Chapter
"We've been sat here for ages."
"I know Luna."
"But it's been like, 20 minutes and they're just talking to themselves."
"Yes Luna." Gaia ran a hand back through her thick green hair, letting it slip like silk threads through her fingers to rest over her shoulders. She had one of her smooth evergreen legs rested over the other, sitting elegantly in her long green handing skirt and a halter neck boob tube. Her amused emerald orbs flickered between the witch and the rest of the room. She couldn't help but giggle at her magical friend. "I can see that too."
"I'm just saying." Luna folded her arms over her chest and huffed. "We were told be here for 1pm. We were here for 1, like everyone else."
"Yes Luna. I remember." She smirked, receiving a cute pout in response.
"And then!" Luna received a good shushing round those around, darkening her mood further. "And then we get here and get put single file into our freaking mentor groups."
"Love you too lass." She couldn't help it. it was in her nature to tease, and Luna was making it far too easy for her. her green eyes flickered down at her friend's outfit. She'd showered and changed like everyone else, but put on a curious outfit. High heeled black boots, with the witchy cuff above her knees, sparkly black leggings, and a red Lolita dress jacket. It was predominantly red, with black lace around the square neckline, and around the edges of the sleeves. It had black ribbon at the back, drawing it into her shape and tying in a large bow. The sleeves were stretchy but fitted to her arms until the elbow, where they flared out. The front of the dress was short to her mid thigh, trimmed with black lace, and the back had a bustle effect with many layers that bounced when she walked. "I do like this outfit you're wearing. More than the others."
"This is my practical witch bitch outfit." She cheered up. You were on for a winner when discussing clothes with Luna. She blinked with big blue eyes at the Nymph. They were lined with black liquid eyeliner and had gentle curved clicks at the edges. Her eyelids were graduated crimson red from the corners, getting paler outwards, and framed in a smokey charcoal shade. Her lips were of course the same shade of ruby red as her dress. Her large pigtails bounced with the change of her mood. They were still exploding from the sides of her head, her fringe curved over her forehead, and the bobbles were pinned in place, and hidden, by thick red and black lace bows.
This woman never did anything in half measure. "I don't want my assignment to be anything where a guy could look up my skirt! That's why I'm wearing black leather look leggings."
"Leather look?" Gaia looked at them again. "But they are sparkling?"
"Well." Luna giggled into her hands. "I might have enchanted them."
"Oh I see." The Nymph looked over their shoulders at the rest of the room. Superman's recruits were at the front, then Hal Jordan's, then Wonder Woman's, then The Martian Manhunter's. Gaia locked eyes with Mystic X, sat on the end of the row by herself. None of the recruits in her group talked to her, and she looked very lonely. She caught the nymph's gaze and put on a happy smile though, waving timidly at her. Gaia nodded at her, smiling, and giving her a significant look.
Are you listening to me? Mystic X nodded, her ginger locks bouncing with the movement. Do you know what the holdup is? She shook her head. Damn, right, I'll let Luna know we have no clue. She's starting to go a little loopy waiting all of 20 minutes. The giggling of her psychic friend was soft, but I reached her ears. talk soon. "I've just asked Mystic X if she knows why we're waiting still, and she doesn't know."
"Oh, so none of the recruits know." The mentors were all discussing something outside. Luna turned in her seat and looked over the hall too. She spotted the large outline of black wings on the back row, which had to be Agramon. She was going to shout and wave to get her attention, when she saw she was in deep conversation with Shade. It seemed they were still discussing battle plans from the training session to improve their performance next time. And by 'they', she meant Shade, with the Demoness nodding and agreeing to everything.
Their attention was jerked to a crash as Miss Swift blurred into their vision.
"I am so bored, and the dude in my group I'm sat next to keeps eyeing me up like he wants a damn beating." She grumbled, arms over her clean red and black Flash suit. Her braids were still a little damp from her shower, but it didn't show on her black costume.
