<b>Gem World</b>(Amethyst w/Batgirl)<br/><br/>Amethyst<br/><br/>Amethyst hadn't been back since she had left only a few days before, at least for her on earth one, it had only been a few. Well three. Seven pm where they came from, became morning where they beamed down.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"I don't think I'll ever get used to dimension hopping..."</span>Amethyst groaned with a head shake. She looked in the sky and the position to the east of the sun.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"About nine or ten in the morning, from the looks of it."</span><br/><br/>A young lady that resembled Ravager except wearing a white gown that appeared to have iridescent qualities, ran up to her. "We've been searching for you for three of the last four days!"<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"Princess Opal, I said I was thinking of going to earth one to establish a link, which I have, with Young Justice and the Justice League. I wanted to get us back in good standings after our civil war."</span><br/><br/>"Well, you might wanna call them in. I don't think it's as finished as we thought. Some of father's minions still don't get that we had to kill him, and they won't listen to me! I AM the house of Opal!"<br/><br/>Amethyst sighed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"That's going to have to wait until I get a new Amethyst stone for my belt."</span>She pointed to her waist where all could see the missing buckle where the gem should be.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"Had a little collision with two teammates during a scuffle with a supervillain."</span><br/><br/>Opal frowned before thumping her head. "I'll inform the others of your safe return and nothing else. I trust you and your guest..." She looked Batgirl over, and then looked at Amethyst, "will be staying for lunch at least." The two sentences would be laced with a Ravager like iceness. However, a smile finally formed, and a sweeter, yet still upset, tone came out. "You should really get Max, he'll be happy to see you, and it'll make getting to and from the mine that much quicker. I mean, your steed is extremely fast, even without using his wings." She lingered a little, looking over Batgirl again. She was already pairing her ruler and the newcomer up as a couple in her mind.<br/><br/>Mt. Justice<br/><br/>Artemis<br/><br/>Artemis seemed only interested in heading to bed, following Dr. Quincy's orders. She did give a coy smirk Atalanta's way, as she found herself once again falling for yet another speedster.<br/><br/>Ember<br/><br/>Right now, Olive was more interested in doing whatever Nightstar did. She had heard something about a bath or shower earlier, and hung nearby, in hopes they would do so together, even if there was no "play" associated with it.<br/><br/>Ivy<br/><br/>Ivy decided to investigate her new home and headquarters, and started wandering around from kitchen to living area, hall, and finally into the hall of heroes.<br/><br/>Kara<br/><br/>Kara wasn't sure what to think of the new digs.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">"So much bigger than the farmhouse in Smallville."</span>She said with wonder.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:lemonchiffon">"Not bigger than the farm itself, but definitely bigger than the house."</span><br/><br/>Mary Batson<br/><br/>With a sigh, Mary headed upstairs for her room.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">"I'm out of powers until ten or eleven tomorrow morning, so I best show Athena I learned my lesson about using wisdom, and get some sleep."</span><br/><br/>Velocity<br/><br/>Windy was so glad to be back home after the disastrous day, that she zipped about like a happy dog (which would probably strike Echo funny at least), checking everything out. Including the refrigerator which still had the mixings for her dinner, which was interrupted.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:pink">"So. Since it's thawed, out and ready to be prepared, can I make dinner tomorrow? I mean the pork roast was my plan for today's dinner on my actual day to cook."</span>She really needed to slow down her words, but there was only a cap on her movement speed. She never topped 25 miles an hour in her doglike racing around the common areas of the headquarters, so no harm, no foul.