Amethyst<br/><br/>Amethyst smiled softly as she was reminded about her sword, but gave Freya a sidelong glance. Quickly recovering she touched her jewel that appeared to be a belt buckle.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"Mace and Shield!"</span>she called, and as if by an unseen genie, an Amethyst colored circular shield similar to Wonder Woman's in size appeared on her arm complete with straps securing it there, and a like colored mace appeared in her left hand. She swung it over her head, planning to bring it down to block the sword, when the ice sheet appeared in front of her. Mace met ice, instead of sword, causing chunks of ice and amethyst sparks to fly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"What in the three moons...?! By the beards of my male ancestors! Ice!"</span><br/><br/>Artemis<br/><br/>Artemis touched the kissed cheek with her hand and smiled softly. She went quietly to her own room... On little light as a feather cat feet.<br/><br/><br/>Oracle (out of alphabetical order because of needed response)<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorange">"I sat right there when I heard Batman give the order. Speedy was livid, but agreed just to keep the peace between JL and Teen Titans. As soon as he hung up with her... I planted my foot* and got one of his infamous staredowns."</span>Oracle smirked.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorange">"I don't know why he gave me such a dirty look. I didn't feel a thing."</span>She cleared her throat.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorange">"Do your best. And if that's not good enough for him... Team up with Speedy to give him a piece of your minds. Maybe that's what he really needs..."</span>She heard the boomtube click on.<br/><br/>Ember<br/><br/>Olive rolled her eyes, she'd probably get told about it later, by Nightstar, but as she listened to Oracle; she doubted either had really listened to the other.<br/><br/>Boomtube and Zatanna (blue) (both NPCs)<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:silver">"B013. Welcome back Zatanna."</span><br/><br/>Zatanna stumbled her way over towards Nightstar and Olive.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"I get my hands free I'll give you such a zap! I already plan to give Batman a major magic wedgie he won't soon forget! Nightstar, don't hang up. I need to tell Oracle something. Something big."</span><br/><br/>Kara<br/><br/>Like with Superman, magic weakened Kara greatly, to the point she couldn't even struggle. She had almost wished the magic thief<b>had</b>conjured up Kryptonite. Thanks to her experimenting with it, she was all but immune to the stuff... Not to mention the little thing Kal-El STILL didn't know about it infusing Kara's pet cat Streaky with superpowers... Their superpowers. Her weakened state would even be noticed by Lois. Even after the magic wore off. Nobody noticed Zatanna, hands still tied in front of her, pull a disappearing act of her own.<br/><br/>Velocity<br/><br/>Velocity nodded. That sounded like a good idea.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:hotpink">"You're not gonna shed in the salad, are you?"</span>She asked trepidatiously. She grabbed the papers, putting Arrow's orders on top so Nightstar would see it first and know she was telling the truth about being told to enforce the fiber diet on her days to cook. Of course, Nightstar would still have the last laugh (and word) since Batman WAS ordering Windy herself to double down on her own fiber intake if she wanted her eclairs. She got downstairs just as Zatanna told Oracle about the happenings at the auction. Windy MacEnroe started to realize more and more... This wasn't a video game.<br/><br/>Zatanna<br/><br/>Zatanna quickly filled in the details of what just happened at the auction, including the blonde girl reporter with the big mouth.<br/><br/>Oracle frowned, and glanced at Nightstar.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorange">"Why are your hands still bound at the wrists, Zatanna?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"You tell me, Oracle! Watch. <i>Sepor dnibnu!</i>"</span>The ropes unwound,but just before Zatanna was completely free... They rebound themselves to Zatanna's wrists. Zatanna tried the other attempt.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"<i>Dnibnu sepor!</i>"</span>The same thing happened.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:blue">"The worse thing about this is Lobo and some cub reporter for the Daily Planet can't get out of their seats. All the other magic, including the spell used to gag me... Pffft. Gone."</span><br/><br/>Oracle sighed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorange">"This is very disturbing. Your dad's stronger Zatanna. Perhaps he can free you... I'll ask Speedy to spare Raven for a few to take care of the intergalactic bounty hunter and that reporter's little problem."</span>She looked at Nightstar.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorange">"Your point is made. I'll talk to Diana, Ollie, John, Hal, Arthur, J'onn and Barry about overruling ANYTHING Bruce tries to do regarding his test or this. Get to training, please. Zatanna, report back here to Young Justice HQ after Zatara unravels your little problem.... And don't zap the boomtube when you return, or <u>YOU</u> can fix it; WITHOUT magic. End of discussion."</span>With that, a very aggravated Barbara hung up muttering about Clark's little disappearing act, and now a thieving magic user with Norse godlike powers. This was all she needed.<br/><br/>(*-since Oracle has very limited mobility and probably no feeling, planting her foot would be the equivalent of blocking his path and stomping on his foot)