"Well, you were looking him up and down." They jumped, Mystic X suddenly peering round the back of Miss Swift.
"Damn it woman! Psychic people should not just appear like that?!"
"I didn't appear." The redhead held herself around the middle. "I walked up." In truth she was quite lonely with the other 'Martian recruits' and once Miss Swift moved for a chat, she was eager to join them.
The doors then burst open. Storming in came all the members of the justice league.
Oh yes.
ALL the members of the justice league.
Deciding it wasn't worth bolting for their places, Miss Swift grabbed Mystic X and pulled them to sit on Luna's and Gaia's laps. The Nymph quite happily put her arms around the squeaking redhead and whispered something calming in her ear.
Luna playfully bounced Miss swift on her lap, until the weight of the speedster's glare halted her movements.
Down the middle of the hall walked every hero who was an active member, or were affiliated with working with the league.
Batman, The Flash, Superman, Wonder Woman, Hal Jordan, Hawkgirl, and The Martian Manhunter.
Aquaman, Green Arrow, Hawkman, Black Canary, Red Tornado, Zatana, Captain Marvel, Doctor Fate, Huntress and so many many more.
Every recruit dropped their jaws and stared.
They had no idea that every idol they'd ever had was going to literally walk in and line up in front of them. There were Green lanterns, there were magic users and shifters alike!
All the recruits were humbled in their presence, and even Luna didn't mind waiting for them to get started now. she held onto Miss Swift nervously in fact.
Batman took the podium, clearly having taken charge of the recruit program as his newest project. He then pressed the touch screen on it, and a large copy of what he saw was project on the back wall of the hall.
The hall of justice was full of heroes and Batman almost wanted to smile at the terrified look in the recruits eyes. good. They knew this was serious.
"You have all been summoned here today as you have all had and passed basic training. At that there was surprised chatter between the recruits, clearly not having expected that they had even been assessed yet! "Now it is time to hand out your assignments as the junior section of the Justice league." They gulped and dropped back into awed silence. "You will now be in charge of your own training hours. If you wish to book a training session with your mentor, it will be on you to arrange that at our convenience." He lowered his tone, making it clear they were not going to go out of their way. "What you will have is a patrol." Excited chatter built up, then fizzled out as the dark knight glared it out of them. "It will be mandatory and nonnegotiable. You will start with a patrol once a week, then your partner will assess you, and we will manage your performance from there." he cleared his throat. "The idea is that all of you...will be paired up with one of us."
Oh, nothing could have stopped the chatter then. Everyone in the justice league shared a look with the person next to them. Some with amusement, some with excitement, and some with dread. "The person you are paired up with is nonnegotiable, and that person will assess your performance in the field. They will feed that information back to your mentor, unless they are your mentor, and then your hours will be increased or fixed and so on and so forth."
He then looked around the room, and took secret pleasure in the nervous, anxious, teetering on the edge of the seats look they all shared.
All of them.
They all had different powers, backgrounds, races, faiths, and creeds. But they were all reduced to the mentality of a nervous and ecstatic 7 year old.
"The easiest way to this was to input all your assessment data so far into the Watch Tower database, and simulate the best match compared to the hero data we have on all of us." He gestured with his hand to the Justice league heavy hitters. "This in no way was done by preference or by favouritism. Each of us will enter our designated hero name and the name of the recruit that would compliment us, or benefit the most from our training, will appear on the wall." Batman then lowered his eyes to the screen before him. "Like so."
All the recruits moved to the edge of their seats. Batman even tensed as he put in the last letter of his name. He then turned to look at the board and waited.
The database of names appeared on the board. The bizarre thing was, it was rotating the names so quickly you couldn't actually read them.
Then it stopped, highlighted the name, the other names vanished, the selected name enlarged until it was the only thing on the screen. "Agramon, come forward." The dark knight had, like the rest of the hall, stared at the name for a moment. But only a moment. He was Batman, after all. Gotham's child of darkness took a pager from his belt and stepped down from the pedestal.
