I leave my dorm and walk towards the tedious conference that I wish wouldn't happen. I feel it's just a stroke on Kal's ego, furthering to him how he's the most 'Godly' out of us all and in control. I doubt very much this Watchtower could even function without myself running the majority of it.
I enter the room, last, and late as per usual. I am greeted with looks and stares among my colleagues, some with fear and some with anger.
"Why is he allowed to arrive late but I'm not?!" Flash retorts to Kal, trying to defend himself. Clearly he too has a lack of time management.
"Because I paid for everything in this tower, including the tower itself." I reply. Simple, concise and to the point. Wally immediately backs down, knowing he'd be fighting a lost battle.
"This is true, but the world doesn't revolve around you Batman." Clark states. He seems to be in a bit of a troubled mood. A slight ticking with his left index finger, as well as slight bags under his eyes indicates his mind has been on something. Clark isn't intelligent enough to be warranted the idea that it's a thought worthy of Einstein. So evidently it's Lois. Furthermore, he has a slight shake in his left foot, indicating panic. His hair too hasn't been as finely groomed as before. His hands have been in his hair. I believe Lois is annoyed at Clark about his commitment to the League and not her.
"Maybe you should think about the world less Clark, otherwise Lois may never talk to you again." I state firmly. Everyone's eyes opened wide with shock. I move my arm (which was currently under my cape) towards my belt in the event the Boy Scout has had enough of me.
Instead, he swallows hard, retreating from me as well. His face seems distant from the rest of him. "I … well … erm… Yes. I'm sure it'll be sorted out soon, so please can you sit down so this can begin?" He asks.
Without responding to him, I walk to my seat, which happens to be next to Diana. I've used this deduction and idea that she doesn't know, to refrain from any attempt towards her. Thoughts of failure consume my confident self.
"Well, now that everyone's here, let's begin" Clark states.
It's been 45 minutes now, and I would rather have my back broken again. It truly destroys me every time I'm here. How can something like this possibly be this boring consistently?
I have resorted to grasping my leg firmly, as I may of broke the arm chair I originally used as a stress object. This did catch the attention of the Amazon besides me, but she waved it off as 'usual behaviour of me'…
With talking in the background which I'm not listening too, I do wonder why I don't sleep during these talks. A) I don't get much sleep. B) I have lenses protecting my eyes. C) I don't snore. It seems logical to drift off from time to time.
"So what about you Batman? You're the tie breaker" Clark asks with a slight smile. I come out my thoughts as I've been presented with multiple problems. Clark seems to think he can make me look stupid, as well as find this revenge. I instantly call for J'onn for help.
'What is he on about?' I ask.
'A vote to do a photo shoot of us for a calendar in the name of charity' J'onn replies.
Oh my lord I wish my head was moving towards the desk as a really fast velocity, causing instant death.
"I cannot believe you make me come here, to vote about a calendar" I state firmly towards Clark.
"Well charity is a valid reason in almost any case" he replies.
"And you think the man who places fear among maybe millions of people, should do a photo shoot? How stupid truly are you Kal?" I ask back. I can feel the venom dropping off my tongue as I speak.
Most around me reposition themselves in the chair, mostly from shock, placing their hands over their mouths or eyebrows.
"I was smart enough to work out your identity, Bruce"
"You didn't study for X-ray vision, you was gifted it. If you didn't have it, you would be as clueless about my identity as we are about why you wore underpants over your attire for years." I reply. I believe that checkmate.
"You've made plenty of mistakes too." He states. I can see anger boiling in him.
"Well when you have to do everything in this group as most people in this League don't use there brains, mistakes are inevitable."
Well insulting the League wasn't the intention, but I have everyone's attention now.
"Excuse me?" I hear Diana say, staring as the left side of my face. I notice her right hand starting to use the arm on the chair as a stress object.
I sit silently, focusing on Kal and what he has to say in response, ignoring 'background chat'.
That may have been a mistake.
"Did you not hear me the first time Bruce?" Diana said, with more steam coming out of her than Gotham at night time.
I'm now forced to respond to her.
"I don't care whether you're from Oxford, a shack, or Themyscira. Location nor race doesn't determine intelligence. For you to believe you're smart because you're Amazonian, literally speaks to me in volumes has little intelligence you possess."
The whole room goes quiet. I swear I could literally here the silence, and it was most definitely deafening.
"You are an idiot to disrespect me like that mortal" she spits, like I'm some normal person.
"Respect is earned, Woman. You don't deserve it straight away because you're in a cult discriminating men."
Next thing I know, I've been hurled through the door. I now rest on the floor in the hallway, instead of a chair in the conference chair. At least the chair was by my side.
I get up quickly and leave. In a tight spot, I stand no chance against her. It would be suicide.
They all rush towards the hallway, attempting to see me on the ground. I've annoyed them all and as a result they don't worry for me right now. But to there displeasure, I've already left and have hid somewhere in the tower. Right now I'm being headhunter by this woman, and I need time to prepare myself. She'd be able to get to the teleporter before I and I'd be a fool to thing otherwise.
"Diana calm down!" Clark shouts, flying towards Diana in an attempt to stop her.
"Out of my way Kal, before I break you as well!" She shouts back in rage. Clearly hurt by comments previous made.
"Diana you might want to listen to Clark and try to cal.." j'onn tries to reason before having a chair hurled towards him. He lets it just go through him.
"You know you'll be wasting your time hunting him Diana" Clark tries to reason, not realising the comment made.
"Now YOU disrespect my skills too?!" Diana states in frustration. Her anger seems to now be towards Clark instead of Bruce.
"No I… I just meant he could be anywhere on earth. That's all." Clark said quietly. Diana in response calmed down, knowing she knew Bruce well.
"He's not on Earth – he is still here." She simply states.
"Diana can a simple conversation not end this? Destruction isn't necessarily needed." J'onn tries to reason once more.
"You think BRUCE will do that? Haha how foolish you are!" She yells towards J'onn. She then turns towards Clark, barging past him with a huff of pure rage.
The League attempt to follow, but J'onn stops them. "This isn't our fight. Let these two sort it out. Bruce is struggling with personal issues and accidentally insulted us all. Diana is struggling with, erm well Bruce's party. They need to talk."
"What are you on about Manhunter?" Wally asked with excitement - He loved Gossip.
"Nothing you think or want it to be Wally" he replied.
The Martian had lied...