<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>August 25th, 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Early morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Meeting Chambers<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Staring death in the face and escape<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Everyone in her section of Mission 1<br/>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Stargirl barely held herself still when 13 reacted poorly to her warning, just about screaming in her face about his status as Waller's slave.  She wasn't impressed.  He was an unknown variable and she was in full mission mode now.  For all she knew, he could have been suffering from Stockholm syndrome from his time as their lapdog, or had some mental programming none of them knew about.  His anger was understandable though, so she didn't reply, not even when he tried to intimidate her by taking out the mook that had been "sneaking" up on her with a blast that came way too close for comfort that cut the poor idiot in half.  Honestly it just proved her point, that he could kill so casually.  He was dangerous and she held one of the few counters to him, so she'd obviously be keeping an eye on him.  She did, however, let out a little breath she'd been holding once he was no longer in her face.  She was cocky, not stupid, after all.<br/><br/>"Time to go," she said simply as the facility shook with the force of 13's rage, joining Vixen in making their escape.  She barely spared 13 a glance when he joined them on the ship, one leg crossed over the other knee and staff balanced on her lap as she waited for takeoff.  Boy had issues, but that was no surprise.  "I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I'm ready to blow this popsicle stand."