With a kick from Shade Agramon stumbled from her seat. She stood there, in the isle, meek as she'd looked when she'd first met Batman all those weeks ago.
She jerked as Shade jabbed her arm to get her moving. She flickered her eyes to the front of the room where the rest of her friends all turned and looked at her.
Batman is pleased to have you as his recruit. I heard it in his mind. Be proud Agramon. I am. The she-demon looked to her psychic friend and slowly a smile grew over her grey lips. Her wings lifted from her shoulders and spread majestically behind her. Her form seemed to grow bigger from this movement, as she no longer hunched over as she walked. I was like her mood had been altered within her very core, emanating through her in waves of confidence and calm.
Me, on patrol with Batman. It was a lot different from the rafters of condemned buildings she'd been hiding months before hand.
Batman watched his recruit as she changed from a mouse, to a lioness. Pride rippled through her form, her chin lifting and her wings spreading behind her. Her stance became stronger and her red eyes gleamed with timid excitement. He looked at her wings and resisted the urge to gulp. "Here is your new pager. It is linked directly to mine with GPS. This pager is your life line. Do-not-lose-it."
"I won't." She nodded with a gentle smile. It was gentle, even with the sharp fangs peering through her lips.
"Right, please return to your seat and I'll send you the details of our patrol later."
"Yes sir." She gulped, looking down at the sleek black pager, with a custom yellow bat pattern over the tiny keyboard, and quickly retreated to her seat. Shade gave her the thumbs up, and proceeded to insist that any tips he gave her, she would pass to her as well.
"I'll go next then." Superman typed his name into the pedestal and his dark friend melted into the background of heroes seamlessly. Again the projected screen rolled through the names, and he had to force an awkward smile and turned to the seated recruits. "Luna." The witch shimmied from underneath Miss Swift and sceptically walked over to the man of steel. "Here is your pager and-"
"But we don't have any powers in common?" he blinked at her, clearly agreeing. "I'm a magic user. You're...superman, so-"
"Perhaps the software Batman developed decided you would benefit from something other than training your magic. Something I can provide."
Like some common sense, caution, and someone to hold your leash.
Superman gave her his best boy scout smile, despite the fact she clearly wasn't overjoyed with the match up...neither was he...I really hoped I'd get Gaia. For no particular reason, of course. "Here is your pager. I'll catch up with you later about our patrol."
"Sure thing S-man." The witch returned to her seat, which was now occupied by Miss Swift. Luna shrugged, smoothed the ruffles of her skirt under her backside and sat on the speedster.
"I'll go next then." Flash punched in his name in record time and span on his heels to look on the board. He crossed his fingers and looked at the screen with his best puppy dog eyes.
Miss Swift.
"Oh hell!" she groaned, getting a shocked from many of her fellow recruits. Oh, and her friends pissed themselves laughing at her. "Right." She bolted to the front and saw the massive grin on his face. "Yeah, you got me, I got you, give me the damn pager and I'll catch you later."
"Or I'll catch you?" enter cheesy grin.
Oh no, not the time for jokes.
"Sure thing skippy." She pursed her lips together, swiped the pager off him and returned to her seat in a huff. He kept the grin on his face, but caught Mystic X staring at him with a sad expression.
"Well, that's me done then." Flash walked back to his colleagues and looked off to one side. He'd gotten what he wanted, but clearly she hadn't. He wasn't that bad of a mentor, was he?
Wonder Woman went next and got Gaia. The Nymph was a bit shocked, but casually went to the front to collect her pager. Perhaps it was the whole Greek gods and her being a Nymph thing? She returned to her seat and made sure Mystic X returned to her lap.
It seemed the main mentors were going first, as Hal Jordan was next. He was matched with one of the Martian Manhunter's recruits. A telekinetic fighter called Faze.
