DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]
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				Title: <strong>DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>20-10-2018, 05:37:35</strong>
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				(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjU0LjAwMDAwMC5TblZ6ZEdsalpTQkJZMkZrWlcxNS4w/cgf-arch-reactor.regular.png)<br><span style="font-family: Georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Location:</strong> Fictional Island, <strong>Norsisle</strong>, Off the coast of Chile, South America</span><br><br><div align="center">(https://d.gr-assets.com/groups/1307388040p8/49148.jpg)</div><br><br>The academy has three accessible floors:<br><br><strong>1st Floor </strong>– Reception Hall, Banquet Hall, Kitchen, Study/Library, and Elevator.<br><strong>2nd Floor</strong> – Dorm Rooms<br><strong>3rd Floor</strong> – Senior Member Rooms (Students with longevity in this game will be able to live on this floor eventually. But when they do reside here, they are no longer students but teacher/mentors. Their jobs will be to welcome and mentor the future.)<br><br>The academy has three restricted floors:<br><br><strong>Basement Level 1</strong> – Hi-Tech Gym, Training Rooms, Blast Rooms<br><strong>Basement Level 2</strong> – Research Facility/Infirmary – medical and security/intel systems to include a ritual room.<br><strong>Basement Level 3</strong> – Simulator – the simulator is the largest equipment needing an entire floor dedicated to it. The simulator functions like the Danger Room.<br><br>Outdoors:<br><br><strong>Front Yard</strong> – Open Lawn and Salt Lake (the sea is just on the other side).<br><strong>East Property</strong> – Racing track for vehicles or “speedsters.”<br><strong>West Property</strong> – Flower Gardens/Hedge Maze<br><strong>Backyard</strong> – outdoor Olympic-size pool and sandlot<br><br><strong>Special mentions:</strong> Running path; there is a running path that wraps around the entire island perimeter for those characters who like to go for a run. The Salt Lake has a dock for those who like to swim or fish. The gardens are a great picnic or meditation area.<br><hr><br><div align="center">(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjYwLjAwMDAwMC5VM1J2Y25rZ1NXNTBjbTgsLjQA/mafakanev.regular.png)</div><br><div align="center">(https://newjerseycustomhomebuilders.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/terrific-mens-bedroom-ideas-black-decor-with-design-52637.jpg)(http://www.dadubuzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/list_pioro.jpg)(https://m.wsj.net/video/20170322/032217mansionelevator/032217mansionelevator_640x360.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">You awake no longer where you once were, submerged in comfy linens. The sun pours through the window you notice. The sky is white and outside is powdered with fog. What surrounds you is luxury. It all seems expensive and the care given to it is neat. You were either in a mansion or a hotel, but you don’t know how you arrived. At the foot of the bed is a card, folded into a tent. Scrawled across it in intricate cursive ink was the word “Welcome.” In the card, if one were to pick it up were instructions:</span><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Leave the room.<br>Walk down the hall until you find an open area with four elevators.<br>Take the second elevator on the left and press this code into the number pad: 0923.<br>When the doors open, you will find yourself in a white room.<br>You have reached your destination.<br>See you soon.</em></span></div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">You could stay in bed, but you may never learn the answers to your questions. You can try to escape the mansion, but you will find yourself on an isolated island and who knows exactly where. No matter where you try to run, you find yourself mysteriously appearing in <strong>The White Room.</strong></span><br><br><div align="center">(https://static.turbosquid.com/Preview/2016/12/05__15_34_08/2.jpg5C56A95C-C56A-42C3-80F3-5716C068CB23Original.jpg)</div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=8]character pic[/img][/floatleft]<br><br>[font=georgia][b]Name:[/b] [url=CS link]Character Name[/url]<br>[b]Date | Time:[/b] Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br>[b]Location:[/b] Where are they?<br>[b]Tagging:[/b] Who your character is directly interacting with. Add a (M) if they mention someone.<br>[b]Note:[/b] Anything worth mentioning.[/font]<br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>20-10-2018, 22:01:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">This has to be a nightmare.<br><br>That was what she kept telling herself within her head after she finally opened her eyes as she woke up from her slumber. Instead of being in her familiar private room where she would reside in whenever she would rest her head after a long day of meditation, classes and training, she had found herself in a very different and unfamiliar room. Didn't she just arrive on Earth some while ago? How did she end up being here in the first place?<br><br>Many questions popped up in her head and yet there were no answers to be found. Looking out through the open window proved to be unhelpful as she couldn't see anything through the fog; even if she could it was bright outside. Trying not to panic was easier said than done, but Raven knew that she had to keep her composure. Gathering her wits, she slipped herself from the bed only to pick up the curious folded card left near the bed and she read the message, only to read it once, then twice again.<br><br>Well, at least someone was kind enough to give some instructions. Answers would have been nicer, but this would do.<br><br>She folded the card to slip it into the pocket of her clothes as she decided that the best route for this situation was to just follow the given instructions unless she was given any other reason to do otherwise. Not only that but she really did want to leave from the room to explore her new surroundings; perhaps find a way to escape if there was a possibility. Stepping out of the initial room though, the dark-haired woman really did wonder on where she really was. Still, she followed the instructions as she found the elevators and then pressing the code into the number pad like instructed. The elevator soon shifted after she stepped in, and immediately, dread started to slide in. When the doors finally opened once the elevator reached the designated floor, Raven exited to find herself in a whole different room<br><br>This particular room was so purely white, which somewhat irked the young woman. It didn't help that it made her appearance so contrasting especially when she was dressed in a black robe, along with her very dark hair. Nonetheless, she knew she had reached her destination but found that there was nobody else other than her. "H-Hello? Is anybody here?" She hesitantly called out, still uncertain about what was going on. Nonetheless, Raven figured she should wait and what better way to pass the time other than doing some meditation — especially when she really needed it right now. After finding a seat, the woman assumed into a comfortable meditation pose before letting herself immersed in chanting her mantra.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>20-10-2018, 22:52:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><em> 'What the hell?' </em> Bruce didn't say anything...what would be the point of that? But when he suddenly awoke in a nice cushy bed instead of trying not to freeze in a cave located in the mountains of the Himalayas trying not to be found by a literal League of bloodthirsty assassins...well it was jarring, to say the least, and Bruce's first instinct was to roll out of bed into a crouch, the knife formerly strapped to his shin now in his hand ready to defend himself against attack...which didn't appear to be coming. <br><br><em> 'I guess it wasn't a dream.'</em> Bruce realized as he re-sheathed the knife which likely would have been useless anyway. If his adversary had the power to suddenly transport him who knows where, a simple knife wasn't going to do much good. No, the more likely explanation was that that mysterious Doctor Fate was responsible for his sudden relocation. Bruce had half convinced himself that he'd hallucinated the conversation with the mysterious being. After all, people like that didn't really exist, right? <br><br>&nbsp;"Sure...just like acid pits that raise people from the dead, talismans that can disintegrate people, and men who can throw you across the room with their mind don't really exist either." Bruce muttered. His time with the League had taught him a lot, but the hardest lesson to learn was just how much he didn't know about the world. So when the offer had come to learn about such things, Bruce had accepted it, not actually expecting it to happen. And yet...here he was.<br><br>&nbsp;Bruce was no stranger to luxury. He'd grown up in Wayne Manor, after all. But he'd walked away from all that over five years ago, and in that time the fanciest place he'd stayed was a run down apartment off campus. So he looked at the cushy bed with a hint of disdain. '<em>That's going to have to go.' </em> He thought. If this was truly going to be his home for who knew how long, he was going to need to get some equipment and he'd need the extra room to set it up. <br><br><em> 'Not helpful.' </em> Bruce thought with a frown as he stared out the window. All that told him was that it was day, and the fog likely meant there was a body of water close by. But as the earth was over 3/4 water, that didn't exactly narrow it down. That was assuming he was even ON earth. Sure, he could breath, and the gravity didn't feel any different, but with Doctor Fate involved that didn't mean anything. He could probably cause Bruce to see whatever Dr. Fate wanted. <br><br>&nbsp;"So...no point in not playing along." Bruce realized as he took up the notecard that had obviously been left for him, quickly memorizing it before he held it up to the light, curious if there was another hidden message on the paper. But it appeared things were just exactly as they appeared, but that didn't mean Bruce didn't try and wring as much information as he could out of it. "Four elevators...why four?" He pondered. Most places one elevator sufficed, except for hotels which were high traffic areas. Was this going to be a high traffic areawith dozens of people traveling multiple floors on a mission? Either that, or for some reason each elevator only went to specific levels which would make sense with the specific requirement he use the second one from the left. <br><br>&nbsp;And the code. 0923? Just random, or was there some significance to it? September 23 was the obvious answer, but what did that mean? A lot of events had happened that day. So had a lot of births and deaths, but the same could be said for any day. Was it the year? Was Doctor Fate trying to tell him he'd been born on 923 A.D.? or even 923 B.C.? Bruce had to admit either was possible as the man who he'd been training under until recently was reported to be over 600 years old, and after what Bruce had seen there...he believed it. <br><br>&nbsp;But he wasn't going to get any answers staying in his room, and there was no point in trying to go off script at this early date. Data. He needed more data, and the best way to get it seemed to be to play along. There wasn't much to be done to prepare. Bruce had fallen asleep fully clothed, his black tunic, boots and pants a little worse for wear but they were the only clothes he had right now. So Bruce followed the instructions, hoping Doctor Fate ad kept their bargain about altering his appearance in front of the other students, not yet ready for the everyone to know Bruce Wayne was attending...whatever it was he was attending. <br><br>&nbsp;The trip went without interuption or deviation from the instructions on the note, but it also presented no further clues to what was expected of him. Even his destination offered no hints, but there was little doubt he was in the right place. The note had said a white room, and the only spot of color in the place aside from Bruce himself was what appeared to be a teenage girl...an attractive teenage girl, but Bruce pushed that thought away...mostly...also dressed in black who appeared to be meditating. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce saw no need to interrupt her, he suspected she had no more answers than he did. So he quietly took a seat where he could keep an eye on both the girl (she didn't appear to be a threat, but then, neither had Talia) and the entrance to the so-called white room...and waited, curious what the definition of 'soon' was in Doctor Fate's dictionary. . <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 01:52:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"> "Warning, systems failing. Auto-Pilot disabled. Manual piloting disabled. Please take cautionary measures. Radiation levels are reaching critical."<br><br>Kara's fingers moved easily over the controls she'd learned months before. Trying anything to at least enable the manual drive. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she screamed at the ship. Alarms blared and buzzed around her and behind her? An entire planets screams drowned out by the explosion of its very core. Chunks of the planet knocked her ship like it was a toy in a bath. Threatening to rip it apart. <br><br>It was far from on course, and if she couldn't get the damn buttons to work, it would never be.<br><br>Another frustrated scream left her lips, and when she looked up again she could see nothing. Darkness ahead, fire behind. <br><br>"No." she screamed, slamming her fist down. "No, no, no, no." She had to pull away, Kara had to do something. She had a mission, she had to survive. For her parents, for her Aunt and Uncle. For Kal-El. <br><br>Even as she drew her legs up to her chest she sobbed hopelessly into her knees. "Daddy..." she cried and as she did, the young woman was hit with the reality that she'd never see any of them again. Then the sharp sting in her neck came and her body began to relax.<br><br>"Beginning deep sleep sequence, awakening will commence upon arrival to earth. Sweet Dreams Kara." <br><br>Her mothers voice this time. The last time she would ever hear it. It beckoned her into the darkness of sleep, and even if she wanted to. She would not be able to fight off the slumber that overcame her. The slumber that would save her from the experience of her death within the black hole she drifted into. <br><br></span><hr><hr><div align="center">Present Day</div><hr><hr><br><br>Kara's head tossed on the pillow, her form wrapped in soft blankets. Soothing music played, calming her, reminding her of home. But this wasn't home. Far from it. The air felt different, smelled different, hell it even tasted different. Fingers gripped the sheets as the young woman opened her eyes slowly. <br><br>She'd had the worse dreams. Her entire planet gone. Destroyed. Reaching for her pet, Kara's eyes darted around the room as the reality hit her. No. This wasn't her room, it wasn't her bed. Not even her planet. It couldn't be. Sitting up she looked around quickly, her blond hair falling in a mess around her. <br><br>She was still in the same suit she'd left Krypton in. The same age, everything felt the same. Except the part where she'd been sucked into a black hole. Or had she simply dreamed that part? Going to the window she tried to force it open, only to find it locked. <br><br>Trying the lock, Kara felt it break in her hand and glared down at it. Wait. Had she done that? It had snapped so easily. Now it was stuck in the locked position though. A growl left her lips. <br><br>"Hello?" she called out to the empty room. It was nice, serene, and beautiful. Much more beautiful than anything she'd ever had. Had she been found? It didn't seem as though the door on the bedroom was locked. Walking towards it she pulled it open and stepped into the hall looking around. <br><br>The card lay unnoticed where it was left. <br><br>Every part of her wanted to break down, to cry and she was on the cusp of losing it when she heard footsteps nearby. "Hello? What's going on? Where am I?" <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 21:17:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce/John, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Even if she was immersed in her meditation, she remained fully alert in case anybody had entered into the room. The door sliding open was a clear indication of another's appearance, but even Raven knew that this new arrival didn't offer any answers. She could sense wariness from the individual, obviously towards his situation and also towards her — the only other living being other than him present within the room. But his arrival would imply that there would be more people coming into this very room. And she wouldn't be surprised if most of them would be as confused as they were.<br><br>Still, there was the question on what she should do now she had company within the room. Raven slipped herself out of her meditative state, allowing her amethyst gaze to shift over to the young man who took a seat within the room — a distance away from her, which was a clever idea nonetheless, and to keep his eyes on the door to watch any who would enter. She waited in the pin-drop silence within the room, mostly figuring that they really had nothing to say — until quiet moments had passed between them to where nothing had really happened.<br><br>In any other situation, Raven wouldn't initiate a conversation — nonetheless with a stranger, or with <em>anybody</em>, in fact. But she soon realized that she might have to take the necessary step if she would want to gather any information. Perhaps she could gain an ally in this strangest of situations — which was an idea that she wasn't too fond of. Furthermore, it was just strange to see another being — a human, from what she could gather — and he looked around her age too. Something she wasn't too familiar with, especially when on Azarath, she had been surrounded by elderly and those much older than her.<br><br>How does one even start a conversation with a young individual?<br><br><em>Ah, fucking hell. This sucks.</em><br><br>"You don't have any answers to my lingering questions either." She finally broke the silence within the room. Still, the woman spoke in a rather monotonous voice despite she spoke in a soft, polite manner — for the time being, that is. "So let me guess. You found yourself in an unfamiliar room too? Same as me. I have no idea who brought us here, but I'm telling you I'm no threat." She knew the irony when she spoke the last sentence, but he didn't need to know that or any of it, anyway. "Since we might be here for a while, I'm Raven. And you?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>21-10-2018, 22:49:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><em> 'See you soon.' </em> The note had said...but soon was clearly a relative term. But Bruce had once waited for a month on the doorstep of a Sensei in Japan to prove he was worthy to be a student, so if this was going to be a test of patience, Bruce was not going to be the one to fold. <br><br>&nbsp;And indeed the silence was broken, if not by the one who had summoned him, and clearly at least one other, to wherever they were. And though he kept his face impassive, her first sentence filled him with a sense of apprehension. How did she know he didn't have any answers? Was it simply a deduction on her part, like he had assumed she wasn't responsible for his abrupt arrival at this place? Or was it something more? <br><br>&nbsp;Her next sentence didn't offer many clues except for confirming the fact that she had arrived in a similar matter as he. But her next comment brought forth the wave of apprehension again...how did she know he considered her a potential threat? Just due to his body postion as he faced her? Or did she have some uncanny form of insight, and did that insight extend to the knowledge that he thought she was pretty? Even her voice might have qualified a bit on the seductive side, as soft as she spoke. But if she did pick up on that, she was polite enough not to mention it. <br><br>&nbsp;"John." Bruce replied with the alias he had decided on. He didn't have any ID to back it up yet, but he certainly had a good excuse not to have his wallet with him. Not that he'd bothered with any type of ID since he had left Gotham all those years ago. "And your guess is correct. I just woke up in a different place than I started and found a note giving me directions to this room. As for who brought us here...does the name Doctor Fate mean anything to you?" Obviously at least part of what Bruce recalled of his meeting with the mysterious being was accurate, and he was curious how much insight his at least temporary room mate had. <br><br>&nbsp;"I am no threat to you either." Bruce assured her, "and I didn't mean to disturb you." He briefly considered getting up and crossing the room to shake her hand, but the girl...Raven apparently...struck him as a bit on the shy side, and he didn't want to seem overbearing. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 06:47:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara Zor El, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br>If ever he felt like he had a hangover THIS was the day. The world came back to him not slowly but in a hard-jarring left turn. Instead of slowly waking up to the outside world he found himself bolting up right and his eyes flying open. Years of being on his adopted home planet and living with his powers brought him a natural degree of “super” awareness of the world. He knew right away that he wasn’t where he was supposed to be. <br><br>That he was somewhere else entirely. <br><br>“What the?” He murmured to himself. Natural habit sprang to his mind right away and he reached for his glasses. If whoever brought him here was nice enough to bring his glasses…<br><br>“Yes!” Clark Kent murmured with a sigh. He took the glasses in his hand turning them over and sliding them onto the bridge of his nose. He felt a little better with his glasses on. They were like armor to him keeping his identity masked. Silly he knew but his mother and fathers teaching were all he knew. He imagined them here now specifically his father who seemed infallible when it came to advice.