<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>October 18, 2017, 0900<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Starman, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>As early as he could the Doctor had left recruitment to his ally, J'onn. But he couldn't expect everything from the Martian, and sometimes he made the time to help greet newcomers. He did at least try to help, in those few moments he could manage to tear himself away from research. It was just too much to study, such vast knowledge he didn't grasp yet. And it needed so much time and focus. But right now he had to do his part to welcome the arrival.<br/><br/>He waited on the Watchtower wearing his helmet, armour and cloak. He looked distinctly out of time and out of place with the outdated style of the helm, but he managed to come across seriously none the less. Particularly to anyone who'd seen the things he'd done over the past few decades. Not as famous as Superman now, no, but before the newer generation of heroes he'd been pretty well known, and his exploits were well documented. Not that he was here to impress the newcomer. It was in an instant that this 'Starman' arrived on the Watchtower. After a few seconds of looking around the man just managed a 'Whoa'. Kent smiled a little under the helmet. It was nice to see someone impressed by what they'd done so quickly.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the Watchtower, Jacob. I am Doctor Fate." Fate's voice was filtered by the helm, giving it a depth and gravitas that the man ordinarily lacked. With it he came across more than a little otherworldly.