Hawkgirl was paired with one of her own recruits. Moth man he was called...due to the-yes you guessed it-massive moth wings erupting from his back and the feelers/antenna curling up from his hair. He was quite cute actually. He looked young, with a short bob of mousy brown hair, and a bright white costume.
"That must be a bitch to clean." Miss Swift leaned into Luna's ear and they shared a snigger as he went past them to collect his pager.
The Martian Manhunter keyed in his name, waited, and waited for the name to appear, just like everyone else.
And just like everyone else, they were shocked to see Mystic X appear on the board.
"This is pleasing. I have many ideas how to progress your abilities in the field further from your training session this morning." He actually walked over to her, handed her a new pager with that same schooled face, then spoke down at her. "I will inform you of our patrol mentally once this sorting has come to its completion."
"TH-thank you." she gulped, clinging to the arms of her nymph friend around her middle.
"There is no need to thank me Mystic X. This was a generated compatibility selection from the software designed by Batman. I had no choice in the matter."
"O..oh. G-good." she chuckled nervously, trying to shield her mind from him then. He inclined his head, sensing the rise of her mental barriers, but didn't challenge it. He returned to the wall of heroes instead.
The girls watched as rest of the justice league waited for the programme to match them with a recruit, and have the same exchange of pager and words.
Over and over again.
What didn't help matters was the fact that Luna pined every time a magical mentor came forward and became pared up with a non magical recruit.
"You know how many people in this room would kill to be paired up with Superman?!" Miss Swift hissed in the witch's ear. "Me being one of them?"
"I wanted a magical mentor." Luna pined, severely sulking on the speedster's lap.
"You clearly need superman more than we do." Gaia reached over and tapped her nose. "Or the programme wouldn't have matched you two up."
"But still!" she huffed, looking down at her feet. "He's so boring. All he ever does is yell at me for using magic. I'm a witch, what else am I going to do?"
"Erm, guys?" Vivian whispered, but somehow got all of their attention. "Superman has superhuman hearing, and you've hurt his feelings."
They all looked to the man of steel, who looked shocked, then looked away.
"Oh hell." Luna folded her arms and closed her eyes, wishing the floor would open up and eat her. "Now I've put my damn foot in my mouth before we've even started. Could you tell him I'm sorry?"
"And she doesn't mean it, she's just a sulking bitch." Miss Swift added.
"Yeah I-wha?" Luna blinked at her friends, who all seemed to roll her eyes at her in unison. Even Mystic X.
"I don't need to tell him. Remember? Superhuman hearing?"
"Shade." They all stopped and looked to the front of the hall. Whilst they'd been distracted they'd not seen which hero had stepped up next.
"Hot damn I want me one of those." Miss Swift shared a lusty look with Gaia, who nodded her approval.
He was in his mid to late 20's, wore a skin tight black suit, combat boots, cloves and an eye mask in the shape of a bat. There was also a dark blue strip covering the middle three fingers of each glove, running up the outside of his arms, covering his shoulders, and then made a thick V shape over his chest and back. this bad boy had messy black hair in a boyishly handsome set of curtains, short but not too short, and a leady killer smile. His blue eyes were hard though. Like he had been through and seen many hardships.
"Oooo, that's Nightwing."
"Who?" Miss Swift nudged Luna in the side, signalling for more info. She didn't look away from the scene as Shade approached her new patrol buddy, but inclined her head towards the interested group of girls. She forgot she was the only one in this little group from Gotham.
"He's Nightwing. He was the first and the original Robin, trained from a kid by Batman. He has his own territory outside of Gotham he prowls. He was the leader of the Teen Titians during his adolescent years, and now he's an adult hunk of a hero, he's a fully fledge member of the Justice League."
"And now he's going to make Shade his bitch." Miss Swift sniggered.