<br><br>Clarke pushed himself out of bed and found himself dressed in his usual ripped jeans and work shirt. His boots were waiting for him by the foot of the bed along with that mysterious note. He red it as he laced up. He lingered in the room half hoping that some one would come in and inform him on what was happening. <br><br>Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case whoever or whatever was hosting this shindig was drawing him out. That person would either be a friend or a foe. Clark wasn’t much of a fan of being brought here without his approval. His pa said it was bad manners to force an invitation. <br><br>“Alright no time like the present.” Clark said as he moved to open the door. He turned to make the bed deciding to keep his manners even if the other person already did one rude injustice. It was only was his bed was perfectly made and the wrinkles smoothed out that he left the room and shut the door behind him.<br><br>Before he could continue down the hall a sudden voice grabbed his attention. Someone was calling out to him and demanding to know where they were. Clark super hearing sussed out the room the voice was coming from pretty easily. before he could go to the door however it opened and he watched as blonde girl about his age walked out inot the hall. <br><br>“Is this part of the test?” Clark called out to whoever was watching them. Not that he could be sure anyone was but…. Well it made sense. <br><br>Receiving no answer he stepped forward and brought his hands up in front of him a non confrontational manner.<br><br>"Uh hey there!" He said calling out to her. "Don't suppose you know what's going on here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 15:50:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"> "Is this part of the test?"<br><br>Kara's eyes narrowed, what test? Were they being tested? What had she done? Was she going through some cruel training exercise back home? No, not even her mother would let them do that to her. They were all gone, dead, just moments before she woke up in this hell. At least that's how it felt to Kara. <br><br>She was about to move towards the voice down the hall when he came around the corner. Her heart almost leapt from her chest though as for a moment she thought her Uncle Jor-El had come. Not possible, but her eyes narrowed all the same as the man approached. He was dressed so strangely. His pants were ripped, and his shirt worn. No. <br><br>Uncle Jor-El would never dress like this, even when getting his hands dirty. Maybe he was a simulation meant to throw her off? "I have no clue what's happening.." Her voice shook and she brought her arms around herself. "The last thing I remember..." she stopped and shook her head. <br><br>"I don't want to remember...I just woke up here. Is there anyone else? Perhaps someone who can help get us out of here? This place feels wrong." she looked back into her beautiful room, certain it only felt off because of their sudden appearance. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 17:40:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara Zor El, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br>Her experience sounded similar to his own. She to woke up in this strange place without a single explanation for how she got here. How many more were experiencing this? Was this some kind of ongoing phenomena to random teenagers? Or was she… “special” like him. A being with powers and that was this what was all about. He wanted to ask her but considered randomly blurting out “do you have powers?!” as something rude. <br><br>“I just woke up three doors down.” Clark said jerking his thumb at the door he came out of. “No idea where I am or what we’re doing here. So far you're the only other person I have seen.” <br><br>“I did find this.” He remarked grabbing the card and passing it over to her. He gave her a few seconds to read the information it contained before pointing his finger down the hall. <br><br>“I’m not usually the type to follow random orders.” He told her with a soft smile. “However I want to know who’s gone through all the trouble of bringing us here. How about the two of us move forward together and see if we can figure out what’s going on.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 18:28:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce/John, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">From this individual alone, she could sense multiple of fluctuating emotions — some she could detect and identity easily, others she couldn't distinguish as they were very unfamiliar to her. His whole body posture indicated his wariness and eagerness to spring to action if anything were to happen and yet she couldn't sense an inkling of fear and panic within this strange individual. He was vastly different from her, especially when she felt she was the awkward one despite she was the one who initiated the conversation between them. At the very least he was polite enough to respond to her by giving a name, but whether the name was really his or not, Raven didn't want to pry nor felt it was her place to ask. He had his right to his privacy, after all.<br><br>"Yeah.. Same. I got the same note too. So it means we might have others who might stumble into this room or.. we might be the only two lucky ones. Depends on how you want to see the situation, I guess." She was certain John would beg to differ but she gave an easy roll of her shoulders, as if to feign indifference. Then came his question about Doctor Fate and Raven could only give John a blank stare in return, before she spoke again, "Not.. really. Why do you think he would bring us here? Seems kinda a waste to bring some strangers to a fancy place, and I have to admit, this place is hella fancy if you ask me." She gave a small glance around in the white room, seeing how utterly clean the room really was and without a speck of dust whatsoever, just like the room she exited earlier.<br><br>Nonetheless, when the man named John reassured he was no threat to her as well, her amethyst gaze lowered down to his shin and she gave a tilt of her head, "I beg to differ. I'm not the one armed with a knife.. Also, you look like you are ready to pounce on anything that moves. Just.. don't do that to me, kay? It'll be rude either way." Whether she was making jest or not, was up to the young man — though the young woman kept with the passive and incrutable expression upon her face.<br><br>"Also, you didn't disturb me at all. Was just doing some meditation to pass the time until you showed up.. I usually am not the person to make conversations but.. well, dire situations force people to do the things that they may not like." At least she was honest about it. Problem was, how does one continue a conversation with another individual especially when they both were total strangers? The conversation soon went to a halting silence at first and it lingered for a moment or two before she broke it once more. This time, she had those discerning pair of eyes upon his features as she spoke again, her tone remained monotonous and aloof, "Also.. No offense? But you look like you need a shower. Like a good, long one, in fact."<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>22-10-2018, 19:16:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Obviously Bruce didn't have Raven's powers so he couldn't gain the insight into her mental state that she had to his (Not that he had any way of knowing her power set, or just how unhelpful her insights into his psyche actually were) but he was a trained observer and even as plainly dressed as Raven was he arrived at some conclusions about her. She clearly favored the dark side of the color spectrum, her clothing like his not having a swatch of color in it. So she was either dressed to blend into the shadows, the motive that had prompted his choice of clothes (Of course, it had the opposite effect as they were waiting in a room the exact opposite color), or she was some kind of Goth. But that didn't correlate with the rest of her wardrobe. Bruce was hardly an expert in fashion, but from his understanding such a person would have had a more eccentric haircut and probably some jewelry dangling from their ears. Raven had no such accoutrements, indeed her clothing choices seemed more motivated by practicality than anything else, even if the sandals she wore on her feet seemed strictly designated for indoor use. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce nodded when she confirmed his suspicion that she was another victim of whatever abducted them...either that or she was an elaborate part of the scheme, but Bruce wasn't picking up any hint of deception from her so for now he decided to take her at her word. "If it's only going to be the two of us, they hardly needed such a large facility." Bruce pointed out, frowning a bit when she had no recollection of a similar vision. <br><br>&nbsp;"I thought it was a dream, or maybe an hallucination, but I have a memory of talking to someone who called himself Doctor Fate, talking about taking me somewhere." Bruce explained. He usually had an eidetic memory so not being able to recall the full history of the meeting was frustrating for him, though he tried not to let it show. "And yes...clearly money isn't an issue for whoever built this place." Bruce was no stranger to he fancier things in life, at least from his younger years, but even he had never seen a 'waiting room' decorated like the one they were currently in. <br><br>&nbsp;"A knife is just a tool." Bruce pointed out, leaving out the fact that unless she was a lot tougher than she looked he probably had the skills to kill her even without the knife. "The last thing I used this for was to cut down a couple branches so I could make a shelter." Bruce actually blushed a bit at her next comment...if he was going to pounce on her, it wouldn't be to attack her. But of course he wouldn't do any such thing. "I have no reason to harm you." Bruce assured her, though he couldn't deny his body was coiled up like a spring, fully expecting an assassin to drop out of the ceiling and force him to fight for his life. If she was making a joke, Bruce totally missed it, his face as inscrutable as her own. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce nodded when she assured him he hadn't disturbed her, but he found it interesting she meditated...something else they seemed to have in common. "I'm not the most talkative either." Bruce sort of apologized, though he was surprised how easy he found it to talk to the mysterious Raven. "But I couldn't agree with you more. Desperate times and all that." Bruce had done many things over the years he hadn't liked due to the circumstances he forced himself into, and talking to a pretty girl was easily the best outcome he'd ever had. Even though the difficulty of such a situation was soon evident when neither of them continued the conversation and silence enveloped the room once again.<br><br>&nbsp;Until Raven initiated the conversation once again with what could have been considered a rude comment, but instead of taking offense Bruce did something he hadn't done for at least a year.<br><br>&nbsp;He laughed. <br><br>&nbsp;"It...has been a while." Bruce apologized. It had been almost two weeks since he had been forced to flee the League of Assassin's stronghold, and he had neither showered or changed clothes since. "I wasn't expecting to actually be around people today, and I didn't see a bathroom or change of clothes when I got here. Sorry about that." It seemed his instinct not to approach his companion was correct, if not for the reason he had initially decided on it. Now that she had called it to his attention, he too could detect the odor that wafted off of both him and his clothing, which wasn't exactly pristine anymore.<br><br><em> 'Alfred would be mortified to see me like this.' </em> Bruce realized as he wondered how the man who was essentially the only family he had left was faring, and if he would ever see him again. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>23-10-2018, 01:27:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"> "Wait, you don't even know where we are?" Her brow furrowed as he handed her the note and she read it. There were other rooms that lined the hallway, she noticed as she looked up. With everything going through her head, she felt this anger building inside. Had they been taken captive? Who in their right minds would take two teens. Were there others? <br><br>She moved past the other guy dropping his note and ignoring his suggestion at first. Her hand moving to push open the door behind him, opposite her room. It was much the same as her room, empty, beautiful, but it was evident there had been another person here. The sheets were tossed to the side, and another note much like Clarks was laying on the floor.<br><br>Her fists clenched and she turned to look at him, "What the hell is going on? First my family is taken from me, and now I'm dragged from where I need to be to what? Someone's sick game? Why should I play their game?" She asked walking back into the hall looking around. <br><br>There was no attempt to calm herself. Kara's anger was flaring up and she turned punching a hole straight through the wall. Shocked she pulled her fist back and looked down at it. Not a scratch. Looking from the hole to her fist she thought a moment. "Why should I go to them when they can come to us?" <br><br>With that she started to punch into the wall, screaming. Tears rolling down her face as what she didn't realize was years of pent up sadness escaped. She was probably freaking him out, but honestly she didn't care at all.&nbsp; <br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>23-10-2018, 04:32:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/88/03/cd/8803cda331af378ebc752e5678f815e2--nick-bateman-black-opal.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Hal Jordan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14459790#msg14459790)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown, definitely Day<br><strong>Location:</strong> The White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> John and Raven<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy-blue hoodie, white grease-spotted shirt, brown khaki jean pants, and socks<br><strong>Note:</strong> Definitely wasn't ready for this one.</span><br><hr><br>A hole was sliced open. The puncture in space was so flat that if it wasn’t for the hiss of changing air pressure, then it wouldn’t have been noticed. A few feet above the floor, a body suddenly tumbled through to land with a thud upon the floor of the White Room. The hole closed above the form of a young man. A dark-blue cotton hood was over his head and eyes, revealing his mouth and neck. His teeth were slightly clenched in agony—most likely from the fall. He wore a random white T-shirt stained with spots of oil from fast food, brown khaki-like jeans, and white socks. The young man’s body was strong with the smell of alcohol. His teeth parted as a soft groan left him. Sluggishly, he began rolling onto his side, raising his arm to hide his face from the horribly-bright light.<br><br>“Ugh, fuck,” he groaned. He had only dropped a short distance, which felt like he had fallen out of bed. Curling his legs beneath him, he rested there for a moment. Head down against the floor with his arms hiding his face and his bottom rested on the back of his calves. His absence of a belt was noticeable with his jeans dipping a little low, revealing a partial ass crack.<br><br>For a moment, even despite the pain, the young man dozed off. He fell back asleep. Lips parted as he slept soundly until a soft, gradually rising in volume whining sound emitted from his rear in what was repugnantly a fart. Bronze eyes cracked open to gaze upon the white smooth floor. He had a dream that he had farted, but he wasn’t sure. It wasn’t like there was anyone else around. Wait…his eyes opened a little wider. A white floor? Turning his palms flat on the floor, the young man peeked up at the bright ceiling, squinting his eyes as his stark surroundings burned his retinas. He recoiled again from the light.<br><br>Where the fuck was he? What the fuck was going on? “Shit…” he hissed. He wasn’t sure his eyes were ever going to get used to the bright space. Forcing himself to sit upright, he tugged his hood low over his eyes and caught the rank whiff of…yep, that hadn’t been a dream. Fanning the smell—you know, to spread it because everyone had to sample it—he raised his head in an arch and gazed about the room. His hand paused when he noticed that there were others around him. He first glanced to the black-wearing girl (Raven), and then the black-wearing guy (John/Bruce). Fuck, had they heard him fart? How embarrassing.<br><br>His cheeks flushed for a moment, but then he pushed the emotion aside. Whatever. He was a man, and he made a mistake. “My bad,” was all the young man, Hal Jordan, said. It didn’t sound too apologetic but what was done was done. He slowly rose to his feet, one foot at a time, and still managed to stagger a little once he was standing. He turned about the room, taking in his surroundings in confusion, fear, and awe. “What the fuck…some government holding cell?” he wondered aloud. Well, he had been in the process of joining the Air Force. Blinking his eyes, Hal asked the others, “Is this MEPS? Are you guys joining the Air Force too?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>23-10-2018, 13:03:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce/John, Hal, Kara (M), Clark (M), Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> ... Well, that was the most randomest shit ever.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br>She wasn't certain about how he would react to her comment despite she knew she was being honest — brutally, yes — but honest nonetheless. But laughter emitted from him was something very unexpected, especially when Raven couldn't fathom on why the young man would find her comment funny in the first place. Her face contorted as confusion etched on her face but she watched the young man with some new interest flickering in her amethyst eyes. If he didn't mind her truthfulness, perhaps he wasn't too bad after all —<br><br><em>Hold on to that thought.</em><br><br>Something demanded her attention especially when she could feel the sudden change of air pressure surrounding them before Raven spotted the hole just pierced through above the pristine white floor. Then suddenly a body was just dumped onto the floor and it landed on top of it rather unceremoniously, only for the hole to soon close once that deed was done. As much as Raven was utterly in shock at the sudden body's entrance, the dark-haired woman managed to remain still and yet her amaranthine eyes watched the body cautiously for any sudden movements.<br><br>Sure, there was a pained groan and then a roll — a huge indication that whoever had dropped in was very much alive.<br><br><em>Thank Azarath</em>. Or so she thought.<br><br>How the new arrival managed to fall back to sleep just after he was dropped from a few feet from the air was just mind-boggling to her. She exchanged a glance with her new acquaintance, John, mostly puzzled on what was going on. Then came the sound emitted which only drew her attention again and a moment passed when she finally realized on what the sound meant.<br><br><em>The fuck?! That's gross!</em><br><br>Immediately, she flinched back as if to escape from any foul stench which had tainted the clean air they were provided within the white room. She looked to John, a look of disgust apparent on her face as she voiced out to him, "I take it back. You don't need the shower. <em>He does</em>. Actually, might even need a long bath too." Still, the figure finally roused from his slumber though it took him a minute or two for the realization to dawn on him once the newcomer's eyes were set upon her and then John after that. He asked his odd question, which earned a blank stare from Raven especially but she gave an answer, "No.. This isn't MEPS or.. the Air Force. But when it comes to holding cell? You can say it's kinda like that - but we have no idea where we are."<br><br>Yeah, definitely ask the two young adults who looked just as confused as the other. She instantly knew that this new person had no answers to give in return. "We are in the same situation as you, so we don't have any answers either. What I recommend is just take a seat, relax and wait like we both are doing now until someone who does have the answers will come along." She knew it was easier said than done. "For some reason, you had the special treatment of just being dropped into this White Room when me and this other guy here," she paused for a moment to tilt her head to John before continuing, "We had to follow instructions given by this card found near the beds we were woken upon. Kinda like you, we.. just woke up and here we are. No answers, just a lot of questions."<br><br>And there would be more questions needed answers, especially when her sensitive aura could pick something rather strange within the environment. Very powerful flares of strong emotions being emitted by somebody from a distance away, and.. was that screaming?<br><br>Well, someone definitely had issues.<br><br>"We aren't alone.. There should be.. two more incoming? One's.. really upset. I don't blame him or her. But there could be more, I don't know." She couldn't be too sure but the very thought of more people within the room other than her was troubling to her — especially one who seemed to emit such strong feelings.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 04:58:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Raven, Hal, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> New information and a bad reaction</span><br><hr> Bruce would never know whether his assurances about the purpose behind the knife actually reassured his female companion, because before he finished laughing or could explain why he found her comment so amusing (the look of confusion on her face was plain to see, but he wasn't sure himself how he would have explained it) someTHING happened, and once again it was something Bruce could not explain. He was really hating that feeling, but even in the context of his and from what Raven had told him her experience, this didn't make any sense. <br><br>&nbsp;For a being as powerful as the one who had brought them here, why hadn't they all arrived at the same time? Bruce could only assume the mysterious portal was how he had been transported to the building...but why had the new arrival arrived directly here, instead of the upper floor like the rest? There had to be a reason...there was always a reason behind everything, but Bruce couldn't figure it out, and that bothered him more than being abducted. <br><br>&nbsp;When Bruce noticed that his hand had once again dropped to the hilt of the knife strapped to his shin, his mind automatically assuming it was a threat, he could only hope Raven had been too distracted to notice as that likely would have undone his reassurance that the knife wasn't a threat to her. He could only shrug when Raven did glance his way as he had no more idea what was happening here than she did, except he could guess how the new arrival had fallen back asleep so easily. Alcohol tended to do that, and the new arrival reeked of it...right before it reeked of something else as well.