Oracle (before Velocity returns)<br/><br/>Barbara looked up and over to Nightstar and frowned.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:goldenrod">"Really? And the way he would go on about not liking it. Guess I'll have to have a little talk with him."</span>She wanted it left there.... And lucky for her, it just might be. Thanks to Velocity's tirade about controlling her speed, seemingly "correcting" her superior. Oracle just got pissed. Anyone who knew her, knew it wasn't going to be a good time for the object of her anger.<br/><br/>Velocity<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:hotpink">"Would you try some of the other items for me? I toss a mean salad."</span>She asked coyly, trying not to seem like she was flirting.<br/><br/>Artemis & Oracle<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkturquoise">"Well, that's true.... Your speed is the only thing that keeps it from being all over the floor.... We still haven't gotten that piece of bacon out of the ceiling. Probably need King Arthur to remove it."</span>She pointed up to show the thin sliver like piece of cured pork, embedded into the ceiling with maybe a millimeter visible.<br/><br/>Oracle scowled at Artemis as she grabbed Velocity by the arm. Looking at Freya she said,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:goldenrod">"You two can talk later. Her punishment isn't over yet."</span>She pulled her away, back towards the computer, and spun her to face her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:goldenrod">"One. DO <b>NOT <u>EVER</u></b> take that tone with Nightstar again, or you will find yourself on Themyscria faster than you can say <i>Ancient Greek History</i>. Two. I don't care who caused you to go out of control, when you're told to slow down... <u>SLOW DOWN</u>! Technically my warning wasn't fully out, but that's beside the point. Three. I'll get on Artemis also, but you both <i>WILL</i> start getting along and <b>stop</b> egging the other before someone gets seriously hurt either emotionally or physically. Four. This isn't the first time but it damned well <u>WILL</u> be the last. I will be setting a <b>permanent</b> speed limit for inside, when there had been an honor system. You want to play NASCAR or IndyCar... Do it outside. Do you know what the school zone speed limit is? (20mph) Good. That is the speed limit in here.... And it will be enforced."</span>She let go of the arm.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:goldenrod">"You will listen to Nightstar and Artemis talk about what the true meaning of being a hero means.... Then you will go to your room to think hard about how you behaved. Go. WALK."</span>Oracle pointed the direction Nightstar went with the Mom look written all over her face.<br/><br/>Windy, with a scolded puppy look, walked that way, quickly, but still considered walking as Oracle rolled over to nearby Artemis.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:goldenrod">"Nightstar trusts you. Stop egging on your teammates before you lose that trust. Get in there and help Nightstar regarding the two new inductees to the Halo room. It was what shut down the second Young Justice, as you know... I just hope Queen Elsa forgives us and doesn't declare war on Arkham and the Justice League, after all. Scratch that... Think we should really fear the wrath of Jonah Hex. He trusted us more."</span>(Hint to the new inductees)<br/><br/>Amethyst<br/><br/>The purple clad princess backed off with a frown.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"Long white hair... Build. Approximate height... You're near enough to Princess Opal for that mistake."</span>The warrior princess leaned on her sword and bowed her head whilst kneeling on one knee, almost proposal like, or as one might who is before a ruler.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:darkorchid">"This warrior most humbly apologizes to Lady Rose and request for a mulligan and a chance to introduce properly."</span>This was the way of the Jewel Kingdom if one owned up to a faux pas of this magnitude.<br/><br/>Lady Shazam<br/><br/>Mariam sighed and removed her glasses.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"This is so complicated, that it'll be far better to show you, then explain it, Cera."</span>She sighed, before giving herself enough room in an open space, yet still close to the counter.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"SHAZAM!"</span>She called out loudly and was immediately struck by lighting. Now, where a smallish high school student stood a moment before, was a slightly more mature adult woman of about 21, looking slightly even majestic in stature and stance.<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/attachments/1082/" title="Screenshot_20191026-173444.png">
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</div><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"I'm going to be in so much trouble now with Oracle, although you would have eventually learned this. I have no other way to explain it, though."</span>Lady Shazam sighed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"No. My name isn't Lucy. But our Principal? Well, any girl who has some 'splainin'  to do to him... Is usually called Lucy. That's even MORE complicated to explain."</span>She shrugged to end the double explanation.<br/><br/>Ember<br/><br/>Olive was all set to go all  Bachman-Turner Overdrive on Atalanta, but she got upstaged and even jumped slightly at Mary's transformation.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:orangered">"You'd think I'd be used to that by now. Atalanta... Stick around... Cause you ain't seen nothing yet."</span>She gave a cockeyed grin.<br/><br/>Oracle<br/><br/>The wheelchair bound ex-Batgirl sighed.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:goldenrod">"No. The only way you'll be in trouble is if you try to stay in that form, young lady. You are not in Super Hero High School. You're in a public school."</span>She commented.