"Oh, I'm not so sure about that." Gaia chipped in. "I doubt Shade would be anyone's bitch. If anything, she might eat the poor boy alive. Then again." She giggled behind Mystic X's shoulder. "From the unwilling celibacy smell I'm getting off him, and the pent up sexual need I'm getting from her, who knows who will mount who first?"
Superman cleared his throat in way that let the girls know that that was not an appropriate conversation for them to have. Despite the blush on his cheeks.
Shade stood in front of the man.
"So you're Shade." He handed her a new pager and extended his hand. "I'm Nightwing and-"
"I know who you are, and I get the idea. Brief me on the patrol later?"
"Um, yes." He looked to his empty hand, and retrieved it rather than look a fool.
"Good. I'm not a newbie like some of the others here. I was recruited by Batman as I was crossing his path in Gotham. I've been practising for 3 years, but I do not profess to be a professional of Batman, or even your standard yet."
"Oh, right." He gulped. This woman was going to be intense. So much for a refreshing change from Bruce. "At least you won't experience the stage freight of a baby hero on the street then. In which case I may throw you in the deep end to see your skills for myself."
Ooh, he was not a push over either. Shade bit her tongue and nodded.
"I will see you later then."
"Yes. Shade." He nodded in a very dismissive kind of way. A very Batman kind of way.
"Nightwing." She responded the same way and returned to her seat.
"Well that was intense." Gaia resisted the urge to tremble from the pent up energy she just witnessed.
"Yes. He's not sure what to think of her." Mystic X offered, looking away from Nightwing and to the mini group. "She reminds him of batman, which he feels secure with, but he was hoping for something a little less on edge and to the point all the time."
"You mean fun?" Luna added. Mystic X nodded.
"Is he attracted to her?" Gaia put her hands on the redhead's shoulders, and stared at her with that suggestive smirk, until she girl looked back over to Nightwing.
"I really shouldn't. That's none of my business."
"You didn't hold back before." Miss Swift huffed, wanting the gossip as badly as the other girls.
"Well, I didn't go snooping for that. it just popped out at me." She fumbled on the Nymph's lap. "I can't help that. but looking in his head for his feelings would be wrong."
You're right, it would.
She jerked on Gaia's lap and snapped her eyes over to J'onn, who was staring intently at her.
Up went the mental walls.
Being around him, she was getting better at blocking people out.
"Yeah, my mentor agrees that's not a good idea." She chuckled nervously, turning on Gaia's lap to face her friends and show her mentor her back. not as a sign of disrespect, but as a need to escape his gaze.
"Oooh, sorry honey." Gaia rubbed her back. "We shouldn't ask her to be naughty for us."
"Not when he's in the room." Luna added, and got a high five from Miss Swift.
Over an hour later they were all matched up.
Thank gawd for that, as Luna had huffed so loudly when Lazer, from Superman's group, the guy who shot lazers and nothing else, was teamed up with Doctor Fate.
Freaking Doctor Fate.
She exhaled, said something in a very unnatural tongue, and decided to curl up and go to sleep on Miss Swift and Mystic X's lap (who was still ontop of Gaia). She then rubbed her hands together, and a small puff of smoke covered her in a red blanket.
Oh, it got worse.
She started snoring.
And she didn't stop no matter how hard or how often Miss Swift poked her.
At one point it looked like Superman was going to come over and drag her out himself, but finally, they were all done.
And Luna sprang to her feet with a rejuvenated grin and signalled it was time to leave to eat green jelly.
...to the hall...
"What? You don't like green jelly?" the hall stared in stupefied silence. "Here, have some and see!" she rubbed her hands together, stood with her legs shoulder length apart and blew into her hands hard.
Everyone, and I mean everyone, held a bowl of green jelly and a spoon sticking out of it.
Superman slapped his face with his hand, then decided if the jelly was there, he was going to eat it.
"It's not bad actually."
"Would you go and control your recruit!? Please!?" Batman hushed under his voice, so low only Superman could hear him.
Oh yeah, he was pissed.