<br><br>&nbsp;<em>Well, at least I'm not the one who smells the worse her anymore.</em> Bruce thought. As far as Raven went, he hadn't been able to detect any odor at all, though these were hardly laboratory conditions. But right now, the unmistakable odor of a fart dominated the room, and unlike Raven Bruce didn't make an effort to avoid it. It would likely have been futile anyway. "Let's just say we could both probably use a shower." Bruce responded to Raven, trying not to let himself think about what she might look like in the shower. <br><br>&nbsp;<em>You're an idiot.</em> Was Bruce's initial thought at the new arrival's guess about their location. How on earth (Bruce felt a flicker of amusement as he recalled they didn't even know that much) would anyone think this was a military installation? Or at least, not a military installation you didn't need a Top Secret security clearance to get into. But Bruce saw no need to be rude, though he did wonder how the new arrival fit into the situation. He and Raven appeared to have nothing in common besides wardrobe color, and the new guy didn't even have that. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce just listened as Raven explained what little they knew about the situation to the new arrival, but then his ears perked up as Raven revealed some new information...information she would have no way of knowing about events happening beyond the room.<br><br><em> Telepath?</em> Bruce thought at first, but that didn't quite add up. She wouldn't have needed to ask him any questions to determine his intentions if she could read his mind. Some sort of ESP then? Raven described the emotional state of one of the future arrivals, so...empathy? Could Raven read emotions?<br><br>&nbsp;<em>Oh, bloody hell.</em>Bruce cursed silently, and for the first time his face betrayed his emotional state as his cheeks turned a bit red in embarrassment. Did that mean Raven had picked up the flash...okay, several flashes...of attraction he had felt towards her? The totally illogical wave of protectiveness he'd felt when he'd thought the new arrival might be an enemy? Even though it was quite possible Raven would do a better job protecting him? <br><br>&nbsp;<em>Stop it.</em> Bruce scolded himself. He'd learned long ago to keep his body from giving away any clues to what he was thinking, but his mind was a different story. And even as he tried to redirect his thoughts, his mind kept coming back to what he was trying not to think of in a vicious circle. <br><br>&nbsp;<em>E=Mc squared. The square of the hypotenuse is equal to the sum of the square of the other two sides. Atmospheric pressure at sea level is 14,2 PSI. .43 for every foot you go in the water. </em>Bruce began to recite scientific formulas in his head in an effort to keep his emotions under control, but he couldn't help the emotion of hope that Raven wasn't paying attention to what HIS emotions were doing. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>24-10-2018, 08:31:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/88/03/cd/8803cda331af378ebc752e5678f815e2--nick-bateman-black-opal.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Hal Jordan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14459790#msg14459790)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown, definitely Day<br><strong>Location:</strong> The White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> John and Raven<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy-blue hoodie, white grease-spotted shirt, brown khaki jean pants, and socks<br><strong>Note:</strong> Too hungover to care.</span><br><hr><br>Hal glanced from Raven to John when she made a comment about his stench. His eyes were red, eyelids heavy, and the lights were so disorienting with how bright they were. A headache was sitting on the frontal lobe of his brain as though it weighed less than 20 lbs. In summary, there weren’t enough fucks for him to give that she had insulted him. It might have been the booze prior to his landing, but sometimes, Hal had tough skin. His hand was grasping the back of his neck. His interrupted sleep was making him feel <em>touchy</em>. When one was so tired that all they could do was touch their face to stay awake. It didn’t seem to matter that he was standing. If he didn’t stay focused, then he might have fallen flat on his face.<br><br>Blinking his eyes slowly, Hal comprehended Raven saying that this wasn’t a MEPS facility and it was possibly a holding cell. They were just as lost as he was. As she continued to talk, Hal dropped his hand and peered over his shoulder. The wall was pretty far away to curl up and sleep against. He carefully lowered to the ground, spreading his arms for balance. He dropped to one knee at a time before he lowered onto his side and brought his legs close to his chest.<br><br><em>This girl talks too much. What is she talking about? What was there to talk so much about?</em> Hal’s last thoughts were before he tugged the hood over his eyes. “So much talking…” he said on a slur. He was so sleepy he couldn’t even think anymore. “I’m…sleep.” And…he fell asleep.<br><br>Appearing in a foreign and unknown detention facility—whatever it was—didn’t seem to concern someone who was a borderline evictee. He was barely making rent, being threatened with eviction, and he was trying so hard to make a living so his parents didn’t think he was a bum. He had been so nervous about the ASVAB that he had decided to drink. It could have been <em>fate</em> bringing him to his current location but for what reason? It had yet to be determined.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>26-10-2018, 03:14:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara Zor El, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><em>Holy Cow!</em><br><br>“Holy Cow.”&nbsp; He murmured his jaw slack as he watched her awe-inspiring display of power. He racked his brain for a second trying to recall if he ever saw anyone but him do something so… so powerful! With something of a start Clark realized he hadn’t. <br><br>“You’re like me.” He murmured watching her with an awed almost love-sick look. When her hand withdrew and he could see the physical testament of her strength he rushed forward.<br><br>“Hey!” He shouted grabbing her shoulder. His grip was strong, as strong as she felt as he pulled her away from the wall and forced her to turn around and look at him. By that point the wall was little more than a loose collection of rubble. A fresh breeze from the outside world wafted in. With it came his other senses. It only took him a few seconds to realize they were on some sort of island. <br><br>“You… how did you do that?!” He asked her more like shouted a demand as he kept his hand on her shoulder. “No one’s ever been as strong as me. Who are you?! Where are you from?!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 02:49:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Kara hadn't expected him to grab her the way he had. The way he snapped at her brought her to her senses and she looked down at her hand which was still closed in a fist. Not a scratch, and she hadn't even registered any pain. She was like him? What did he mean? His grip was tight, and she found that her arm wouldn't move. He was annoyingly close too. <br><br>"I..I don't know. I've never done anything like that before." His grip was starting to hurt her now, Kara glared at him, then looked back to the hole in the wall she'd created. <br><br>The air brushed over her skin, and it would be so easy to just climb down and run away, find a boat or something to take her to find her cousin. "Let go of me." she said firmly, moving her hands to his chest to push him away. Her voice was dark, angry and she just wanted to get away from this weird guy. "I have to find someone and whoever brought me here needs to answer some questions." <br><br>She glanced around, catching a glimpse of the elevator. She had ignored Clarks questions, she had her own she needed answered. What had happened? Why was she suddenly so strong, and why hadn't what she done hurt? Where was Kal-El? </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 16:23:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce/John, Hal, Kara (M), Clark (M), Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>...Wow. Rude much.</em></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Whatever she had revealed seemed to had agitated her acquitance clad in black for some reason, as Raven could sense the conflicting of emotions within him. It was as if the young man had fully realized something rather irksome, which in turn, perturbed him — and the young woman wondered whether it was the reveal of her having supernatural abilities had worried him. And yet, before she could even think about dissuading him on such thoughts, her attention went back to Hal as he lowered himself to the floor. Once he situated himself on the hard, cold floor on his side, he said something that was so ironic that even baffled Raven to where she became extremely speechless.<br><br><em>Me.. talking too much?! The.. hell?!</em><br><br>Her being offended was an understatement. She glared daggers at the young man, even as he was curled himself into a fetus position and just went back to sleep just like that. If there was any doubt that he really did fell asleep, the light sound of snoring was already a clear sign that he was in deep slumber.<br><br><em>Oh Azarath help them.</em><br><br>Still, they couldn't just leave the young man just laying there on the floor. Raven exhaled a soft sigh before extending her right hand out and allowing herself to concentrate her mind, just as she felt the familiar tickling sensation along her body as solid black magic soon projected from her hand and began to envelope around the sleeping man on the floor. The solid black energy didn't seemed to harm the young man at all, but instead, Raven just lifted him easily from the floor with the same magic and brought him over to where he could lay something akin to couch within the room to allow him a more comfortable sleep. Once that was done, the energy dissipate into nothing.<br><br>She finally turned to John, wondering on how he would react to the scene earlier, especially with her demonstrating on her strange ability. Silent at first, Raven shifted herself on her seat to where she brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. ".. I'm scaring you, aren't I?" She asked, her discerning eyes watching him closely, ".. I don't blame you. This will scare anybody out. You.. aren't used to magic, I can tell."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 18:02:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Raven, Hal, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> Scared? Me?</span><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Bruce had no ability to sense emotion, but he would have had to been a total idiot to miss the fact that Raven was offended by the new arrivals not only insensitive but inaccurate comment. But then, the remark was so far wrong and thoughtless that Bruce wouldn't have even needed to see her reaction to guess at it. Indeed, he was even offended on Raven's behalf, and he wondered if she could sense that as well. <br><br>&nbsp;But that thought was quickly driven from his mind as Raven did...something...and soon a black...something...emitted from her hand and enveloped her offender, and for a moment Bruce wondered if the girl was going to banish, or even kill the man.&nbsp; He thought about intervening...but to what end? Not that Bruce was afraid of dying...he had made his peace with that years ago. But having his body subjected to some unknown form of energy that for all he knew could send him to literal hell by a young woman ho had abilities he couldn't even begin to grasp? THAT he had not come to terms with, and had indeed spent the past two weeks trying to avoid that fate. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce couldn't take his eyes off the girl, and this time it had nothing to do with the way she looked, as she curled her body up into a ball as she hugged her knees to her chest, fully revealing the rest of the clothing she wore to him for the first time, and even under the circumstances Bruce couldn't help but analyze it, but the plain black jeans offered no new clues to his mysterious companion. <br><br>&nbsp;Once again, Raven was the one who broke the silence, though that hardly uttered any credence to the recent accusation leveled against her that she talked to much, as her statement consisted of barely twenty words. Indeed, Bruce wished she talked more as he had a great deal more he wanted to know about her, but now her phone number was at the very bottom of his list.<br><br><em> 'Scared?' </em> Bruce wondered, feeling a bit offended himself at the label, but he quickly realized two things. The first one that only a fool fears nothing when there was something to fear, and the fact the teen sitting across from him could perhaps banish him to an eternity in hell with just a thought qualified as something to fear. The second was that one did not take offense at the truth. She DID scare him, which made an interesting counterpoint to the attraction he felt for her, and that brought forth a new emotion in him...puzzlement. How could he be attracted to someone who could do the things she could do? Just because she was pleasant to look at and had a nice voice? No...there had to be more to it than that. Bruce may not have had much experience with women, but he had seen pretty ones before, including several that were dressed way more provocative than Raven, and he hadn't felt...whatever he was feeling...towards them. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce took a moment to analyze exactly why he felt this way before he formulated an answer to Raven's questions, neither wanting to alienate or lie to the girl. He was attracted to her, despite the abilities she had just demonstrated, because...she hadn't used them on him, despite the fact she considered him a threat based on the knife strapped to his shin, and his body language that indicated he was ready to attack her at the slightest provocation. So he'd given her reason to do a pre-emptive strike, and she hadn't taken it. Indeed, even the man who had insulted her and she HAD used her powers on had simply been to make him more comfortable, hardly the action of someone who would harm him simply for the misfortune of being abducted buy the same person she had. <br><br>&nbsp;"I...am not." Bruce began carefully, fighting back the urge to ask her what else she could tell from the maelstrom of emotion in him that even he was struggling top make sense of. "I've only seen it once before..." Bruce actually smirked a bit as he shrugged. "Well, before today, that is. And even during the attack, the unexplained powers I saw could have been attributed to telekinesis. But you...?" Bruce shook his head. "You are an empath, I would say...not an ability I would associate with magic, but not one I'm necessarily comfortable with either I'm a very...private person...and I don't like the idea of someone in my head. But I also realize its probably something you can't shut off, so it's...going to take some getting used to. Please don't take any lapses I may have personally as I try and keep my emotions under control. I'm used to keeping stoic on the outside, not the inside." It was more information than he would have normally given to a stranger, but the situation wasn't normal, and Raven had access to more information than a normal stranger would have, so he wanted her to sense his honesty. <br><br>&nbsp;"What else can you do?" Bruce asked curiously, having the sense he had barely even scratched the surface of her powers. "And...does the name Damian Darhk mean anything to you?" The teens magic had looked mothing like that of his foe, but he wasn't sure how widespread the practice of magic was and if the girl had heard of the man who wanted to kill him, it was possible Bruce would learn something useful. And that was why he was here...to learn, Which meant he had one more question to ask. <br><br>&nbsp;"Where...how...did you learn that?" He asked. Magic hadn't been on Bruce's lists of skills to acquire when he ad started his quest, but he realized now that had been a major omission. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 22:59:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/2ee6985706981bf25af50da29aee2ec0/tumblr_p8cwr7XGJW1wr1mryo3_400.png)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> William "Billy" Batson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14472469#msg14472469)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><strong>Note:</strong> Surprisingly calm considering the situation</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Hazel eyes snapped open as Billy sat bolt upright. A short, sharp bark of alarm accompanied his waking. Another nightmare from his younger days. This one involved a man with a rusty knife and Billy's arm. Thankfully he didn't get tetanus, but he made sure that guy never tried to stab anyone else. It was surprising the staggering amount of things that got stuck in his head, but considering all the shit he'd gone through over the course of his young life...maybe not. <br><br>Looking around, he realized he was in a room that wasn't his room, and that this bed was the most comfortable thing he'd ever slept on after any furniture at the Rock of Eternity...magic didn't count though. Well wait, Fate had brought him here he was pretty sure, so he didn't know anymore. Deciding to focus on pointless minutiae later, he stretched and rolled out of bed. He got the card off the table and read it. After that, he made a beeline for the elevators as he was curious and honestly rather excited.<br><br>&nbsp;"Hmmmm. I wonder what the good Doctor's got planned for me? Us? Who is us?" "Calm yourself, William. All will be revealed in due time, and wondering what can't be answered will only give you a headache." Wise words from Solomon rang through his head, ringing a note of understanding in Billy. "Yeah, yeah you're right. Might as well figure it out when I get where I'm goin'."<br><br>&nbsp;His foot tapped excitedly the entire time, right up until the elevator doors opened into the White Room and he saw a guy getting hovered about in a black and white aura. He jaw opened a bit because to Billy, anything magic was amazing. He'd been finding that out first hand these past few months, but anytime he saw new magic or powers it was always a treat. "Sooooo looks like I missed out on some stuff, huh? And what'd you say about Darhk? That guys bad news in the Magical underworld. A few weeks ago I had to stop some guys I'm pretty sure were working for him from stealing Persephone's Shroud. Oh, I'm Billy by the way."<br><br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvieFrye</strong> on <strong>27-10-2018, 23:49:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/4pyxee.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Selena (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455396#msg14455396)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> No idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><strong>Note:</strong> Currently annoyed</span><br><hr><br>Selene swore, she had woken up ages ago, not knowing where she was. The last thing she remembered was talking to a man at the club, then being in a car. He told her he his name was Doctor Fate, and he wanted to offer her a chance for a new life. She was content where she was, but bills were a pain, and she was getting skimpy with her food. He told her that she would have a place to live, and food. He didn't go into much beyond that. But she took him on his offer, and he lead her out to a car, she got in, and she must have fallen asleep, because that was the last thing she remembered before waking up in this place.<br><br>There was a card, with instructions, and codes. Raising a brow she changed into some clothing that was left for her, and pocketed the card. Then she went exploring. She had no idea where this place was, or how she got there. She tried to tell by the trees, but that didn't do much. Her education sort of stopped after she left home, though she tried to 'finish' school while she worked, it wasn't going well. Another thing that was sucking her money from her. She eventually found her way to the kitchen and made herself a small meal, it had been a while since she had any decent food. After cleaning up, she went back up to see if anyone else was awake, she had seen the other rooms. She did not want to be in this place alone, and she wanted to know why she was here.<br><br>Finally she found other people. They all seemed as confused as her. "Well, at least I'm not the only one who thinks it would be nice to get a bit more information. Did any of you also get offered? On blind faith? Or was it just me being stupid.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>28-10-2018, 11:03:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce/John, Billy, Selene, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>Oh Azarath. More people. Not good.</em></span><br><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br>As John steadied himself to answer her, Raven kept her amaranthine orbs upon his form the whole time to mostly watch his posture and how he would react to her statement and the demonstration of her magical abilities. But he claimed he wasn't afraid — perhaps a white lie when she could sense a small inkling of it, but there was something akin to curiosity and puzzlement radiating from him. That alone was somewhat surprising for Raven, especially when it seemed that her powers hadn't deter the young man away from wanting to know her a bit more.<br><br><em>How strange.</em><br><br>Still, he started to explain and even acknowledge that she was an empath — a definite fact about her, though Raven knew she wasn't a very good one. She might had senses emotions from another, but distinguishing them was a whole different matter. She knew so little of emotions when she had to surppressed them so much, after all. Even then, she kept mostly silent as John spoke further and explaining a bit of himself before asking the question on her other abilities.<br><br><em>You don't want to know.