fingers at the end.

"My name's Remedy, and I'm, like, into all kinds of stuff. Surfing's a definite hobby of mine, and I totally love anything that has to do with swimming. Let's see… I'm a vegetarian, I love the Beatles… Oh! And when I'm like, bored, I like to do macramé. Not a whole lot of people can, you know." Remedy nodded matter of factly at her last statement. "…And I'm a wiz at Pokemon. I've got a streak 300 wins long going against the Elite Four. And now for my powers…" In a matter of seconds, Remedy's whole body had liquefied into a puddle of goop. It wiggled around for a few seconds, and final reformed into her original body. "I can transform part or all of my body into this gel, right? But, like, the cool thing is this! Anybody got any scratches or cuts?" The original titans all looked to Beast Boy, who reluctantly revealed a bandaged finger from his glove.

"You guys just won't let it go, will you?" Beast Boy huffed.

"B tried to show Star how to make a paper airplane. Mr. Expert over here slit his finger on take-off." Cyborg prodded Beast Boy with his elbow.

"Hey! You were the one who knocked me over when I was tryin' to throw the thing!"

"Chill, dude. It's perfect." Remedy's hand quickly turned into the same gel from before and began to cover Beast Boy's finger.

"And what's more, I never…" Beast Boy found himself stopping mid-sentence as the cool liquid found its way around the digit. "…Whoa! My cut's gone!!" Robin nodded once again.

"Why did you think she was called Remedy? When her gel form is exposed to most wounds, it accelerates the healing process several times over." Robin turned back to the girl. "Thank you, Remedy. You can head on back. You'll be paired with Beast Boy for the rest of the week. He can help you to use your shape shifting in a team atmosphere." Cyborg snickered a bit to himself.

"I guess it's the best choice, huh Rob? Now, if Beastie-poo gets another boo-boo, he'll have a living band aid there to make it all better." Cyborg began making baby faces before he finally began cracking up. Remedy tried to suppress a giggle, but failed miserably.

"You just wait, ya big tin-can! Next time you screw up, you'll never live it down!" Beast Boy steamed a bit as he retreated behind the others. Robin turned to the last of the new group.

"That just leaves you, Downbeat."

"Gotcha!" The boy with the over-sized headphones stepped forward. His untidy brown hair somehow fell in a manner that was, at the very least, physically appealing. He wore a blue hoodie with white graffiti-styled letters that read "Pump It" draped across the front. He wore a deep yellowish-brown colored pair of shorts, as well as a pair of hiking boots of the same color. A white t-shirt could barely be seen underneath his hoodie, as well as a silver pair of dog tags. "The name's Downbeat, but you already know that. I love pretty much every kind of music… except country. Something about it just pushes the wrong buttons in me, you know? I'm a pretty good dj, and it's something I love to do. Let's see… I love dancing, video games, frisbee, and I love learning about marine animals. That's pretty much my interests in a nutshell. I think you've all had a least a little taste of my powers…" Suddenly, the same music that was playing in the elevator was playing once again, only much louder and more intense.

"My body's like a giant boom box. I can control the direction, amplitude, wavelength, and pretty much every other part of the sound waves around me. I can also amp 'em up, and even create 'em from scratch." The music was coming from Downbeat's chest. He pounded his chest twice, eliciting two strong bass beats. He held out his right hand, and the music suddenly began coming from the hand instead of the chest. It could easily be seen that his hand was vibrating quite a bit in sync with the music. "Pretty cool, huh?"

"That was you in the elevator!" Mykos approached Downbeat angrily. "That's why you were snickering!" The boy huffed. "…What good is playing music going to do this team? Are we keeping you around just so we can have a theme song or something?" Mykos turned and crossed his arms, quite perturbed. He wouldn't be standing for long, however, as a massive bass beat knocked him clean off his feat and flung him half way across the room. "…Whooaa!!" He hit the ground with a thud, but quickly gathered himself up.

"It's not just for show, buddy." Downbeat smiled cockily.

"Downbeat, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you not to pull that one again," Robin said, making his way over to the teen. "It's not proper behavior for a team leader."

"Yeah, I guess yo… What?!" Downbeat did a double-take, and turned to face the boy wonder. "I'm the team leader?! When did this happen?" Downbeat blinked a few times, genuinely puzzled.

"After reviewing all of your powers, personalities, and aptitudes, I believe you're the best choice for a good team leader…" Robin placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Which is why I'll be your mentor for the next week. You're going to have to learn how to organize, manage, and monitor your team mates to form a cohesive team." Mykos was angrily making his way back to the line now, huffing as he once again took his place.

"Are you sure about this? I mean, surely there's gotta be somebody else…" Downbeat rubbed the back of his head and looked to the left slightly, biting his lip just a bit.

"Don't worry," Robin reassured the boy. "You'll do just fine." Robin stepped back, and once again addressed the whole group. "But for now, I think that's pretty much it. I can tell at least some of you are probably pretty tired from the trip. We're got your rooms already set up on the floor below for anyone who'd like to go ahead and clock out for the night. The rest of you are welcome to stay up here for as long as you like. We've prepared quite a bit of food, and you're all welcome to it. That's pretty much all you need to know for now…" Robin smirked a bit.

"Now can we do it?" Cyborg eyed the team leader cynically.

"Yeah, now you can do it." Robin smiled and nodded to the mechanical man. Beast Boy and Cyborg suddenly both grabbed onto a small rope hanging from the ceiling and tugged like there was no tomorrow. A giant shower of balloons fell from the roof, pelting everyone inside the room with a colorful party-barrage.

"Welcome to Titans Tower!!!" shouted both simultaneously.