<div class="floatleft">(https://images.askmen.com/recess/interviews/crush-of-the-week-laura-prestin-10-151821044160.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Hero Outfit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/82/b8/2c/82b82cceb8d29c02db6b8189792f28cd.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, August 21st<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Meeting Chambers<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Epic Facepalm<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Everyone present<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Stargirl resisted the urge to groan as the briefing was taken over by Damien, one hand rising to her forehead and dragging down over her face as he went on about the details like he was the king of the world and they were his lowly peons.  Raised a real winner with this one, Bats.  Congratulations.  Of course the others, and to an extent herself, were upset by his lack of respect and blatant arrogance, but she managed not to snap at him, even if it was tempting to do so.  The others, meanwhile, didn't hold back, and let the Boy Blunder have it, a fact she appreciated even if it wasn't helpful.  She let them get it out before standing and tapping the butt of the Cosmic Staff on the floor, causing a sound much louder than the light tap should have warranted.<br/><br/>"Okay, okay, everyone put away the bruised pride and massive senses of self importance before y'all embarrass us in front of the Bat," Stargirl began with a deliberately light tone.  "Redbird, seriously, tone down the ego.  Your head barely fits in the room as is."  She looked to the others.  "And I know, it's tempting to turn the Boy Blunder into paste, but let's not kill each other before our first mission, okay?"  She let out a weary sigh and sat back down, one leg crossing over the other as she looked to the Batman.  "You picked a hell of a team, Bats.  I dunno how you did it, but we're even more dysfunctional than an Arkam therapist on a bender."