</em><br><br>She became absolutely silent all the sudden, her eyes shifted their gaze to the door just as it opened and noticing the young man standing there. Obviously he had seen her display of magic, and already, she felt uneasy that she had allowed more people to see her magical abilities. Oddly from this new arrival, he seemed excited at this new prospect and new environment — which only puzzled Raven further. At least he knew of this Damian Darhk, when she had no clue whatsoever about the said name.<br><br>".. No, the name didn't sound familiar. You can say.. I'm very sheltered. I wouldn't know anything, I admit." The dark-haired woman answered John's question as she hugged her legs closer to her chest and even perched her chin onto her knees, as if she was trying to hide herself away from anybody's gazes. If someone looked closer, it seemed as if her shadow had began to envelope her in a very fuzzy, light blanket — as if wanting to shield her away from their prying eyes. "... I'm not from Earth, as you can tell. I'm.. from another world unlike Earth. I had to learn to control my abilities because.. it's what I have to do."<br><br>Still, there was something rather irksome about this young man who mentioned his name to be 'Billy'. Her amethyst eyes focused on the darker-skinned man for a moment longer, sensing something like ethereal magic from him — as if he was blessed by some godly forces. ".. My name is Raven," she responded, uncertain about him for now. She only hoped that he wouldn't know or suspect of her origins — and if he did, she hoped he wouldn't utter a single word about it.<br><br>Then came another person — another woman this time. She blinked her eyes at the strange woman as she asked her question, ".. I think everyone had different experiences when they arrived here. But no, you weren't stupid. Maybe careless, sure." She had to be honest. "The name Dr. Fate seems to ring a bell?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>28-10-2018, 12:56:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Raven, Billy, Seline, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> more people, and more magical powers.</span><br><hr> <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "Sooooo looks like I missed out on some stuff, huh? And what'd you say about Darhk? That guys bad news in the Magical underworld. A few weeks ago I had to stop some guys I'm pretty sure were working for him from stealing Persephone's Shroud. Oh, I'm Billy by the way."<br>".. No, the name didn't sound familiar. You can say.. I'm very sheltered. I wouldn't know anything, I admit.&nbsp; I'm not from Earth, as you can tell. I'm.. from another world unlike Earth. I had to learn to control my abilities because.. it's what I have to do."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Not much, actually. Except for the fact this guy just dropped out of nowhere, it's been quiet." Bruce informed the new arrival who apparently knew Darhk, or at least someone by the same name. That would be a bizarre coincidence if Darhk was involved in some type of theft at the same time he was carrying out his attack on the League. <em>'It's probably a common enough name in magic circles.' </em> Bruce thought with a frown. "And what's Persephone's shroud?" Bruce knew what a shroud was, of course, but the name meant nothing to him. Obviously he had a LOT of reading to catch up on.&nbsp; "And I'm John." Bruce lied about his identity once again as introductions were made. <br><br>&nbsp;But despite the fact the room was suddenly getting crowded, Bruce still found Raven the most interesting (and attractive) person in the room. Especially after she revealed. "You're an alien?" He asked, astounded at her casual revelation that she wasn't from earth. First magical beings, and now aliens. Bruce hadn't learned nearly as much in his travels as he had thought. <em>'I guess I've been sheltered as well.' </em> He thought. Something he hadn't categorized himself as since he'd left Gotham and turned his back on the Wayne name. He nodded a bit at her answer about controlling her abilities...that was one of the few things about her he thought he could relate to. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "Well, at least I'm not the only one who thinks it would be nice to get a bit more information. Did any of you also get offered? On blind faith? Or was it just me being stupid.<br>.. I think everyone had different experiences when they arrived here. But no, you weren't stupid. Maybe careless, sure. The name Dr. Fate seems to ring a bell?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Well, it seemed Bruce wasn't the only one to get a brutal taste of Raven's honesty, but at least this time he managed not to laugh. It was one thing to do so when you were the recipient of an unfiltered opinion, but a different matter to laugh at someone else's expense. "Doctor Fate is the one I have a vague memory of talking to." Bruce reminded Raven, uncomfortably aware that she'd been staring at him, most likely trying to judge his reaction to her abilities. She didn't call him out for his feelings towards her, at least, so either his recitation of scientific formula had worked, or her experience was to alien to correctly analyze what was coming off of him. <br><br>&nbsp;But she would probably have no difficulty picking up the next emotions that came from her as he returned her steady gaze, but...<br><br>&nbsp;It was bright in the room, to put it mildly. Bright enough they didn't even seem to cast shadows as there were light sources all around. He wasn't an empath, but you didn't really have to be to sense how uncomfortable all the people in the room were making Raven. And Bruce didn't think the crowd was even complete yet as neither of the two new arrivals seemed to fir the profile of the others Raven had talked about. So he felt a wave of sympathy for Raven as he saw her try and curl up in a ball, almost as if she was trying to squeeze herself out of existence. And for a moment it appeared she was succeeding. <br><br><em> 'What the HELL?'</em> Bruce thought as he stared more intently at the girl, and it had nothing to do with him wondering if the alien was anatomically identical to a human. It had everything to do with the fact there was not only a shadow underneath the girl where it belonged, but around her? <br><br>&nbsp;That was an impressive trick, Bruce had to admit as he felt a wave of not only amazement, but envy. Darhk led a sect of the League known as the Society of Shadows, but their concealment techniques were strictly based on analyzing light sources, and the blind spots all humans had. Bruce was familiar with their techniques and had even managed to sneak up on Talia once using them, but by just sitting there Raven seemed to have abilities hat put the finest members of the Society to shame. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>28-10-2018, 17:53:35</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmZiMjMyOC5SMDAsLjAA/cgf-arch-reactor.regular.png)</div><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gqxb-7l1-pU/hqdefault.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/20/13/c4/2013c4dbfbd0927f45ec7bf91309a352.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">As the newcomers talked and so far seemed to politely exchange their curiosities, a faint phantom materialized through the wall of The White Room. The phantom floated with his boot-covered feet inches above the stark floor. His legs were together and body straight like a pencil, and his arms were extended downward and to his sides in a forty-five degree angle. A golden cape flipped and swirled behind him as he silently drifted toward the gatherers.<br><br>At their feet, the white floor seemed to dissolve in patches. Splotches of a steel flooring began to appear as though burning through the floor and expanded as they connected with other splotches. The White Room transformed before the young heroes’ eyes, presenting a steel chamber with a massive circular table at the center. On the surface of the table was an emblem and beneath the emblem were embossed words that read “Justice Academy.”<br><br>Dr. Fate’s translucent form began to fill in. His body became opaque—no longer a ghost but an actual living presence in the room. Surrounding the table were several seats and Dr. Fate held his hand out to them.<br><br>“Everyone please take a seat.” His voice was gentle, and through the etched holes in his helm his eyes gleamed. It was the voice of an older man who could have been in his forties. It hummed gently with the eldritch power he so far had demonstrated to them. He didn’t have to look around the room to realize he was missing two others. His hand stretched out to the wall and an elliptical hole stretched and expanded, revealing Clark and Kara. It would seem as though a window or hole had appeared next to them. It was a little bit more complicated than that—more like the condensing of space. “Would you like to join us? There is much I have to tell all of you.”<br><br>Dr. Fate lowered his hand and waited patiently for the two Kryptonians to join them.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>30-10-2018, 21:04:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara Zor El, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br>For the second time that day Clark mouth fell open in surprise. The feeling of being PUSHED by someone, who was by his estimation just as strong as him if not stronger was entirely new to the farmboy. Such was his surprise he didn’t catch himself! He fell on his ass against the clutter and the ruble from her little meltdown. <br><br>“Looking for someone?” He questioned parroting her words as he scrambled up to his feet. “What are you talking about? Did you come here with someone?” <br><br>He moved quickly following after her as she moved to the elevator. He was less interested in what was going on around them than he was in her. Here was a girl who could keep up with him, here was a girl who he didn’t have to be afraid to hurt. She was pretty to boot! Could anyone blame him for his interest? <br><br>“Maybe I can help.” He called out moving into an easy step beside her. “I’ve been on this planet for a long time. I can help you find someone if you’d just talk to me.”<br><br>Before she could answer however something... stranger happened. Time and space seemed to bubble before them and changed. A window appeared and a man wearing a golden helmet called out to them from inside. Though his heart clenched in his chest he kept his features straight and narrow as he folded his arms and looked over at the new girl. <br><br>"Long as my new friends okay with that we'll be there shortly." Clark said looking over at her. <br><br>"You're call." He told her simply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>30-10-2018, 21:25:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">"No I didn't come here <em>with</em> someone, I came here after someone. My cousin..." she started, wondering for a moment if he really could help her. Before anything else could be said, a portal opened up before them and Kara found herself taking a few steps back. The stranger inviting them to sit at his table set off a few alarms in her head, but over all he didn't seem threatening? Had he been the one to bring them here?<br><br>He could have the answers she sought, maybe for now, it was best? Yes, she gave a nod to Clark, and stepped into the portal. She was now in the room with the others, her eyes tracing over Raven and Bruce, as well as William and Hal. What was going on? "I don't know what sort of joke this is. This is a joke right?" she asked, looking at the others. <br><br>"I can't stay here, I have something I have to do..." she looked to Dr. Fate now. Trying to sound brave, but her fingers gripped tight into the back of the chair. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>01-11-2018, 23:14:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>We finally can have some answers. Dear Azarath.</em></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>Well, speaking of the devil.</em><br><br>Still, Raven was very surprised to see the entry of this peculiar Dr. Fate, especially when she couldn't have sensed his presence beforehand. But the way he managed to disassemble the White Room and reassembling to form a different room altogether with his magic alone was very impressive even to her. It was a first for her since she had only seen her mother and her mentor performed magic other than herself. Looking at John for a moment, she wondered on his reaction to this whole scenario especially when there was more magic involved right in front of his eyes.<br><br>Even then, the young woman looked over their steel surroundings before her gaze fell upon the steel table in the middle of the whole room. At the invitation by the helmet-wearing individual, Raven figured they had no reasons not to do so — especially when she was eager to finally get answers from him. The young woman finally stood up from where she sat, allowing her cloak to fall over her form once more. Without much hesitation from her, the dark-haired woman actually moved towards the table and situated herself upon a random chair, figuring the others would seat themselves down so they could figure out on the true reason they were here.<br><br>Once again, Dr. Fate displayed another interesting feat of magic as he summoned a hole which stretched out beyond the wall and finally introduced the two people who had been missing the entire time. Her amaranthine gaze fell upon the blonde woman, knowing full well that the flare of anger she had felt earlier was definitely from her. Oddly enough, both she and this acquaintance of hers shared similar energy — which only meant they might be related to a degree.<br><br>"We all have questions," she finally voiced out, "Let us just hear on what he has to say. So.. if it's possible, let us not delay this any longer." She usually wouldn't say anything in any other situation, but indeed, Raven was growing a tad impatient. She was certain that a few of the others might had felt the same, especially when they had been dragged into an unknown place without their true consent. "You are Dr Fate, am I correct? You had brought us all here for a reason. May I ask why?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>03-11-2018, 03:24:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/2ee6985706981bf25af50da29aee2ec0/tumblr_p8cwr7XGJW1wr1mryo3_400.png)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> William "Billy" Batson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14472469#msg14472469)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><strong>Note:</strong> Surprisingly calm considering the situation</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Dr. Fate. He's a Lord of Order. Or the host for one. Probably the strongest one. Nabu." There was a lot of ancient magical knowledge rattling around in his head thanks to his Gods. They told him stuff like this, as without them or extensive time for research and access to long-forgotten reliquaries of knowledge housing forbidden scrolls and tomes, he'd never find out anything. <br><br>John asked what Persephone's Shroud was and Billy had to remember that some parts of ancient mythology didn't get written. "Okay, Greek mythology lesson. First off, it all happened. All of it. But even more happened than that, but a lot didn't get recorded because people got killed or sworn to secrecy or this or that. But that's just context. Remember Persephone? The Goddess so beautiful Hades fell in love with her and spirited her away to the Underworld to make her his Queen? She was Rosario Dawson in the Percy Jackson movie." He waited a moment before continuing. <br><br>"Being a goddess herself, she used the otherwordly resources of the Underworld to sew a shroud said to be as dark as night. And any who wears it seems to be erased from perception completely. Basically a super duper invisibility cloak. She used it to help her and Hermes escape past Cerberus when he came to rescue her. Ancient, Godly magic contained in a sheet. Anyone who gets their hands on it could walk through a bank vault or put bunny ears on the President and nobody would know. You could even bump right into them and you wouldn't remember it happened." <br><br>He dealt with some pretty weird, but almost always awesome shit. "I stopped em' though so no need to worry about invisible thieves." Dr. Fate entered shortly after that and the first thing Billy noticed was that he seemed like more of a phantasm or wraith than flesh and blood being. It was only after he transmuted the room and revealed this place as the "Justice Academy" that his shape took weight and flesh.<br><br>&nbsp;He offered them to sit, and he did, then watched the good Doctor mold space-time to open a portal between wherever a guy and a beautiful blond were and them. He asked them to come through and join the rest. "Oh he's Doctor Fate alright. You can't fake his...<em>him</em>." He gestured in Fate's direction and gave Raven a look that said to really look at him, to try and sense his aura and what he was. There was no way to fake the energy he gave off. It was Order and it was too just to be copied or duplicated. <br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>03-11-2018, 21:17:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> Some answers, but many more questions. .</span><br><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Dr. Fate. He's a Lord of Order. Or the host for one. Probably the strongest one. Nabu. Okay, Greek mythology lesson. First off, it all happened. All of it. But even more happened than that, but a lot didn't get recorded because people got killed or sworn to secrecy or this or that. But that's just context. Remember Persephone? The Goddess so beautiful Hades fell in love with her and spirited her away to the Underworld to make her his Queen? She was Rosario Dawson in the Percy Jackson movie. Being a goddess herself, she used the otherwordly resources of the Underworld to sew a shroud said to be as dark as night. And any who wears it seems to be erased from perception completely. Basically a super duper invisibility cloak. She used it to help her and Hermes escape past Cerberus when he came to rescue her. Ancient, Godly magic contained in a sheet. Anyone who gets their hands on it could walk through a bank vault or put bunny ears on the President and nobody would know. You could even bump right into them and you wouldn't remember it happened.&nbsp; I stopped em' though so no need to worry about invisible thieves." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Well, Billy certainly didn't seem averse to talking or answering questions, the only problem was his answers didn't make a whole lot of sense to Bruce. He had no idea what a Lord of Order was, or Nabu, or Persephone. He didn't even recognize the names Rosario Dawson or Percy Jackson, though from the context he assumed they were a famous actress and director. But he hadn't seen a movie for...since that night. <br><br>&nbsp;The information that the Greek mythology was actually real was...disturbing, to say the least. Not to mention confusing, as didn't they have their own creation story that contradicted what science and every other religion stated? That didn't fit the facts as Bruce knew them, but nor could he sense any deception from Billy. Billy certainly believed it, and after the events Bruce had experienced not only after the attack by the League, but just this morning, he was no longer going to dismiss anything out of hand. He clearly needed to add mythology to his list of subjects he needed to know about, especially if it included the existence of artifacts like the Shroud. Despite Billy's cavalier dismissal of the threat such a powerful artifact, the mere fact it existed, even without Damian possessing it (for now) was highly concerning. <br><br>&nbsp;"What happened to the Shroud?" Bruce asked. He'd of course heard of secret government warehouses that housed powerful artifacts, but he'd never been able to confirm such a thing. Was that where the shroud was 'supposed' to reside? Or was there another stockpile of such artifacts just waiting to be stolen? Damian Darhk clearly knew the answer, which meant Bruce had to find out as well if he wanted to counter him. <br><br>&nbsp;<em>Is it a bad sign I'm getting used to this?</em> Bruce thought with almost a sense of resignation as three very extraordinary things happened. First, another being appeared out of absolutely nowhere, but this one was actually familiar. Bruce recognized Doctor Fate from what he had thought was the vision he had had, and it was nice to have confirmation he had not in fact lost his mind. Unless this whole bizarre situation was just another aspect of such a hallucination. <br><br>&nbsp;The second thing that happened was that the room reshaped itself, becoming more of a steel room than white, which of course raised the question of why hadn't the room just looked like this to begin with? But it was unlikely Bruce would understand the answer even if one was given, so he just took the transformation in stride. The portal that suddenly opened up was much more interesting as it revealed his first look at the two arrivals Raven had talked about. Bruce's first reaction to the pair was the disturbing realization that whatever he was feeling towards Raven was NOT strictly physical, as the blonde female he could now see was arguably more attractive, but Bruce felt nothing for her. So was it the fact Raven looked a bit more frail? The blonde girl had pretty clearly just destroyed a wall with her bare hands, so frail would not have described the blonde. And while Raven may have looked defenseless, she clearly had powers he couldn't even begin to comprehend, and even if she was attacked by Doctor Fate, for example, it was unlikely Bruce could do anything to help her. But that was a rational realization, not an emotional one, and while Bruce had little experience with actual feelings, he had enough training recognizing them in others to come to some conclusions about his own. <br><br>&nbsp;<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I don't know what sort of joke this is. This is a joke right? I can't stay here, I have something I have to do..