<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0HXPp6q.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amethyst<br/><strong>Location:</strong>JL Compound<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 weeks after the Epoch War, 4 Days before the first Mission<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Amethyst moved through the compound she’d been summoned too, via this fancy new thing called “texting.” She’d barely had a phone for 5 minutes before she got one, and it had taken her about 30 minutes to figure it out. Jeans and a leather jacket had helped her blend once she landed, and she had almost laughed She’d spent more time as Amy in the past few hours then she had in nearly 2 decades. She had gone with Quartz to where she’d been summoned in Detroit, just off the river, power utility access door allowing her into a hidden bunker. The place was massive, multiple levels, rooms. The furniture…that was more familiar, to her at least. It looked as if it were from the 80s..all plush and odd angles. Her fingers drifted over one of the chairs for a moment, before a noise startled her from behind. Her sword, summoned from the ether was in her hand in a moment, pointed upwards.<br/><br/>“A fine form, though I would suggest a wider stance in the feet..” the redheaded beauty before her stood in a regal manor, a pair of guards on either side of her leveling guns at the gemworld princess. The Atlantean Queen made a gesture and the guns lowered, even as Amethyst lowered her sword, disappearing in a purple glow as she knelt down, to which the queen almost laughed “No...rise Princess..we are of royalty together…you need not bow…”<br/><br/>Amethyst smiled and stood up, tilting her blonde head to the redhead as she looked at the guards. “Queen Mera….I recognize you from the…” she trailed off and turned her head a moment. The war was only a few weeks ago, if that. Her sense of time had been off since coming here. “May I ask why you wished to see me? And here, of all places..”<br/><br/>The Queen nodded, and began walking. Amethyst walked next to her, while the guards followed a polite distance. Mera looked almost...wistful as she spoke. “They called them losers you know...a joke team. As if dedicating your life to protecting others made you worthy of scorn. My husband led them from here, until other matters drew his attentions away. Good men and women all…and they were laughed at. Truly a shame. What most don’t know, however…is Arthur is….was…sentimental. He purchased the place through,” Mera almost looked a bit embarrassed at the turn of a phrase “Shell corporations that Atlantis maintains. He never told anyone I think. But he kept the place functional…up to date…well..” her nose wrinkled at some of the furniture “At least the computers and such..”<br/><br/>Amethyst nodded, even as she looked about the main room. It was large, some sort of projector in the middle of a group of chairs. And so many computers. When she left, computers were for nerds and typing and now they were everywhere and used for, well, she wasn’t sure what. “You could reform the League, My Lady. I would be honored to help, just say the word and I can help…”<br/><br/>Her words were cut off by a wave of the Queen’s hand, as if the words themselves were a physical thing to be destroyed. Mera shook her head “My reign in Atlantis is tenuous, at best, with Arthur’s passing. I could not spare the time. But Gem World was never unfamiliar to Atlantis, even after both our worlds misfortunes…we heard tell of a woman doing glorious things there, could she not do the same here? Given, of course..the backing of a nation.” The worlds had a playful manner to them, and Amethyst felt her cheeks grow pink.<br/><br/>“That was there in Gemworld....I understood the rules there. I was a saviour, a messiah even…here I’m..I don’t believe I’m anything anymore. My powers are mostly gone, I’m barely what I was I…” Amethyst stopped, before she dwelled too much on what was lost and it overwhelmed her again, as it had in the hours past the battle. Mera stopped and placed a hand on Amethysts shoulder…there was a presence there, a calming one. It had nothing to do with powers just power.<br/><br/>“There is no shame in beginning again. I have done so many times and will do so many more. I suspect we all will. That is life. Sadly…there is also death. But how we measure in between is all we have. I would not think less of you if you declined the honour, but I do not think you should. A Princess in any realm is still that. We are born to lead, and paradoxically, to serve. You have a calling. And you have already fought with those you can call upon as well” Mera waved her hand around  “This base would suit anyone nicely I think. New Atlantean computers, Ships in the hanger, funds in the account…. All it requires is strong men and women to rise to the challenge.” Mera turned, even as her guards flanked her and began walking away back towards the river entrance, before pausing, and turning her head “Perhaps you know of some..?”<br/><br/>Amethyst watched the Queen depart. Part of her hoped, prayed that she would turn around and take this burden off of her shoulders, and stood there hoping for minutes after she heard the door close. Her hands trembled slightly, before she took a calming breath, counting to 10 in the language of the Coccolithophore. The Queen was not coming back.<br/><br/>Moving forward to the center of the room, Amethyst raised her hand too it. The computer blinked before she even touched it. In a cool, almost watery voice the computer stated “Please input your request…”<br/><br/>Amethyst cleared her throat, and squared her shoulders, “I would like to contact the following people…”<br/>