<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>Watchtower<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Noonish Oct 30 2017<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shazam (And anyone accompanying him)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>(All Yellowish Text is Skeets)<br/><br/>Booster gave a little shrug at the comments, it didn't really matter what he said. That breakfast wrap was freakin' delicious. Pondering a little bit for a moment, she glanced this way and that for a garbage can, but couldn't find one. So she stuffed the wrapper into her pocket. Skeets hovered dutifully behind her as she followed after Shazam, mulling some of his thoughts a little bit in her head. Skeets however, was the one that vocalized a comment in his usual blissfully unaware way.<br/><br/>"I don't think Mr Hunter would like that Mr Shazam. He was already upset enough when we..." Booster coughed softly, interrupting her robot friend, who was at least cagey enough to take the hint and switch tracks, accessing some of the norms of the time why someone might be mad at them on the internet "Weren't available to help him move. It was very sad. He threw out his back and we missed pizza."<br/><br/>Booster rubbed the bridge of her nose a little bit and quickly changed the subject as they got into the monitor center "Whoa...sweet setup...I bet you could watch like...all the ESPN's in here..." This time it was Skeets turn to give a little cough "Oh and check out a ton of crimes. Right, stopping crime. Crime is bad of course!"