<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/b/b0/Miss_Martian_Earth-16_002.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130504124041)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>M'gann M'orzz<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Miss Martian<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>Remnants of the Justice League<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 21:45<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Watchtower, the Gotham Clocktower, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Arthur Curry/King Orin<hr/><br/>Despite how quickly he cut off the flow, M'gann still felt the guilt at his inability to help during that day.  She didn't blame him though, she never could, not after everything they had both been through.  Besides, he had done a lot to help her, both before the second invasion and after the League had fallen, so she could never be angry with his not being there when they had needed him most.  That and chances were he might have ended up dead as well, so in a way, it was probably just as well he hadn't been present during the second invasion, although he had had his own to worry about at the time.  So it was only natural she sent a short burst of understanding and the sense that he didn't need to apologize for anything as far as she was concerned before phasing through the wall of the clock tower.  And while she couldn't phase someone else through a wall, she could have easily let someone into Dinah's hideout if she had had half a mind, but that would be just be rude, especially after she had saved her life most likely.  Besides, there was no way she'd tell anyone where Dinah's hideout was, let alone any of the other ones she knew existed, so it was a moot point regardless all the way around, and she knew Orin wouldn't tell a soul, so there was nothing to worry about.  But all of this was pretty far from the martian's mind, her thoughts pretty much consumed with wanting to reunite with one of the few 'family' members she had left on Earth these days.  Well, technically re-reuniting, but that was besides the point as she made all speed for Orin's current position.<br/><br/>The impromptu spin and lift into the air had a slight gasp of surprise escaping her, but M'gann was more joyous than anything even as the vortex of emotions in her chest continued to circulate through her mind.  Gratitude, relief, grief, sorrow, and so much more, but eventually she settled on joy and relief that he was fine, and that he was here in front of her again.  It helped the waves of calm and reassurances helped M'gann forget her worry as she looked up and managed a watery smile, her tears damp but her eyes drying up quickly under the physical and psychic comfort he was giving her.  Slowly letting him go, she wiped her eyes with the back of her costume's sleeves before gently disentangling herself from Orin's grasp.<strong>"You're right, we've been through far worse than Ivy, but it's just been....difficult."</strong>That went without saying, but she said it anyway as she took a steadying breath and sighed in relief despite what she had just said.  Not just the events that had put them in the situation they were, just life in general had been hard all the way around.  Still, she pushed those thoughts to the side and managed a stronger, if still subdued, smile for Orin's benefit, knowing she wasn't fooling him but it made her feel better as she sat on the edge of the smoking area, her legs dangling over the side of the building.  The view out here was indeed spectacular, but for someone that could fly, it did lose some of its appeal.  That said, she still sent a sense of enjoyment and marvel at the sight before them, her arms relaxed at her sides.  Looking over her shoulder though, M'gann couldn't help but feel concerned for Orin himself.<strong>"How have you been Uncle Orin?  I know you wouldn't leave home unless you were here for a pretty good reason.  So something's going on, something big, and while I'm happy you're here, I know you would have rather helped your people rebuild after...what happened."</strong>And it was the truth, but M'gann wasn't about to push if he didn't want to talk about it.  Besides, she was just happy he was here at all, and sent as much to the Atlantean.