"Right." Finishing the bowl as he went, he threw the witch over his shoulder (making sure not to look at Gaia) and flew out of the hall.
The rest of the girly mob collected outside the door as they all filled out.
Before they could heatedly discuss what had just happened to them, they were ambushed.
Batman and Nightwing together.
Luna would have drooled had she been there. Both the Batman stood together...Gaia looked to be mentally drooling for the absent witch.
"Agramon. You're with me."
"N-now?"
"Is there a problem?"
"N-no sir." Agramon gulped, her wings dropping onto her shoulders.
"Good. This way." He stormed off, his cloak billowing behind him in true Batman fashion. At first she didn't move. Then Shade groaned, and pushed her teammate's shoulders.
"That means follow."
"Oh, r-right."
"He doesn't bite you know." Nightwing chuckled, putting a hand on her shoulder and giving her a big smile. "He may look terrifying, but he's a nice guy really. Underneath. Like, deep underneath. Far far, deep deep down, below many layers of intimidation, he's a nice guy." Agramon relaxed and started to chuckle.
"Look, if anyone should be intimidating here, it should be you!" Shade kicked her ass, literally, forcing her to stumble after her mentor. "You won the mentor lottery, so damn it do me proud Agramon." The demon stumbled, nodded, and saw the dark crusader waiting for her down the corridor.
"I'll tell you how it went later."
"Sure. I'll expect a full brief in the morning." Agramon looked over her winged shoulders at her ice queen of a friend, and saw reassurance in those steely eyes. "You'll do great. No go and scare the shit out of some bad guys."
"Right. You two." She said to the group.
"No fucking doubt about that." Miss Swift added. She flinched, like something unpleasant had jumped down her throat, as the original speedster zipped up next to her.
The demon nodded, looking finally to Mystic X. Their eyes locked, and the gentle tones of the redhead's voice flowed through her mind.
You'll do fine. If I can survive my mentor without shaming myself, so can you.
That apparently was what she needed.
I'm not the only one with a scary mentor. I'll be fine. Mystic X nodded at her, and waved as the Demoness puffed out her chest and walked after the dark knight.
"Right." Nightwing looked cautiously at the blonde. He thought she was being very mean to her friend, before he saw a more in their exchanged looks. They clearly had their own way. "Shade, with me."
"Sure."
"What, no 'yes sir'?" he mocked her, seeing the bored scowl set on her peachy lips.
"You're not Batman."
"So? I've still been practising this whole heroism shindig longer than you have. A lot longer. And I'm a member of the Justice League."
"Wow. They should give you a medal for that." Dick looked at the woman as they marched through the complex to his allocated 'office', as Batman had put it.
"You've got a bit of an attitude on you there."
"So I've been told." She then smirked. "Luckily I don't have to say please and thank you when I'm kicking the shit out of the bad guys. If anything, it wastes time." Nightwing schooled his features like his mentor and groaned internally.
This woman was going to be a pain in the ass, clearly.
"Then let's not waste time and get on with this then." He opened the door for her when they got to his office. She just stood there with her arms folded over her chest and gave him the once over.
"Do you think I can't open a door?"
"What? No I was just-"
"I'm sure you were." She walked inside and dropped herself into a chair. She cracked her neck to one side and pulled out the new pager. "Let me brief you on my abilities and short comings so far." She opened her mouth to continue, but Nightwing had broken out in uncontrollable sniggering. "Is something funny?"
"No, not at all." no matter what I do, where I go, how I change myself, I always come back to Batman. Even my recruit is stone cold serious and sarcastic. Great. "Let's start with your skill sets, then we'll move onto your..."
"Short comings." If she wanted to be straight to business, he knew how to play that dance. Oh bring on the laughs.
Wonder Woman collected Gaia and said their first patrol wouldn't be for three days, so she'd brief her closer to the time.