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;But the most disturbing thing was that in addition to the obvious power the female possessed, she wasn't alone. She already had an ally, and even if they'd just happened to meet here, the male was already following the female's lead, and if he was as powerful as she, that was a disturbing alliance indeed. But she hadn't shown any sign of hostility towards him at least, unlike the defenseless wall, and Bruce made a mental note to stay on her good side if possible. But he was more curious what the reaction would be to her statement that she didn't want to remain. Would Doctor Fate force her to even against her desires? The outcome of that statement was one Bruce was most interested in. <br><br>&nbsp;But for now, Bruce saw no reason to change course. He'd already decided to go along with whatever Doctor Fate had planned and if anything seeing and hearing about all these mysterious new powers only reinforced his desire to learn more. So Bruce had to take action, and even if it was something as simple as getting up and moving to a seat on the table, Bruce's mind was already considering the ramifications. Where to sit? The chair closest to him would have made the most sense, but that would have put Raven in his view, and Bruce didn't really want that distraction right now. And besides, Raven had been nice to him since he arrived, so she clearly didn't mind his presence. So despite his odor, would she mind him sitting next to her? But in all likelihood, Raven wouldn't even notice where he sat as he was clearly paying a lot more attention to her than she was to him. So Bruce skipped over the obvious seat and settled in next to her, making certain not to even look in her direction much less bump into her, and that went for his mind as well as his body.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">We all have questions. Let us just hear on what he has to say. So.. if it's possible, let us not delay this any longer. You are Dr Fate, am I correct? You had brought us all here for a reason. May I ask why?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;But she made that a bit harder when she decided to be the one to speak up, leaving Bruce the quandary of did he do the polite thing and look at the speaker, or in this case would Raven prefer not to be noticed even as she talked? And why did her voice affect him like that? <em>I've got a crush on her.</em> Bruce finally realized as he recognized the symptoms, and that was a disturbing realization indeed for someone who had done his best to divest himself of such emotions, as he knew full well how they could compromise his judgment which Bruce knew was his best weapon in the battle he was preparing for. <br><br>&nbsp;<em>Justice Academy. I like that.</em>Bruce said as he stared at the wording on the table, forcibly causing his mind to focus on something else. In this case the day he'd finally given up on actually joining an official police force and working within the system. While Bruce had been attending law school, they had been studying a case where two teenagers had stolen a car. One had changed his mind and asked to be let out of the stolen vehicle, but the driver had refused. Of course, the worst had happened and the driver had run over and killed a pedestrian. The question Bruce had been posed was which was guilty of manslaughter? Bruce, of course, had focused his attention on the driver as the passenger had essentially been forced to come along at that point. But that had been the wrong answer, and the professor had stated both were to be tried for manslaughter. Bruce had protested, as that hadn't seemed like justice to him. The professor had actually agreed...and also stated it didn't matter. It was the law. At that moment, Bruce had realized justice, not the law, was what he was actually learning to fight towards. <br><br>&nbsp;So a name like the Justice Academy? Yes, Bruce could get behind that, no matter what kind of creepy stuff he had to put up with. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>04-11-2018, 05:54:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> Confused and Curious</span><br><hr><br>Koriand'r awoke as she giggled at the dream she just had. In the dream she met a man that was wearing a golden helm and talked to her about needing aid and now that she was awake she needed to... to... bolting upright, she found herself in a bed and not the pilots chair. She was in a room, a very luxurious bedroom in fact and the bed was the softest that she has ever been in. Almost as good as her own back home honestly. As her eyes noticed something in strange writing as she leaned over the comfy blankets and grabbed the piece of paper and opened. Confused by the inscriptions until they began to change into her native tongue.&nbsp; Her green eyes blinking as she tilted her head at the words.<br><br><div align="center"><em>Leave the room.<br>Walk down the hall until you find an open area with four elevators.<br>Take the second elevator on the left and press this code into the number pad: 0923.<br>When the doors open, you will find yourself in a white room.<br>You have reached your destination.<br>See you soon.</em></div><br><em>"I suppose I can't be late,"</em> she mutters and gets out of bed, getting nude as she prances in the sunlight as she hums at the warmth and energy. Running her hands through her hair she takes a deep breath and staying in the suns rays, walks to a chair where she sees her clothes. Smiling she gets dressed and even though she didn't absorb a whole of of solar energy in the short amount of time, Koriand'r hoped that there was going to be food present as she was feeling rather ravenous.<br><br>Following the directions, she wondered where she was and how this man was able to do interstellar travel in such a short time. More importantly, how this man was able to find her? He didn't work for her parents at all which is good, but still she had questions. After moving down the elevator and pressing in the code, Koriand'r has reached her destination. Before her in this very bright white room were others that looked nothing like her and were similar to each other. <br><br><em>"Am I late?"</em> She asks in her native Tamanrain tongue. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>04-11-2018, 07:03:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Everyone gathered, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> None<br></span><hr><br>The mystery deepened with each passing second. Clark struggled to keep his face neutral as she mentioned a cousin that she was here for. Did here mean she wasn’t from Earth? If that was the case was, she an alien like him? The only way of knowing it seemed like involved going through the portal and joining this strange collection of people. <br><br>He let her go first keeping an eye on her back and ready to throw down if needed. Once she was through he came over as well his hands balled up and tight as he prepared to defend himself and her. It all seemed on the up and up but his pa didn’t raise a fool. <br><br>“I don’t think this is a joke.” He whispered to her before moving to take his own seat. He pulled it out and after looking around the table one more time at every one dropped in and folded his arms against his chest. He caught the name of their mysterious gatherer just as he slid into his seat. <br><br>“Doctor Fate?” Clark questioned piping up for the first time as he looked at the gold and blue mystical figure in front of him. “So how does this work then? Aren’t you breaking order if you help us like this? Something about interfering in the natural order or something?” <br><br>Before any one (or the man himself) could pose an answer, another girl came in.&nbsp; If there was any doubt that the blonde was an alien Clark was relieved to see that this girl posed no such quarrie. With hero range skin, bright red hair, and the weird language she was speaking Clark couldn’t imagine what she might be. <br><br>“Uh did anyone understand her?” Clark asked looking around the group.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-11-2018, 15:33:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/88/03/cd/8803cda331af378ebc752e5678f815e2--nick-bateman-black-opal.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Hal Jordan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14459790#msg14459790)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown, definitely Day<br><strong>Location:</strong> The White Room now Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Clark, Koriand'r (M)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy-blue hoodie, white grease-spotted shirt, brown khaki jean pants, and socks<br><strong>Note:</strong> Too hungover to care.</span><br><hr><br>While everyone gathered around the table, talked and asked their questions, a hand crawled onto the surface of the table. Its digits extended and palm flattened as a body then rose into the seat behind it and plopped heavily into it. Hal had awoken when whatever he was sleeping on dissolved and dropped him onto the steel floor. It had been the second time he hit the floor, and at this point, he was tired of it and determined to stay awake—somewhat. Slumped in his chair, his arms dangled to his left and right and head eased back on the backrest. His half-lidded brown eyes rolled from his left and then to his right until he noticed the man with the golden helmet and who was…levitating. Hal frowned as he continued to stare at Dr. Fate. <em>This has to be a dream,</em> he thought.<br><br>Everyone was talking, saying smart shit, and asking questions. Hal’s hand rose to his face, grasping it as he closed his eyes. He should have drank more, but currently he had a hangover. His hand lowered as he checked his clothes for a bottle or even a small flask. There was just too much weird shit going on, and he was convinced that as everyone told him before—this wasn’t a MEPS. Finding nothing, Hal dropped his hands and sighed in exasperation. He returned to gazing at each of the young men and women surrounding him. They looked…human at least. He couldn’t say normal. But why was he here?<br><br>Suddenly, a strange language entered the room, causing Hal to turn his head and then his eyes nearly swelled out of his sockets when he laid sights on the orange girl. Orange skin, red hair, and green eyes; holy shit! She was an alien—or wearing a pretty convincing costume.<br><br>“What was that Chinese?” Hal muttered after Clark’s question about understanding her language. Hal was no linguist, and honestly, he had just been randomly guessed what language it was without thinking or identifying any correlations. As foreign as she seemed, he felt weird to think she was hot. Whether she was an alien or a cosplayer chick, he still found her to be attractive and would later consider seeing a psychiatrist.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-11-2018, 16:40:11</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmZiMjMyOC5SMDAsLjAA/cgf-arch-reactor.regular.png)</div><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gqxb-7l1-pU/hqdefault.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/20/13/c4/2013c4dbfbd0927f45ec7bf91309a352.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Dr. Fate watched as Clark and Kara stepped through the portal into the Justice Chamber. The portal winked closed behind them, and as they made their way closer, he could see that Kara was on edge. Her origin was a traumatic one, much like Clark’s, but unlike him, she hadn’t had a chance to heal from it. As Kara voiced her desire, Dr. Fate initially said nothing for many more were wanting his answers.<br><br>“I ask only for your patience as I offer what knowledge is pertinent at this time,” Dr. Fate spoke to the room. “As Mr. Batson said, I am Dr. Fate; The Lord of Order known as Nabu. All of you have been brought here because all of you will play a significant role in this universe’s survival. I say ‘this universe’ for I have seen many various realities. They all have not ended peacefully, but the Lords of Order try to bring peace and order to all life in the universe. Unfortunately, some of you have experienced or will experience an irreversible fate…”<br><br>Dr. Fate looked over at Kara. “I could not prevent the destruction of Krypton for it was a necessary evil that would bring <em>you two</em> here—Kara Zor-El and Kal-El. If Krypton hadn’t been destroyed, then you two would not be here and the Lords of Chaos would have swiftly brought darkness to the universe.”<br><br>They didn’t know it, but Dr. Fate refrained from telling them what would have happened if Krypton had not been destroyed. He had seen that reality many a time, and Krypton, no matter what, always ended. If it wasn’t the unstable pressure of the planet, then it was Brainiac shrinking it down and adding it to his collection.<br><br>“There are two divine groups which balance not only the universe, but the multiverse. The Lords of Order and the Lords of Chaos. As a Lord of Order, I am to keep balance in the universe, and I am here to empower all of you to oppose those who desire only its destruction. The Lords of Chaos cause chaos and discord, and they will empower all of those beings who by fate will oppose you and the balance of the universe. At times, the Lords of Order see the actions of the Lords of Chaos as necessary, such as the destruction of Krypton. But predominantly, their actions are only malevolent. The Lords of Chaos and the Lords of Order have fought for eons, and the cycle is always the same: Order, Chaos, Destruction, and then Renewal. This is renewal and order, and while there is still order, I want to prepare all of you to resist chaos. I believe that we can extend the duration of Order so that Chaos will never have a chance to dominate the planet.”<br><br>Dr. Fate glanced between each of the heroes. “All of you will be the first to do this. You have been brought to the Justice Academy so that I can train you to become the Guardians of the Universe—The Justice League. For some of you, this is where you will live. For others, your parents and guardians have been informed that you were accepted to a prestigious and accredited academy. You will remain in training until you are able to master your powers and abilities and most importantly, learn teamwork. You must understand your purpose—if not learn to understand it. All of you have not been chosen by accident. Whether you wish to believe it or not, all of you are crucial to the survival of the universe.”<br><br>Dr. Fate crossed his arms behind his back as he remained hovering and finally opened the floor to questions: “As I am certain each of you have questions, I will answer only what I deem you should know at this time. Understand that there are things best not known.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>07-11-2018, 22:09:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All (M)<br><strong>Note:</strong> Anything worth mentioning.</span><br><hr><br>Vic finally pushed himself away from the wall.&nbsp; <em>Might as well step into the spotlight first. Get out in front and let the others catch up....</em> "I have a question," he said.&nbsp; "You mentioned powers.&nbsp; What powers?&nbsp; As far as I know, I have no special powers, save those of deduction.&nbsp; We are on a private island south of the equator.&nbsp; I'm not sure if we are in the Atlantic or Pacific but I am sure that a significant amount of money has been invested in this complex."<br><br>Lacking powers, followed by revealing his best guess as to their location was a bold admission and a statement&nbsp; of confidence, especially in light of the fact that he was in an unusual position of not being the tallest man in the room. <br><br>Dr Fate was roughly the same size but the helmet made him look taller and the cape made him look bigger.&nbsp; Vic wasn't even going to address the fact that he was 'levitating'.&nbsp; It was a neat trick but any decent stage magician could do it.&nbsp; He clearly had some high tech behind him but he wasn't the only one.&nbsp; Everything he'd done could be replicated given the time to prepare.<br><br>The black haired girl with the intensely violet eyes (<em>contacts?</em>) was probably a skilled cold reader.&nbsp; He'd need to watch his body language around her.&nbsp; She was shorter than he was but she moved like a dancer.&nbsp; She probably knew kickboxing or some other leg based martial art.<br><br>The brown haired young man would be able to look him eye to eye but he had significant amount of muscle over him, probably twenty pounds at least.&nbsp; He stood like he had money.&nbsp; He was likely living off a trust fund and was all beach muscle, sculpted but not really all that functional in the long term.&nbsp; He probably had a white belt in three different martial arts because he didn't have the work ethic to progress further.<br><br>The blonde girl with the long hair was average height for a woman and clearly spent time at the gym and salad bar.&nbsp; She looked a little confused by what was going on.&nbsp; If this was a reality show, she'd be the weakest link and the first one voted off the island.&nbsp; <em>She's the type that gives blondes a bad name.</em><br><br>The man she's entered with was a little shorter than Vic was but he stood as if he was taller.&nbsp; He too had about twenty pounds of muscle on him but unlike the brown haired man, he stood like it was working muscle.&nbsp; He'd grown up working, so likely a family owned shop that dealt in heavy items like an auto parts store or a grocery.&nbsp; <em>Probably wouldn't say shit if his mouth was full of it.</em><br><br>The man in the hoodie looked to be about the same size as Vic but his stance screamed 'Army brat' despite the hoodie.&nbsp; He was a pretty boy.&nbsp; He was used to easy conquests with women and being hated by other men.&nbsp; He could probably fight but he'd prefer to talk.<br><br>Then there was the giant in the room.&nbsp; His knowledge of Dr Fate was an indicator that he was potentially a mole but revealing that would undermine the usefulness of that position.&nbsp; Maybe he just liked showing off him knowledge.&nbsp; It would only have value as long as no one else knew it and revealing it placed him in a position of power.&nbsp; He had two inches and probably fifty pounds on Vic but Vic felt an immediate kinship.&nbsp; The man had clearly spent time in the system as an orphan or a foster child.&nbsp; The wariness was unmistakable.&nbsp; It wasn't quite prison level wariness but it was definitely there.&nbsp; Vic deliberately adjusted his own stance but he didn't expect that it would fool anyone.&nbsp; <br><br>The carrot topped Amazon was as tall as the biggest man in the room but lacked his bulk.&nbsp; Her skin make-up was flawless.&nbsp; She too moved like she came from money.&nbsp; Her muscles, which she seemed more than willing to display, made her look like a gymnast.&nbsp; She probably had a retired Olympic level coach training her for an enormous paycheque.&nbsp; He didn't recognize the language she spot but her use of it when everyone else was speaking English indicated that she wanted to show off and draw attention to herself.&nbsp; <em>As long as she takes it away from me.</em><br><br>The last person in the room was also the smallest.&nbsp; She was slender and she too had a dancer's build.&nbsp; She was covering her fear with a show of annoyance and, like himself and the tall man, showed a certain degree of wariness.&nbsp; She was speaking up as a show of confidence, just as he had.&nbsp; For a moment Vic had the feeling that he wanted to protect her but it passed quickly.&nbsp; That was the quickest way to end up in an even worse place than the place Fate had brought him.<br><br><em>I wonder if I can transfer my college credits?</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>08-11-2018, 06:16:06</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Raven, Kara, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> Confused and Curious</span><br><hr><br><br>Poor Koriand'r didn't know what to say when the people just looked at her and then continued on as they spoke in their language. Looking at them all she skipped over to each of them and looked at each person there and not understanding personal space she got up close and smiles at them. <em>"Wah! So cute!</em> she says to the girl with the raven colored hair and loved her eyes the most. <em>"Your eyes are so pretty!"</em> <br><br>Next she moves over to the distressed blonde as Dr. Fate begins to speak and while it seems he was speaking in her tongue and wondered if he was speaking in theres as well. Either way, Koriand'r decides to give the blonde a hug because the tear stains were easy to see and well, she never liked seeing anyone in pain. Ever. <em>"Are you ok? Will you be ok?"</em> She asks the blonde as she brushes her hair out of the way and the brief skin contact made her eyes widen as she felt... power radiate from her as she backed up.<br><br>"I'm so sorry! I didn't realize that your body was made like that!" She raises her hands up quickly and floated back slightly and paused. Blinking her glowing green eyes a few times and looking around. "Oh... OH! This is different! I can speak your tongue now! Well I suppose the skin contact was just enough that I could learn your entire language. How interesting!" <br><br>Those bright eyes scan the room as she begins to skip around the room and smiles at everyone before eyes falling on Dr. Fate. "You said this was a school? But... I don't like school and being a Guardian of the Galaxy? I think your grabbed the wrong girl. I am happy you saved me from my ship, but I am not of this material that you need."
