<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://assets.vg247.com/current//2017/03/injustice_2_dr_fate.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Doctor Fate<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Watchtower<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>26th October 2017 - 3:00 AM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Catwoman<br/><strong>Content:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>Fate turned his head a little when she suggested a few may dislike her. He understood her meaning but this was not a place for dissent and petty disagreements. For a brief moment the eyes of his helmet flickered white, heat spilling into the room immediately. Even such a mild flexing of what the helmet could do flooded the room with warmth, as if a furnace blast door was opened.<br/><br/><strong>"They would be unwise to. This is not a place for past arguments and little things. Everyone here is here for a reason, and we will all work together."</strong>He certainly wasn't making threats, but the point was clear that he would not tolerate a second of feuding or infighting from the League. He softened quickly and briefly didn't know how to respond, not used to compliments of that nature.<br/><br/><strong>"J'onn's the one who's impressing you with this. I'm more archaic. But I'm glad. Welcome to the League, Miss Kyle."</strong>He raised a hand, clad in a golden gauntlet, out towards her as ever the old fashioned gentleman.<br/><br/><strong>"We have advanced medical facilities. J'onn or one of the others can easily tend to your injuries, and take you from there to your quarters. When you're settled J'onn can also fetch any personal belongings you want brought up."</strong>