The Flash didn't say much, still feeling jaded from Miss Swift's earlier reaction to him. He said they would be on patrol tomorrow night, so rest up, warm up with some light training tomorrow, and they would patrol the streets of Metropolis.
"Well that's that then." With Agramon and Shade gone, Luna carted off, Gaia announcing she need to 'recharge', and Miss Swift off to put her feet in ice, Mystic X was alone in the corridor. She slowly made her way back to her room. She'd only lingered to see if her mentor would follow. She peered inside with nervous brown eyes and saw him deep in conversation with Batman.
Once she was back in her room she locked the door behind her and sat in the middle of her bed. She felt safe in these four walls, of this little brown and cream room. She kicked off her red boots and gloves and slipped the red X mask over her head.
A deep breath left her lips and she closed her eyes to process everything she'd learn today. It was interesting that most of her friends had been selected by Batman's software, to match up with their original mentors. Interesting indeed. It was just as she contemplated submitting to a nap, she felt a strong presence touch her mind.
This was still an odd feeling for her, though it was better than the alternative. It became apparent from the first few times that J'onn had entered her mind that although very natural to him (being a telepathic species), it was not so natural to her. She was used to hearing the thoughts of others, but never another psychic. Conversing with another like her felt like there was a buzzing in her head, that became softer and or violent depending on the mood of the psychic. The stronger the psychic, the more of her head that buzzing occupied her head. Or at least, that's how it felt to her. she'd asked him about it once, asking if it felt the same way for him and why it did. He'd explained that although he couldn't peak for every psychic or telepathic being in the universe, he found that the sensation did change depending on the mood of the conversation, and the size of the presence indicated not only strength of the being, but the strength of the connection between the participants.
"For example, your voice inside my mind was very faint when we first met. Now it grows from the size of a faint whisper to soft voice. From the size of a grain of rice to a magpie."
At her request he also 'knocked' before entering her mind, by reaching out and touching it. touch was the only word she could think of to describe the feeling. Like heavy feather tracing her temples, both solid and nothing at the same time. It was a warm sensation, and allowed her to prepare for his immediate communication.
You and I will be on patrol tonight in the Watch tower. We will monitor the world surveillance systems we have, and deploy the teams out to any hot spots of criminal activity, disasters both natural and unnatural.
Vivian nodded to herself on her bed, glad that she wasn't being thrown in the deep end straight away. And to go into the Watchtower, the Watchtower, was quite exciting. The halls of justice was just a front to the public, and now their training base.
The real headquarters of the Justice league orbited the planet like a beacon to the legendary beings that resided there.
I am pleased that you are looking forward to your assignment. I shall collect you from your room at 7pm and we shall be on duty until 3am. Rest now, and be sure to eat well before I collect you.
Yes sir.
She thought that would be the end of it, so she got up and went over to the little kitchenette to make a cup of coffee.
You have shown an aptitude for group coordination and imprinting.
She jerked then, having not expected him to still be in her mind. She continued to make her drink. Having lived on the streets for so long she enjoyed being alone in this little apartment, doing every day things like making a cup of coffee, brushing her hair in front of the mirror, changing her bedding. Getting a shower and drying her hair was her most favourite thing to do in the world. Batman had a coffee machine installed at the on duty station in the tower. You can drink some whilst we watch over the Earth, if you wish.
She clanged the cup down on the counter, startled again. Is my presence in your mind distressing you?
No sir. She poured hot water from the kettle into her cup. This is still new to me and thought you had finished. I do enjoy coffee, and may need the caffeine to stay awake until 3am.
In future you will know when our patrol us due, so you will be able to adjust your sleeping patterns accordingly.
Vivian took her cup of coffee and sat on her bed, sipping it contently. What she didn't realise was she was also sending that feeling of content down her psychic connection to J'onn.
I shall leave your mind now Vivian Harper, and I shall collect you at 7pm.
And like that he was gone from her mind. This time she felt the warmth of his mind leave hers. Just like that.