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>17-11-2018, 03:38:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A[/font]<br><hr><br>Kara wasn't hearing this right. She couldn't be. Was he really referring to this guy as Kal-El? What kind of joke was this? Her eyes went to the others around the table and she wondered where he had pulled them from. Though completely on edge. How could this guy be Kal? He was a baby just moments before in her arms, cooing and smiling up at her in his room. Then the girl who spoke the strange language came up and hugged her, an embrace that Kara hadn't expected to appreciate. <br><br>"I ...I'm not ok. Nothing about this is ok." she said, though her tone wasn't one of anger. It was confusion, and anguish. Was this man telling her there had been a chance to save her people, and he hadn't taken it? <br><br>"If we don't want to stay?" she asked, "What happens then? What if we don't want to save the world or universe?" Why should she save his world if he didn't save hers? This was making her head spin. Kara slowly sat down, taking in a slow deep breath as she watched the others for their reaction. Would he keep them here against their will? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>20-11-2018, 01:50:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>Fucking hell, all these people. Confusing is an understatement.</em></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">This was becoming stranger and stranger in every passing minute. The look Billy gave to her was an indication in a way that he knew something about her — which was a frightening aspect when she thought more about it. And yet, there was no denying to his statement as she could really felt the odd yet powerful aura Dr Fate was permeating. Nonetheless, he definitely brought all of them here for a very reason and Raven was intending to give him a chance to explain himself to them, especially when all of them deserved an explanation.<br><br>Well, that was until a rather strange-looking young woman entered into the room and started speaking in a very odd language. Even stranger was how that some woman came up to her, out of all the people, mostly to exclaim about something which she couldn't understand. Uncomfortable at the sudden close distance, Raven flinched back into her seat and just stared at the strange woman with wide eyes until she finally moved away to pay attention to the blonde instead. Fortunately, Dr Fate spoke again, this time giving the full and clear explanation on why they were brought into this room, though Raven just sat there in utter shock.<br><br><em>Wait, train to be what now? Guardians, which meant saving, and them training in a school - what now again.</em><br><br>She was trying to comprehend everything but having to take a few moments to register his words. Seemed like the others were having almost similar reactions in some way, though some were stronger than others. She felt pity for the blonde woman especially, since Dr Fate shared the news about the destruction of their planet and how its destruction was vital for their arrival. What was worse was it seemed the blonde never knew the man beside him was her relative. She had to vocalize something.<br><br>"You mentioned there are other realities.. This planet named Krypton, was it? Did it survive in these other realities? I.. don't think you would sacrifice one planet just to bring two of their people here when you can save that planet? Isn't there a way to save their home but still bring them over?" Whether she asked the question for their sake or for her curiosity, Raven wasn't certain about it either. All she could sense from both this Kara and her supposedly relative was just so much pain.<br><br>Nonetheless, she gave another question though it was related to her more than anything, "I think.. some of us are questioning your reasons of choosing us, especially since you might be aware of our.. backgrounds." She wouldn't be surprised if Dr Fate knew of her origin. "Is it possible for us - well, I admit that it's mostly just me - but I am hoping for a more private conversation to discuss this matter. Because if we do agree to stay, I'm sure all of us would require some things."<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>20-11-2018, 08:19:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> That doesn't help clarify things .</span><br><hr> <em>Chinese? Seriously?</em> Bruce had no idea what language the strange (to put it mildly) woman (at least she looked like a woman, given the fact she appeared to have breasts. But given the fact she clearly wasn't from around here that wasn't a guarantee of anything).&nbsp; Bruce kept his face impassive as the mysterious being who was presumably Doctor Fate spoke, but he didn't have as mush experience keeping his emotions under control, as Raven could undoubtedly attest. As much information as was pertinent? Who the hell was Fate to determine what was pertinent? Bruce had read many cases where a seemingly insignificant detail had proved crucial to cracking the case, and he'd made sure to try and track down even a seemingly insignificant scrap of knowledge during his studies, well aware that his life might depend on that someday. So the idea that someone was deliberately withholding information from him did not sit well with him at all. Especially not after Fate indicated he knew about a planet called Krypton destruction and hadn't done anything about it, because it wasn't 'pertinent' to whatever mysterious plot he was devising. <br><br>&nbsp;But strangely enough that wasn't the most disturbing thing Fate said. 'Play a significant role in the universe's survival'? With just a quick glance around the room, Bruce was sure Fate must have made some sort of mistake including him. There was an empath with telekinetic powers, some mystical entity and at least three aliens. What did Bruce have to contribute to a group like this? Especially when someone like Fate was involved who could just reshape reality whenever it suited him. Which is why Bruce found the speech given by the red haired man (was he trying to show off or something?) as he tried to show off his so-called power of deduction less than impressive. First of all, the ability to see what was right in front of your face was hardly a 'power', even if most people seemed to lack that capacity. And the conclusions the man had reached were highly suspect. Not only didn't they know if they were even on earth, but if the man thought 'oh, this is expensive' was a brilliant deduction worthy of being called a power...well, Bruce wasn't to worried about his identity being exposed, even if Fate hadn't actually put up the screen to shield Bruce's appearance like he promised. Not to mention the fact, with his beard, unkempt hair, and lack of hygiene for the past two weeks, Bruce looked NOTHING like the spoiled rich kid those who were looking for him expected to find. <br><br>&nbsp;And then, Bruce was being stared down by the clear alien in the room, and Bruce returned her gaze without blinking, though the close up exam left him little more information than hat he had already determined. The same could not be said for her actions later, as she went to hug the blonde alien...and could suddenly speak English? Just from the touch? Bruce tried not to be to irritated as he recalled the years of work he had put into mastering languages, but instead wondered just what else the alien had picked up. 'Don't touch the orange alien.' Bruce noted. Like Raven, that would give out for more information than he was willing to reveal. And now that Bruce could understand her...apparently he wasn't the only one who thought Fate got the wrong guy. And the blonde alien did bring up an interesting point...what if they didn't want to stay? Would they be allowed to leave? <br><br>&nbsp;But it was Raven's reaction Bruce was most interested in, and now that he was aware of the why of it, he managed to repress his instinctive urge to protect Raven as she flinched back from the orange aliens unwelcome approach. Not that Raven would really need his help anyway if she was attacked, Bruce mused, but it was what she said he found the most interesting. Raven certainly seemed to grasp the concept of other realities quite easily, and she brought up an excellent point. If all Fate needed to do was recruit two people off of an entire planet...did the planet really need to be destroyed to do so? <br><br>&nbsp;Raven's next question was so spot on that Bruce wondered if she'd picked up his doubts, though given the fact others had verbalized similar doubts made it unnecessary. And in any case, Bruce was well aware he was more interested in her than she was in him, and he was also aware of how dangerous that could be for him. Though even without the emotional cloud she seemed to cause for him, he couldn't miss the emphasis she put on the word 'background' made him wonder just what she was hiding, especially as she wanted to discuss it in private. That was a red flag if Bruce had ever seen one...though the mystery about her just made him even more interested in her, and it had nothing to do with the crush. If he was going to work with these people, no matter what he stakes, he had to know everything he could about them. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce only had one question he wanted to ask...if he was going to stay, he had several plans he wanted to enact, and he doubted the supplies he needed to do so would be available no matter how well equipped the mansion was, as some of them hadn't even been invented yet. But for now, Bruce didn't see the point of saying anything as several of the others had asked questions that he wanted the answers to as well. So Bruce just sat back and observed. right now he was in the data collection phase of his plan...the time would come later to execute it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>20-11-2018, 20:52:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Everyone gathered but mostly Kara<br><strong>Note:</strong> None<br></span><hr><br>While the man who called himself, Fate talked a good game there was only one thing that stuck to Clark’s mind. One single solitary piece of information that the “doctor” had dropped that more or less stood out above all others. The mention of his home, The mention of his kryptonian name, and most of all… <br><br>The mention of a cousin.<br><br>Clark was smart or at least he liked to think he was. It wasn’t a case of all brawn no brain with him. He genuinely tried to apply what he knew to a situation be it social or physical. However, the young man no doubt had a dumb ass look on his face as he turned to the pretty blonde next to him. His mouth fell open hanging slightly as he openly gaped. <br><br>“Kara Zor-El?” Clark questioned his hand reaching out as if he wanted to touch her. “You mean… you’re related to me?” <br><br>His hand stilled nerves causing him to lock up instead of reach out. He felt a intense need too both reach out to her and also to remain at an arm’s length from her so she could have some space. The rest of what Doctor Fate said was lost as he simply hung there looking like a hopeful idiot at his cousin. <br><br>He was so lost in his own shock and pleasure that he almost missed her question. He caught just as the other woman began to talk and quickly dropped his hand. He moved to her ignoring the other woman as he stood by her side. <br><br>“Is what he said true?” He asked her. “Do you really know who I am? Are you really my cousin?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>24-11-2018, 04:23:33</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmZiMjMyOC5SMDAsLjAA/cgf-arch-reactor.regular.png)</div><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gqxb-7l1-pU/hqdefault.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/20/13/c4/2013c4dbfbd0927f45ec7bf91309a352.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Dr. Fate turned his head to gaze upon the young man, Vic Sage. He must have only partially listened to him. “Powers and <em>abilities</em>, Mr. Sage,” he corrected.<br><br>Hal ran a hand back through his hair and asked, “Well, I don’t have either. So why am I here? I was hoping to become a pilot in the Air Force, but now I’m on some…” He glanced over at Vic since his guesstimated sounded believable, “…island or something?”<br><br>“There’s more to you than what you currently know Mr. Jordan. Time will reveal this. If you desire to be a pilot, then this school can train you,” said Dr. Fate.<br><br>Hal crossed his arms upon the table and then looked around at the room that was white a moment ago…unless he was somehow moved rooms. “Okay I guess…” He didn’t know what to say. Even if he was kidnapped secretly by the government—who was promising him pilot training—it didn’t seem like a bad setup. He might have been too gullible, but he was certain he would figure everything out eventually.<br><br>Starfire shared with Dr. Fate her concerns. “Princess Koriand’r of Tamaran; you may not understand your role right now, but I assure you that if you stay with this school and learn, then you will understand how much your existence here matters.”<br><br>Why did he believe convincing teens and tweens would have been easy? They were all of a healthy psychology to question their new surroundings and their destiny, and it bothered him that he couldn’t just tell them the full truth. He already had a feeling that Kara was going to be the most difficult of the students. Her trauma and scars were still fresh. It would take the bond she could build with her peers to help her heal. At Kara’s frustrated questions, Dr. Fate answered:<br><br>“I cannot force you to stay Kara.” He then looked to the other students. “I cannot force either of you to stay. I can only tell all of you that you were brought here for a very important reason. You can leave, but if you do so, I cannot protect you or your loved ones from the Emissaries of Chaos who will eventually come to either destroy or consume you.”<br><br>He then looked to Kara and Kal, “I could not save your families, but they chose to save you both. All I did was find you both.”<br><br>Raven spoke next, the daughter of the fearsome Trigun. She did not ask a selfish question. That interested him. Perhaps her empathic powers? “Krypton does not survive in any reality I’ve experienced. Something always brings about its destruction.” At her second line of questions, he answered, “You will all be able to freely speak with me in whatever setting you choose. If any of you decide to stay, then I will provide for you.”<br><br>Kal was still stunned by the revelation he had shared with him. Bruce or John, however, had not said a word. “Mr. Williams, you have not spoken a word. Do you have any questions?”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>25-11-2018, 03:29:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All (Mentioning Bruce, Raven, Kryptonians and Dr Fate)<br><strong>Note:</strong> Anything worth mentioning.</span><br><hr>"It seems that for some of us there is a common thread," Vic said after a moment.&nbsp; "We have two lone survivors of an entire planet, the ultimate orphans.&nbsp; I suspect that several others, beside myself, might be orphans as well."&nbsp; Vic nodded towards Dr Fate.&nbsp; "Our host offered me a peak behind the curtain, to see the threads as they were being pulled. To maintain the metaphor, in the tapestry that is fate, we are the lose threads, without attachments.&nbsp; We can move through the weave, changing things that might otherwise be immutable." <br><br>&nbsp;His eyes found Bruce.&nbsp; He'd clearly developed a crush on the dark haired woman with the intense eyes.&nbsp; Then his gaze returned to the unreadable mask of Dr Fate.&nbsp; "We are the ultimate expression of the butterfly effect but instead of a butterfly flapping it's wings in New York and rain falling on Hong Kong, what we do will have an effect on the fate of the universe, potentially more than one. Correct me if I'm wrong,"&nbsp; he said.&nbsp; " Either way, I'd rather be one of those pulling the strings, rather than being the one whose string is pulled.&nbsp; I am willing to learn whatever you can teach me, Dr Fate.&nbsp; Perhaps you can explain to the studio audience as well as those watching from home exactly what the difference between a power and an ability would be.&nbsp; Frankly, I'm a little fuzzy on it myself."<br><br><em>Princess Coriander of Tamaran.&nbsp; Isn't the Tamar region near Bengal?&nbsp; No, that's Tamal.&nbsp; Cruel parents, naming her after cilantro but who am I to talk?&nbsp; My guardians named me after a serial killer.&nbsp; She's probably not an orphan but she's either a very skilled make-up artist and stage magician or she's not exactly from around here either. </em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>30-11-2018, 05:35:05</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone <br><strong>Note:</strong> A little confused but now time to inspect everyone! </span><br><hr><br><em> “Princess Koriand’r of Tamaran; you may not understand your role right now, but I assure you that if you stay with this school and learn, then you will understand how much your existence here matters.”</em><br><br>Koriand'r listened as her brows furrowed together as Dr. Fate spoke and then mentioning how Krypton didn't survive any reality and how they were all free to leave at any time as well. However, the little reunion for the Kryptonian's was bittersweet as she wanted to go over to them and give them a big, ol' hug, but doing so may have some adverse affects possibly like before. Either way, she walked over the blonde named Kara and patted her shoulder.<br><br>"Well I will stay since going home it totally out of the question and I'm sure you and I will make great friends as well with everyone here. Home is where you are loved according to my family and no matter where you are, love will fill you and bring you peace... by the way... Where are we again? "<br><br>It was then when one of the men, the one with reddish brown hair, began to speak about threads, lose ends and attachments, butterflies? Either way she felt like things were going over her head as she finished patting Kara's shoulder and now looked at Vic. "So this place, planet is called New York Hong Kong? That's a funny name and what does butterflies have to do with anything? Also when I looked behind my curtain there was sunlight outside and I did not see any threads so not sure what you were experiencing."<br><br>Feeling a little energetic, Koriand'r begins to float around the room as she leans down to look at everyone, to get a better look at them. Her hands running through some of their hairs and touching their skin as she pokes the brooding one's cheek (Bruce) and giggles. "You kind are all so wonderfully different and similar! I love it and Dr. Fate, what do you look like under that helm that you wear? I mean, you see all of us and what or who we are supposed to be so... maybe a common courtesy kind of thing?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>02-12-2018, 18:59:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White Room?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>Fucking hell, all these people. Confusing is an understatement.</em></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Despite her rather bold questions earlier, the dark-haired woman soon went silent while she mostly observed everyone within the room and gauged on their reactions. She knew whatever Dr Fate had shared was something that each of them had to process, and all of them were taking the information differently. Her attention briefly went to John who took to sit beside her, mostly her being curious about what he had to say since he had yet to say anything so far. Even Dr Fate asked at this point.<br><br>She soon turned to the ginger-haired man who spoke to Dr Fate and needing more explanation. Just the way he spoke and how he acted seemed to rub her in the wrong way, for some reason. "I think what Dr Fate means about power, as in.. for example, supernatural abilities that a normal human wouldn't have. Abilities though, is something akin to.. well, perhaps one of you could fight well?" She wasn't too certain whether it was the correct answer, but she figured she mentioned her opinion. However, she did turn to the orange-skinned woman as she begun to float around, mostly invading people's personal space. Raven immediately recoiled once this strange individual came close to her and she shrank from her touch, wanting to avoid any of it.<br><br>"... Don't touch me," she warned, her amethyst eyes narrowing, "You speak of courtesy but you are touching people without asking them." Nonetheless, there was nothing much for her to say, which was why she shared to Dr Fate then.<br><br>"I have nothing else to say other than in your private company. I'm sure the others would like to personally converse with you, so I would wait until my turn comes along."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>04-12-2018, 04:03:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294996.msg14519700#msg14519700">Quote from: Franklin on 20-11-2018, 08:19:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth probably<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br><strong>Note:</strong>Questions...but should they be asked?.</span><br><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_alternate_quote"> You can leave, but if you do so, I cannot protect you or your loved ones from the Emissaries of Chaos who will eventually come to either destroy or consume you.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Was that a threat? Actually there was no 'was' about it...it was definitely a threat. The only question was...was the threat coming from Fate, or was Fate, in a roundabout way, offering protection from a threat Bruce didn't understand. And there was much Bruce didn't understand about the current situation, and Fate wasn't clearing things up with his so-called answers. And when Fate mentioned saving families...Bruce kept his face impassive, but the empath Raven would have not doubt picked up on the hate and anger that comment generated. As powerful as Fate clearly was...why didn't he DO anything? Why was there still so much death and destruction in the world? Why were there little boys who lost their parents just because the family wanted to see a movie?<br><br>&nbsp;"What...incidents...do you deem worthy of your attention, then? If not saving planets and families?" Bruce asked. Fate had all but dared him to ask a question, and that was the most burning one on Bruce's mind. "And why do you need us?" Not that Bruce expected a real answer to either of those questions, but any information Fate would provide would be beneficial. "And do you teach the classes yourself, or is there a staff of instructors?" Bruce had ALOT of questions (though Fate had answered one when he used Bruce's alias, rather than his real name...apparently Fate was going to keep his promise to mask Bruce's identity) , but he decided to limit himself to those for now. Unlike the red head (who seemed to irritate Raven much the same way he irritated Bruce) Bruce didn't see the point of talking just to hear his own voice. <br><br>&nbsp;He bit back a bit of a smirk at the orange aliens response to the red heads ramblings (though if what the man said was true, he had some sort of special connection with Fate, which meant they were allies and would bear extra caution) though Bruce chose not to comment on that. Or the fact that the alien floated (that was going to take some getting used to) over to his side and poked his cheek, though if she got any special information from the brief contact she gave no sign. Raven, however, was not so forgiving, and Bruce could understand where she was coming from, even if he chose not to make an issue of it. Raven likewise seemed distrustful of the group and unwilling to ask every question she had in a public setting, something else Bruce quite understood. