<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/34b6/f/2011/197/9/1/booster_gold_wallpaper_by_jeremymallin-d3vi8im.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Booster Gold<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Alaska (Brrr)/Watchtower<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>November 1, 0200 (and a little before)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wonder Woman/Aquaman (And anyone else)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Mild Language, Shameless self promotion.  (All Yellowish Text is Skeets)<br/><br/><em>(T-minus 30 minutes to teleportation, aboard the watchtower)</em><br/><br/>Booster stuck her tongue out slightly as she fiddled with Skeets' shell. The stupid thing was supposed to be twist and snap to replace it with one of his other casings, but what worked in theory didn't always work in practice. And her friend's wiggling and complaining wasn't helping either.<br/><br/>"Miss Gold you know I don't like this shell! The other bots make fun of me with it! It's also very itchy and uncomfortable!" Skeets' squirmed a bit more, trying to hover away in his new white shell, even as Booster tugged him back, and hunched over, trying to force the connections into place.<br/><br/>"Yeah well..this is your most durable shell lil buddy..stop it!..and where we're going I want to make sure you're water tight. And the other bots won't be invented for a few hundred years so I think you're going to be fine..." Booster grunted a little as she snapped the connections into place finally, the memory metal sealing itself up the small seam.<br/><br/>"You ARE going to change me back into my normal casing after this Miss Gold?" Booster gave her little robot pal a thumbs up, even as she wiggles her goggles up before heading to the teleportation room, her robot friend grumbling and floating behind her.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Booster gave a little murp as she felt the teleportation field wash away from her and Skeets. Skeets, as usual was unaffected, but she felt her tummy churning just a little bit. Almost immediatly she was hit with a wave of cold that bit her to the very core.<br/><br/>"Gah! High beam territory here! Skeets!" She turned over her shoulder, barely paying attention to much going on around her even as she cranked up her force field belt. It created it's own atmosphere, a a comfortable 72, making her shiver a little more before she finally started to warm up. "The last time we were in Alaska it was like..80!"<br/><br/>"The last time you were in Alaska it was nearly 400 years from now..my history files indicate that in 2093 there was.." Booster waved her hands at Skeets and gave a sigh.<br/><br/>"Right right..things are different and it's hella cold out. I get it. Remind me to find a thermal costume sometime. Hey new action figure! Arctic Mission Boooooooohello..." Booster tilted her goggles down as she glanced over at the shirtless one. She knew who he was of course,  she'd read...skimmed..the briefing. "So you're the king of Ablantis? I mean Atlantis? I mean...I didn't think situps would do much underwater...or is this a crossfit thing..?"<br/><br/>Booster sniffed a little, and looked over at the shipyard and scanned it. Lots of thermals, and Skeets was already doing a 3D map in the air for them all to look at. Frowning a little bit she looked over at Wonder Woman "I mean..it's just a guy in a scuba tank right? How hard can it be...?"<br/><br/>