<div style="text-align: center;">Herleifr "Leif" Luthor<br/><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Scion</span></div><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Leif looked behind him, smiling cheerfully at the new arrivals. "Hey!" He hopped to his feet and smiled cheerfully at the young Titans. "I'm Herleifr Luthor - you can just call me Leif, really - and I'm here on behalf of LexCorp to welcome you to your new home!"<br/><br/>Leif then turned to face the old Titans. He had his eyes on Raven specifically, who was giving him a rather odd look as she attempted to telepathically read his true motivation for visiting the Tower, but was meeting the mental barrier that he had built through intense training. As he had during his meeting at the Watchtower prior, he could blame it on his genetic model's paranoid nature when it came to Leif's well-being if Raven confronted him on the subject. She would have access to his emotions, of course, but he was too calm to give anything about his plans away. And why would he be anything but calm during this particular business venture? His visit to Titans Tower was just as much out of good faith as it was of malevolent intention.<br/><br/>They could be faithful allies just as easily as they could be a setback, really. It all depended on how they'd react to Leif's plans.</div></div></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Monday Drake<br/><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Kitsune</span></div><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">"We're live!"<br/><br/>The shout came from Ambra, who had been monitoring the Titans West security footage since they had finished their most recent drill. This had been her second notification of activity in the Tower (the first had been a well-dressed fellow with a book that Kitsune recognized immediately as Leif Luthor, Lex Luthor's less lunatic and more likeable clone), but this one was indeed the new Titans, accompanied by their parents and chaperones.<br/><br/>Monday couldn't help but give an apprehensive sigh. As experienced as Titans East's members were, the majority of them had their abilities bestowed upon them rather recently, while Titans West's members had all wielded their powers for their entire lives. She couldn't help but see them as superiors. She especially wanted to meet RoZeta (she had heard that she was very clever for her age) and Emerald (more out of curiosity - Beast Boy could never explain where the extra mass for his transformations came from and went, but maybe his daughter had more of a firm grip on how his powers worked).<br/><br/>"Alright," Monday said. "Everybody, line up." The three other Titans joined her in front of the Zeta-Beam. Scoop had his arms crossed, and his mouth twisted into an impatient frown. Ambra was running in place, ready to explode through the Zeta-Beam as soon as Titans West established their side of the link. Flan's posture and expression were glum, and those details alone screamed how much he wanted to get to work as a hero already.<br/><br/>Granted, they were different, but Monday was sure she could get them to band together somehow. She just had to establish a common goal between them all that wasn't just proving themselves to the League...</div></div></div>