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce found the red heads question about the difference between powers and abilities a little obvious, though he found Raven's response far more enlightening. Raven essentially confirmed what Bruce would have said if asked to define the difference, except Bruce would have used the term 'metahuman' or 'superhuman' Maybe even 'otherworldly' to encompass the aliens in the room. But Raven had used the term 'supernatural' which suggested a mystical quality, which gave an interesting insight into the possible source of Raven's powers. Once again...that was something that would bear further study, even if there wasn't likely to be a class on it. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>05-12-2018, 02:26:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Clark, Dr. Fate, Mentions the others Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A[/font]<br><hr><br>Kara didn't understand any of this. Nor did she. The man who was supposedly Kal-El approached her, demanding answers she wasn't sure about. Who was this Dr. Fate that he thought she would just take him at his word? If this man next to her was Kal-El then why was he so much older? Had she really been in stasis for so long? <br><br>If this Kal-El had touched her, which so far he hadn't, she probably would have put him through the floor. Her newfound strength would have made it a possibility too. "Everyone I cared about is dead. I don't know if this man is my cousin or not, but if he is. Then I'll have to stay. I made a promise and I intend to keep it." she offered looking at the others as they asked their questions. <br><br>Silencing herself as she looked to the man Fate told her was Kal. "We can discuss it later....Maybe we are blood, maybe we aren't. I don't understand much of what is happening here, but I he seems to be the one with the only answers right now." With that she turned her attention to Fate. Waiting for him to answer the others' questions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>07-12-2018, 02:18:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Everyone gathered but mostly Kara<br><strong>Note:</strong> None<br></span><hr><br>Clark could care less about Doctor Fate, could care less about anything else but the blonde haired woman to his left. On the one hand, the logical side of his mind knew that what the good Doctor was talking about was very important. Like world altering, fate kind of important. That being said it paled in comparison to the sheer enormity of what the girl next to represented. His very home and heritage. There were so many things he had to ask her! Things about his heritage he never thought he would find out. <br><br>"Fine." He said not really believing that Doctor Fate was going to give anything up. Clark was smart enough to know that there was no point in pressing the issue though. Unfortunately theirs was a negotiation that was more or less one sided. He needed her if he was going to find out anything about Krypton. <br><br>"Let's get this over with." He remarked to Doctor Fate and everyone else as he crossed his arms over his brawny chest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>07-12-2018, 04:03:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/88/03/cd/8803cda331af378ebc752e5678f815e2--nick-bateman-black-opal.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Hal Jordan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14459790#msg14459790)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown, definitely Day<br><strong>Location:</strong> Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Vic (M), Koriand'r (M)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy-blue hoodie, white grease-spotted shirt, brown khaki jean pants, and socks<br><strong>Note:</strong> Too hungover to care.</span><br><hr><br>Hal had been looking around at the others and listening to their paranoid questions. Should he have been as paranoid as them? Should he have asked questions? Was he feeling too comfortable about this? Shit, the guy with the helmet could fucking fly? He either had some crazy powers or some advanced technology and was conning them all. If he was trying to fool them, then he succeeded for Hal was completely fooled.<br><br>The ginger started speaking his conspiracy mumbo jumbo. Something about threads and shit. Hal added, “I’m not an orphan. I got a loving family.” <em>Speak for yourself.</em> He didn’t add that last thought. It wasn’t exactly something nice to say.<br><br>Orange girl wound up being…Tamaran? Tanzania? Tazmania? Was Tamaran an alien planet? That explained her orange skin and glowing green eyes. There also weren’t too many earth girls who were as tall as her. The realization then finally struck him like a hammer. “Dude, she’s an alien? An alien princess? Am I going crazy? Please tell me I’m crazy. I know I drank a bit prior to coming here (being kidnapped here), but I’m still not that drunk. I should be hung over, but are you fucking serious?”<br><br>As Dr. Fate went on to explain how he couldn’t force them to stay, Hal sat back in his chair grasping his skull as he tried to absorb all of the information. If he didn’t stay, then someone that sounded like a big deal was going to be out for him and his family. If he did stay, then he was going to be taught some things to stop these bad guys from doing exactly that. Clenching his eyes closed, Hal rubbed his skull. “I don’t know…I mean…I don’t know anything. I still don’t know what’s going on right now. You might have told me, but I still don’t understand. I just want to go back to bed, and when I’m sober and awake, I’ll take another shot at understanding all of this shit. I just can’t make any decisions right now.”<br><br>Hal rose from his chair and started walking away from the table as though he knew where he was going. After a few steps, he stopped, and then looked around. “Uh…how do we get out of here?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>09-12-2018, 06:05:39</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmZiMjMyOC5SMDAsLjAA/cgf-arch-reactor.regular.png)</div><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gqxb-7l1-pU/hqdefault.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/20/13/c4/2013c4dbfbd0927f45ec7bf91309a352.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Dr. Fate nodded to Raven when she explained in depth what he tried to clarify to Vic. “Miss Raven speaks what I intended.”<br><br>At Koriand’r’s inquiry, the Host of Nabu explained: “This island must be kept secret. If any of you decide to escape, please do not speak of this place for then my magic will not be able to protect us from Chaos. We are on an island off the coast of Chile.” He further clarified for the princess’s sake: “You are on Earth Princess Koriand’r. A planet abundant with life and water. Chile is a nearby country on a landmass we call ‘South America.’ Maybe you will see it one day, but not now. It is important that I train and get you all accustomed to the enemy before you leave.”</span><br><div class="floatright">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/oded_fehr_dgg_016694.jpg)<br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>FC: Oded Fehr</em></span></div></div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">She asked what he looked like beneath his helm. He was silent for a moment, but then his booted feet slowly lowered to the floor. Dr. Fate’s hands rose to his helm and he grasped it. A surge of power swirled about the room in a great ethereal gale. A golden light shined from his face as his uniform seemed to be sucked into the helmet like a vacuum. Lowering the helm was a man with dark salt and pepper hair. He appeared to be in his early fifties as his brown eyes met those of the teenagers surrounding him. His voice no longer vibrated and hummed with God-given power as he said plainly, “There. I hope that we can grow to trust each other more now. My name is Joseph Schneider, the one currently chosen by the Helmet of Fate and the god Nabu. You can call me Joe.”<br><br>With Bruce, it didn’t seem that simple. He could hear a pang of anger in his voice. Had he touched an open wound? “Nabu is nearly all-knowing, but there are reasons for why he can’t disclose everything to us. I don’t know why he chose me. He could have chosen anyone better, but I was chosen and I accept my fate until the helmet chooses somebody else. I have seen the Lords of Chaos. I have seen all that Nabu has shown me. The multiple realities and their outcomes…if none of you choose to protect this planet, then there will be others, but they won’t succeed. There are certain pieces that complete a puzzle not just any piece. You guys are those pieces, and if you learn to work together, then you’ll get that puzzle done and balance the world.”<br><br>“Nabu teaches the classes, and they’ll be unlike anything any of you have ever experienced. So we’ll try not to be too hard on you guys. I know this is your first time. It won’t happen today. You guys need to eat, get acquainted with your rooms, and get acquainted with each other. Your stay here will only be as long as it takes to train you to become the heroes you are meant to be.”<br><br>Kara was still damaged. It was understandable. She was going to need time to heal and Kori’s attempt to soothe her wounds had made Joe smile. She was going to be the heart that keeps the team together. “Take as long as you need to heal Miss Zor-El. When you are ready to join us for training, we’ll welcome you.”<br><br>Joe glanced over at Hal. “Mr. Jordan, while you’re here, there won’t be any alcohol consumption. You will need to be sober to effectively perform.” He then pointed to the elevator most of them had come from. It was different than how it had appeared in the white room, but it was still an elevator. “You can take that elevator to the second floor. The first floor has your kitchen, banquet hall, dining room, and library. The second floor is where you all will sleep. You will find the keys in the locks. Take your key and pick whatever bedroom you prefer. There are many. I recommend though that you all try to pick a room close to each other. You’re all a team now. The third floor…heh none of you will need to worry about that floor yet. Those floors have nicer rooms and are for senior members. The rooms are a suite with their own bathrooms. Unfortunately, on the second floor, Males and females use their respective community bathrooms.”<br><br>“You are all currently on Basement Level 1. You are free to explore this basement and Level 2; however, you must not ever venture to Basement Level 3 without me. It is not safe. Do you understand?”<br><br>He looked around at the teenagers, waiting for their acknowledgment, and then released them. “You are all released. If you have any further questions, I will stay behind and answer them.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>09-12-2018, 18:12:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All (Mentioning Raven, speaking to Hal, Koriand'r and Dr Fate)<br><strong>Note:</strong> Anything worth mentioning.</span><br><hr><br>Vic nodded to Raven, acknowledging her explanation.&nbsp; He, then, had abilities where some of the others had powers.&nbsp; Good enough.&nbsp; It would give him an idea of where he stood in the group's pecking order.&nbsp; <br><br>Hal's response made him frown slightly.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Mr Jordan is it?&nbsp; My apologies.&nbsp; You may be the exception that proves the rule.&nbsp; There are more questions than answers here.&nbsp; I'm just trying to make sense of it all."<br><br>The orange girl was, at least according to Fate, literally not from around here.&nbsp; "If you are interested, Princess," Vic began, addressing the orange alien, "I can explain the Butterfly Effect to you.&nbsp; Ironically, given the circumstances, it involves chaos theory."&nbsp; His understanding of the theory itself was based on Jurassic Park and the Ashton Kutcher movie but that should be enough to explain the basics.&nbsp; And, if all else failed, maybe the library would offer some solutions.<br><br>He chuckled and turned to Dr Fate when the man under the mask revealed himself.&nbsp; "Good to meet you Joe.&nbsp; I've got a couple of questions.&nbsp; Is there any particular reason you called it 'escape' rather than just leave?&nbsp; Where and when does training start tomorrow?&nbsp; And, of course, have you ever known a better way to get somebody to go someplace than telling them not to?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>12-12-2018, 07:53:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone, especially Kara<br><strong>Note:</strong> Listens and continues to explore everyone... trying to behave around Raven </span><br><hr><br><br>Koriand'r paused when the other girl Raven told her not to touch her and she quickly sat up straight and placed her hands in the air. She felt a small pang in her chest that the beautiful creature with the violet eyes was angry at her as she sulked a little and began to look around when she saw Dr. Fate take off his helm much to her surprise. The rush of power and air in the room gave her goosebumps as his attire just seemed to disappear into the helm as she wait with anticipation as his reveal was made. Big green eyes widen as she lets out a squeal and rushes over to him to look him over, forgetting Raven's words as she touches his hair and touches his adams apple as his voice sounded so different too.<br><br>"That is so fascinating! Do all your helms do that? Why is your hair like that? Are the lines normal for your kind as well?" She asks all excitedly and seems to remember the words about courtesy as she lifts her hands up and backs away. "Sorry I get excited easily and for all of you, please, call me Starfire." Smiling happily she skips around the room again as her stomach growls so loudly she swore it echoed in the room. "Um... I may need to get some food in me and what is edible on your planet?"<br><br>Green glowing eyes look over to Kara as Starfire calms her stomach and floats gently over to the other. "Will you come with me? I promised for us to be friends and I think we both could use one? You don't have to do anything or stuff like that, but... I am a good listener! Though I can't promise I can listen to the one with the red hair after he said chaos theory whatever that is," she holds out her hand to the young woman and waits to see if she would follow.<br><br>Anyone watching Star can tell her emotions are very sporadic going from happy to sad&nbsp; to worried and now... apparently hungry. Personal space didn't exist for the Princess as she continued poking and touching everyone and examining them. She was going to stay with Kara if she said it was ok and she waited for everyone to talk to this man named Joe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kinghex</strong> on <strong>12-12-2018, 18:39:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://drive.google.com/uc?export=download&amp;id=1cMpujgLXqgQCAWeMbypLyfmtI_NNor3c)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Barry Allen (http://)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> White room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No mentions, open. <br><strong>Note:</strong> Barry is embarassing. </span><br><hr><br>Barry took the elevator as instructed. He wore an anime t-shirt with a bright pink-haired character winking on it. Over, he wore a jean jacket with several Jay Garrick patches sewn in. His jeans, while somewhat new looking, still had three patches sewn on from rips and tears he'd made while clumsily working. He didn't register the shame this would induce once he heard the elevator beep upon arrival to the white room. He looked up, looked down, then pulled at the base of his jacket as if questioning how it got there.<br><br>His hands flew up. It resembled the pose someone being investigated makes when asked to keep their hands out of their pockets. "I can see I'm late. I get that. I'm always late." He extended a hand. "...Not that I'm late on purpose. See, there's no alarm..." His need to explain himself dwindled, and he decided to take a seat.<br><br>He pointed to himself. "Barry." He proceeded to raise a single hand as if he was waving, then burried his face in his hands. "I'll catch up later."
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>13-12-2018, 09:14:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> No Fucking Idea<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Clark, Dr. Fate, Mentions the others Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A[/font]<br><hr><br>Kara glanced over at Kal-El, unsure of what to say, or do. Was she supposed to believe this stranger that the baby her Aunt and Uncle had sent off just a short time before she had been sent away, had grown up so quickly? She wasn't sure she was even ready to know the answers to her questions. She was scared, alone, and just tired. She barely heard his instructions, only to stay away from the third basement level. <br><br>As Starfire approached her, Kara tried to give her a warm smile, but it wasn't any use. She couldn't find any reason to smile, and the anger was building up again as she felt Kal-El's eyes on her. She wasn't ready to answer his questions either. He obviously knew he was from Krypton, if he was her cousin. He obviously had questions of his own, but she just couldn't. <br><br>Taking Starfire's hand she gave a nod. "I don't want to talk...You seem do enough for the both of us." she admitted, glancing apologetically at Kal-El. As if to beg him not to pursue this. Not to make her relive it further for now. Rising up, she gave Starfire's hand a overly gentle squeeze. Not at all accustomed to her newfound strength. "I do not know what the people here eat...I've been in stasis it seems..."<br><br>Glancing back, she said to Doctor Fate. "I am sorry about the wall. I didn't realize..." her words trailed off as she allowed herself to be guided by the excitable woman. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>14-12-2018, 14:11:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dr. Fate, Mostly Everyone (M)<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>N/A</em></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">There was so much information which the young woman had to absorb. Nonetheless, the proposition of staying in this academy and being shielded away seemed.. an interesting offer and one which she figured she should take time to decide. As much as she had so many questions which she would like to ask Dr. Fate, the dark-haired woman stayed silent within the meeting room and waited for everyone to have their turns in asking their questions before each of them soon take their leave to the second floor.<br><br>She did exchange a look with her acquaintance named John, figuring that they will be seeing each other more often — and she wasn't too certain about how to feel about the prospect. Heck, she will be seeing every single one of these new faces more often if she decided to stay. And it seemed there was another new face, in the form of a blonde man wearing a rather odd shirt and knowing he was very late to the introduction.<br><br>Talk about awkward.<br><br>Once she knew there was nobody else around other than herself and the host of Nabu within the room, Raven went forward to Dr. Fate, "If it's alright, Dr. Fate - or Mr. Joseph, but.. I'm very certain you know why I'm very apprehensive about staying here at your academy." She figured he knew about her origins, especially if he was a host of a deity, "Would.. Nabu be able to shield my presence from my father's eyes? I don't want my presence to lure him over, especially since we're on Earth. Also, I really do think you're making a huge mistake in choosing me to be a saviour. I'm definitely the worse choice for that position.." It wasn't as if she was belittling herself, but rather, she knew she was speaking the truth.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>14-12-2018, 22:17:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth, if Fate can be believed<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open. Raven<br><strong>Note:</strong> He wants US to save the universe?</span><br><hr><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“This island must be kept secret. If any of you decide to escape, please do not speak of this place for then my magic will not be able to protect us from Chaos. We are on an island off the coast of Chile.” </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;<em>Seriously?</em> It was a good thing Bruce had long been schooled in keeping his face impassive, because he kept hearing things that made him want to react. Fate's magic only worked if no one knew he was using it? Was that what he was saying? If so, that indicated a huge weakness in their supposedly powerful host, one Bruce would have to figure out how to take advantage of in the event their host was lying and HE was the threat they needed to combat. It was unlikely, however, that their host was lying about their location, since that could be so easily disproven, which meant they actually were on Earth off the coast of Chile. In any case, Bruce would begin to make his plans off that data. Because as he saw it there were two possibilities...Fate was telling the truth and there was a threat coming, and Bruce needed to be ready to meet it. Or Fate was lying and had a hidden agenda, and Bruce needed to figure out what that was. Either way...Bruce needed to stay, which meant he needed a plan.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> “There. I hope that we can grow to trust each other more now. My name is Joseph Schneider, the one currently chosen by the Helmet of Fate and the god Nabu. You can call me Joe.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Why would taking off his mask make people trust him? Did Fate really think he was going to be that easily manipulated? Fate could have given any name, and given himself any appearance. Bruce, who was himself operating under an alias, knew that better than most. It was, however, interesting that Fate seemed to lose his powers along with his mask. Was it truly that simple? Not that managing to sneak up on Fate and take his helmet off would be simple by any means, but it was at least the start of a plan. <br><br>&nbsp;As expected, the answers Fate...or Joe...gave to Bruce's question...or more of an accusation...was meaningless. Except for the fact that Fate himself didn't seem to know the details, which if Nabu's answers were as confusing as the ones Fate gave, wasn't to surprising. The disquieting piece of information was that Nabu was going to be the teacher, which given the being's habit of speaking in riddles and half truths, did not bode well for anyone learning anything from him. Hopefully the Chemistry class would be more straightforward than the 'end of the world' lecture they had just had. