<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, 21:48<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Watchtower, the Gotham Clocktower, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Arthur Curry/King Orin<hr/><br/>M'gann breathed a little easier when he chuckled when he caught her irritation regarding his Seers.  She knew it wasn't their fault as well, but it was still annoying, having never been a fan of such things on a good day as stated before, but at least Orin was doing what little he could do see this through before whatever Doom they had predicted could come to pass.  That was, despite how annoyingly vague Orin's Seers were, better than not doing anything at all.  But she didn't let it linger in her thoughts for long, smiling when Orin said Kori had indeed found him, and that despite a minor hiccup, seemed to have had a good time together.  She was curious as to what had occurred, even though she had a pretty good idea what a visit from Kori usually entailed given past experiences, not personally of course, but stories got around even among superheroes, but she didn't ask, knowing that Orin would tell her or he wouldn't, and she was fine either way.  Besides, he deserved his moments of happiness, especially after everything he'd been through in his homeland, let alone what had happened on the surface.  To that end, she nodded and relaxed further into his welcome embrace.<strong>"At least you and her had a chance to talk, that's gotta count for something right?"</strong>M'gann asked, offering Orin a small smile before he felt his worry hit her like a freight train, the conversation having since moved to the Continuum.<br/><br/>M'gann was fully aware of Atlantis's loyalty to those that they considered one of their own.  She also knew, even if she hadn't seen the aftermath of the second invasion by Darkseid's super soldiers, that Atlantis was in no position to go into yet another drawn out engagement.  As such, she shook her head, both to Orin's question about the Continuum strike team harming her, and to tell him it wasn't necessary for his offering the might of Atlantis to help destroy the Continuum, even though a large part of her still greatly appreciated the offer.  It was touching, to know Orin so cared for her, to know that he was willing to protect her without any thought to himself.  His people needed him though, and she was only one woman in the face of his entire kingdom.  From a realistic standpoint, his people should always come first, and M'gann gently squeezed Orin's fingers between hers before meeting his concerned gaze.<strong>"Uncle Orin, I'm fine, other than I had a pretty bad headache for a while after Sykes threw that psychic grenade at my feet.  It knocked me flat out on my back, and if not for Captain Atom, we wouldn't be having this conversation.  That said, I know I have your support and it means a lot to me to hear you say that, but I wouldn't ask you to put your people at risk for me alone Uncle Orin.  They've been through enough as it is.  Besides, I know what to expect next time, should they make the mistake of coming after me or anyone else."</strong>When he asked why she hadn't talked about this sooner though, M'gann looked away, her cheeks turning a shade brighter at the same time.<br/><br/>She pulled away completely from Orin's grasp, and sighed heavily, a sense of guilt washing through the link that she didn't try to hide, not from Orin.  She reluctantly met his gaze, and let him see the private she had brain bashed, letting him 'see' what she'd seen that day when she ripped his memories away to learn just what she was dealing with.  She showed him enough of the Continuum's practices to give him an idea that the man she had left in a coma had enjoyed the sight of aliens and other beings being experimented on, of being tortured essentially, and to give him a pretty clear picture that the Continuum were worse than Lexcorp in some ways.  Of the two, she'd almost prefer Lexcorp since they had been somewhat humane about their practices by comparison, but her guilt was still palpable since she had crossed a line, even though a part of her had felt justified once Sykes threatened her and then anyone that she called friends and family, Artemis having been the top of his list.  Once she had given him a summed up version of events through the link, M'gann looked away again, her arms crossed protectively around herself.<strong>"I didn't tell you not just because of what <em>I </em>did to that soldier, but because I was worried....afraid that they'd come after you next.  I know you can handle yourself, far better than me in some ways, but you're one of the few people I have left in the world Uncle Orin.....I don't know how I'd handle it if...something happened to you too."</strong>It was a lame excuse for her going to such extremes perhaps, but the sincerity was there, the raw terror and fear that they'd somehow be able to take down the King of Atlantis despite the fact far stronger and numerous enemies had tried and failed.