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Take as long as you need to heal Miss Zor-El. When you are ready to join us for training, we’ll welcome you.”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Now THAT was also an interesting piece of information. If Kara could take all the time she needed to heal...how long did it take to heal from losing your whole planet? Bruce hadn't yet 'healed' from the loss of his parents...that would be the work of a lifetime, and it was doubtful that was what Fate had in mind. So what kind of time frame were they talking about here? In any event, Bruce had the first of what he expected would be many disagreements with their teacher, and this time he chose to speak up, as he had at least some sense of what Kara was going through. <br><br>&nbsp;"No." He told her...not that he expected her to even acknowledge his statement in her current condition, but you had to lay the framework sometime. "You don't 'heal' from that kind of pain. You USE it. You learn, you fight, you train. You do everything you can to ensure what you are going through never happens to anyone else. For now...this is probably the best place for that. And the best time to start training is now." Yes, that wasn't very sympathetic, but Bruce remembered all to well how unwelcome sympathy had been during his loss. Yes, Kara and her cousin now probably hated him for butting in, and Fate was probably annoyed with him, but he wasn't here to make friends or be the teachers pet But there was one thing Alfred had told told...told him many times until he at least began to believe it. And Kara probably needed to hear it as well. <br><br>&nbsp;"It wasn't your fault." He concluded. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> “Mr. Jordan, while you’re here, there won’t be any alcohol consumption. You will need to be sober to effectively perform. You can take that elevator to the second floor. The first floor has your kitchen, banquet hall, dining room, and library. The second floor is where you all will sleep. You will find the keys in the locks. Take your key and pick whatever bedroom you prefer. There are many. I recommend though that you all try to pick a room close to each other. You’re all a team now. The third floor…heh none of you will need to worry about that floor yet. Those floors have nicer rooms and are for senior members. The rooms are a suite with their own bathrooms. Unfortunately, on the second floor, Males and females use their respective community bathrooms. You are all currently on Basement Level 1. You are free to explore this basement and Level 2; however, you must not ever venture to Basement Level 3 without me. It is not safe. Do you understand?”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>&nbsp;Given Mr. Jordan's performance so far, Bruce wasn't confidant being sober would be much of an improvement, because seriously, they had been talking about aliens for most of their time in the room, and he just NOW figured it out? But that wasn't Bruce's problem, and he concentrated on the rest of Fate's instructions. First off...Bruce had no intention of taking the elevator...such a small building as this, the stairs would be just as efficient, and better exercise as well. Not to mention being less enclosed in case of attack. The library sounded quite interesting, and Bruce suspected he'd spend a lot of time there...as usual. Kitchen was necessary just for survival purposes, assuming there actually was food there, The dining room and banquet hall could both be ignored...Bruce was more curious if there was a gym and some sort of workshop available. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce knew exactly which room he wanted...or rather, one of two. If they were in Chile, that meant he'd need a north facing room to hit the satellite over the equator, and of course he wanted a corner room as that meant two means of escape rather than just one. He frowned a bit at Fate's next statement. "Are there other students here then?" Bruce asked. If not...didn't that mean THEY were the senior students? If so, Bruce wanted to know who else was on the island. Not that Bruce cared about not getting a nicer room...he'd spent most of the last decade sleeping in huts or caves or just outside...but it was interesting Fate clearly had the resources to make 'nicer' rooms, but just hadn't cared to do so, and that the 'nicer' rooms were potentially off limits, even if they weren't going to be used. The shared bathroom didn't bother Bruce at all...if it did become an issue, Bruce coupled always set up a latrine elsewhere on the island. <br><br>&nbsp;But it was basement level three that really sparked Bruce's interest...what was the man hiding there? But once again the red head just couldn't keep his mouth shut. Why the hell would you TELL the enemy your plans? Did the man lack any type of filter that kept his thoughts from coming out of his mouth? <br><br>&nbsp;But the orange alien at least provided a bit of a distraction, and Bruce felt an unaccustomed sense of amusement at her over reaction to Raven's request not to be touched, but at least it didn't appear any lasting harm was done from that mis step. But with so many aliens present in the room...including Raven, Bruce recalled...that misunderstandings were bound to occur. But Starfire, as she seemed to want to be called, did make a good point about the food, though of course what may be edible for a human may NOT be edible for an alien, but of course Fate would have accounted for that, unless he intended to poisin his new students. <br><br>&nbsp;Starfire's statement to Kara would probably be much better received that Bruce's own, and he was relieved that Kara at least had the offer of friendship, something Bruce had lacked, at least among those his own age, back when HE had needed a friend. That would also help the Young woman cope...and coping was about all you could do.&nbsp; Bruce also bit back another chuckle of amusement when it seemed Starfire joined the 'can't listen to the red haired one' club. <br><br>&nbsp;And then someone new came into the room, and Bruce felt a flash of annoyance. Not that it really affected him if the man was late, but if they were going to be team mates, they needed to rely on one another, and how could you rely on someone who couldn't do something as simple as show up on time? No...this was indeed a very strange group of people who were supposed to save the galaxy, and Bruce was not optimistic about their chances given what they had seen so far. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce saw the look Raven (the only one who hadn't really given him reason to doubt the reason for her presence here, it seemed) gave him and nodded politely in return, but he figured he had said to much to her already and didn't want to risk a reaction like the one she had given Starfire, so he addressed Doctor Fate instead. "How far does this 'shield' of yours extend?" Bruce asked, not really caring if anyone heard that question. "I have some...equipment...I'd like to work on, and I don't want to go beyond your field. Also...how do you want the equipment to arrive?" Bruce doubted Fate would approve of a shipping container arriving at the dock of his secret island...assuming there even was a dock. <br><br>&nbsp;Bruce, of course, had other questions as well, but asking their host 'how do I take you out?' was hardly something you asked, and Bruce doubted he'd get actual answers to any of the other questions swirling around in his head, so he settled for the practical ones, and he also remained behind to hear Fate's answers to the other public questions, not wanting to leave until he'd gathered all the data he could. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>16-12-2018, 06:31:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/88/03/cd/8803cda331af378ebc752e5678f815e2--nick-bateman-black-opal.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Hal Jordan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14459790#msg14459790)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown, definitely Day<br><strong>Location:</strong> Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone (M)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy-blue hoodie, white grease-spotted shirt, brown khaki jean pants, and socks<br><strong>Note:</strong> No booze? The fuck?</span><br><hr><br>There was suddenly a gust in the room that grew so strong that Hal was forced to raise his arms to protect his head. His shirt rippled until the gale ended, and he peeked from the crook of his arm over to the normal man Dr. Fate had become. So he was a normal dude…with a magic helmet? Lowering his arms, Hal just stared blankly for a moment and scratched his head. <em>I am crazy…</em> he thought. He had to be. None of it made sense. He then heard Joe tell him about how there was no alcohol on the island.<br><br>“WHAT?!” He might have overreacted, but now this place really was hell. He was kidnapped on a dry island with aliens, goths and gingers—well there was only one but still!&nbsp; He finally voiced his explosive thoughts aloud, “You can’t be serious! You got me on this island with all of…” He motioned his hands in some chaotic circle. “<em>THIS!</em> And you’re telling me not to drink? Are you nuts!? This is fucking crazy!”<br><br>Barry’s arrival revealed that there was an elevator. Unlike most of them, Hal had been dropped into the middle of the room. Glancing over to the elevator, Hal sighed in exasperation, his eyes narrowing. As he headed over to the elevator he grumbled under his breath, “I’m getting the fuck out of here…” He wasn’t really going to leave. He didn’t have the capabilities to make that possible, but it felt good to say it. As he entered the elevator, he waited for the alien girls to join him, having noticed their intentions to use it. He was in such a bitter mood that he had actually wanted to go up without them and close the doors on them like a dick, but he refrained. He was somewhat of a gentleman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>16-12-2018, 06:35:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmZiMjMyOC5SMDAsLjAA/cgf-arch-reactor.regular.png)</div><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gqxb-7l1-pU/hqdefault.jpg)</div><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/oded_fehr_dgg_016694.jpg)<br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>FC: Oded Fehr</em></span></div></div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Joe’s brows raised a little at Koriand’r’s excited squeal. He took a single step back when she flew over to him and started inspecting his hair and just touching him. She was like a curious child. At her question, he laughed, “I know of only one (helm).” He then blinked when she asked why his hair was the way it was. Running a hand through his hair slightly self-consciously, he answered with a kind smile, “Genetics I suppose?” He reiterated, “You will find the kitchen on the first floor. Help yourselves.”<br><br>His attention then turned to Vic. He was going to be the interrogator of the group it seemed. Joe answered: “For some, it may be considered an escape. As for training, you will find out tomorrow. I like to see who my troublemakers are going to be.”<br><br>One of them seemed to make himself apparent, but then again, Mr. Jordan was the typical tween who should have been in college. His outburst about there being no alcohol was no surprise. "You will live Mr. Jordan. I assure you."<br><br>At Barry’s <em>late</em> arrival, Joe’s eyes followed him as the teenager walked over to take a seat at the table. “Well, some of your teammates are going to the kitchen. Perhaps you should join them. Perhaps you all should eat together. It’s about late morning here.”<br><br>As Koriand’r dragged Kara away. Joe nodded to her concern. “It’s quite all right. It’ll be fixed soon. It seems your training starts early with learning to control your strength.”<br><br>Bruce’s chiming in received indifference from Joe. He wasn’t insensitive. He knew what had happened to Bruce to make him who he was now. Training this group was going to be interesting. His question about if there were other students was answered when Barry had entered. There would certainly be more.<br><br>“It extends a mile from the coast. You will not be shipping anything here because this place has no address. If you wish to work on things, then you will ask me what you need and I will provide it.”<br><br>At the conclusion of most of the student’s questions, Joe waited for them to leave the room before he was left alone with Raven. He made sure the elevator was closed and rising before he looked her way and asked, “What questions do you have, Ms. Roth.”<br><br>He listened to her worries and gave her a reassuring smile. “Your presence is already shielded. Everyone’s is. The only way your father will find you is if you or anyone reveals that you are here. My power can hide this place, but there are others with equivalent if not greater powers than my own who can find it.” Joe then grinned at Raven when she told him that he had made a mistake. “If Nabu knew he was making a mistake, then you would not be here. You are capable of more than you realize. Maybe you will learn that here if you give this place a chance.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>16-12-2018, 19:46:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Unknown<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; No One<br><strong>Note:</strong> None<br></span><hr><br>Clark faltered and deflated like a balloon as Kara set him a not so subtle look. It was pretty damn clear that she wasn’t ready nor interested in talking to him about Krypton or their family. That it was to traumatic to deal with at the moment. Before Clark could say anything for or against it someone else was engaging her in conversation and the moment passed. <br><br>He faltered his head sweeping back and forth as he looked around at everything. The big event happening that brought them all together should have demanded his attention. After all it wasn’t every day that you were brought to a school specifically designed and created to turn you into the legend you were supposed to be. His bright blue eyes took in everyone still in the room. <br><br>The idea of being social after the whole Kara thing soured his stomach. Try as he might to get the thought of his home planet out of his head he simply couldn’t. He knew so very little about Krypton, knew so very little about his identity that having the answers so close but seemingly so far was messing with his head. <br><br>“I’ll see you all later.” He finally murmured. He wasn’t in the mood for this and the southern gentleman in him kept reminding him that bugging Kara was not the way to go. Someone mentioned food but going down as a party to eat wasn’t ideal for how he was feeling now. <br><br>So instead he decided to explore the place. Walking the farm always helped clear his head and he wanted to know where he was going to be “learning at”. This place was unknown to him, as unknown to him as the mysterious powerful being who brought them here. It didn’t take a genius to see that this COULD be a trap. So he did what he did best he explored and tried to find out if the truth said was the truth in reality.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>18-12-2018, 09:02:08</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Elevator to the Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Joe, Kara, Victor, Hal<br><strong>Note:</strong> Motions Victor to come along as she walks hand in hand with Kara and snags herself a Hal</span><br><hr><br><br>Hand in hand with Kara, she smiles over to Joe and gives him a wave and wink before locking eyes with Victor. "You there, come along now. Let us go to this first floor where we can help ourselves! Oh and look another person is joining us too! But yes, I can talk enough for the both of us and just tell me like the other one if I get too close and stuff. Back home I guess space was never an issue and why are you so covered up? Doesn't it bother you to have so much clothes on? That is something I noticed is that the lot of you are covered head to toe!"<br><br>Smiling happily she waits for Victor to stand up before taking his hand if he so chooses as well and walking over to the elevator that was being held by Hal. Once inside she glances down at him as she gets to eye level and looks him over. "So why are you so upset about not drinking? There is water and other things I am sure that will quench you just as well. Join us in the kitchen and we can see what they have, yes?"<br><br>Starfire was so excited talking to him as she wondered if she should hug these people to make them feel better as she felt an idea creep into her mind. "Oh I know what will cheer you both up!" With that she gives Kara another hug with a squeeze before kissing her cheek and does the same with Hal. One was sad and the other angry, but hugs and kisses usually helped with her siblings so why not no? Victor... well he didn't need one since he seemed perfectly ok with the situation. "Do you two feel better or are more hugs in order? Maybe a game or two?"<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>18-12-2018, 15:50:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All (M)<br><strong>Note:</strong> Anything worth mentioning.</span><br><hr><br>Vic grinned at the Kori's imperious summons.&nbsp; He pushed himself away from the wall.&nbsp; "Far be it from me to refuse the orders of a princess," he said.&nbsp; "Especially one so enchanting.&nbsp; I hear and obey."<br><br>He wasn't likely to get many straight answers out of Joe <em>or</em> Dr Fate at this point, so there was no point in remaining.&nbsp; The entitled orphan with clear anger management issues could make a play for the dark haired girl or follow along as he wished; Vic had already written him off as anything other than a bully.&nbsp; He was trying to play the strong, silent card but there were so many who had done it better.<br><br>He fell in step with the alien princess.&nbsp; "Clothing is situational," he said.&nbsp; "The colder it is, the more we wear.&nbsp; The opposite is also true, although there are certain minimums that apply in most situations.&nbsp; Of course there are exceptions to every rule.&nbsp; You will find us to be a very complex, frequently contradictory people.&nbsp; I'm sure you have ways that we will find puzzling.&nbsp; Offering comfort through physical contact, for example.&nbsp; It is something most of us aren't willing to accept from strangers but gladly accept from friends.&nbsp; I'm going to guess that you come from a very physically demonstrative people, where casual touch is common.&nbsp; We prefer a little distance, unless we are already emotional close.&nbsp; And of course, there are exceptions to those rules as well."<br><br><em>Like angry orphan sitting close to the dark haired girl, because he wants to get his mack on.....</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>19-12-2018, 04:49:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nerdreactor.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/supergirl-falling-ep-photo-bySonja-Flemming-CBS.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Justice Academy? <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hal, Starfire, Vic, Mention's Clark<br><strong>Note:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Kara blinked, feeling herself embraced by the woman once more. Her people were not the type to embrace each other so freely, perhaps it was different on this Princesses planet? Or perhaps because she was royalty, she was not refused such invasions of personal space? The hug was warm though, and it reminded her that there was someone who wasn't demanding answers from her in this moment. <br><br>As Victor began to talk about the obvious answers of why some were dressed more modestly than the Princess, Kara looked to Hal. He had looked so dejected when told there would be no, alcohol? What was that? She didn't understand, would drinking it inhibit him? Was it an intoxicant of some sort? <br><br>"I am wearing this because travel in space is cold, and my pod would only keep me so warm...until my descent on Earth..." She tried joining in on the conversation, "On Krypton we wear...I mean...we wore beautiful robes and magnificent pieces of armor. The Thinker guild did at least. It suited our needs best..." <br><br>Her words trailed off, talking about home hurt too much right now, and if she wasn't ready to share this with a man who was supposedly Kal-El then why would she share it with strangers? Maybe because they weren't demanding answers? They weren't expecting it? As they approached the dining hall Kara inhaled the delicious scent of food. At least, she hoped it was food. It all smelled different, more enticing than the food on Krypton. Or maybe it was because she'd been stasis for so long? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>22-12-2018, 10:21:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/88/03/cd/8803cda331af378ebc752e5678f815e2--nick-bateman-black-opal.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Hal Jordan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14459790#msg14459790)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown, definitely Day<br><strong>Location:</strong> Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kori, Vic (M), and Kara (M)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Navy-blue hoodie, white grease-spotted shirt, brown khaki jean pants, and socks<br><strong>Note:</strong> Digging the hole, excavator style.</span><br><hr><br>As the hot, air-headed orange girl approached with the other hot blonde, Hal discreetly <em>inspected</em> them a bit. Once Vic was in the elevator, he closed the doors as it started to ascend. The ginger nerd was already grating on his nerves. He talked so much about useless shit. Hal was rubbing at his eyes when Kori asked him about <em>drinking.</em> She had no idea what he was referring to. She really had to be an alien. “Nope. I’m good,” Hal quickly declined. He wasn’t in the mood to explain the Circle of Life or listen to the ginger’s monologues. “I’ll drop you guys off on the first floor.”<br><br><strong>Oh I know what will cheer you both up!</strong><br><br>Hal watched Kori out of his peripherals hug Kara and kiss her cheek, and then she turned to him, all he gazed upon was her orange melons snug within her alien top. When she suddenly embraced him, his arms wrapped around her and his hands naturally went right to her butt, copping a feel. It took Hal a shameless second to realize what he had done, right after she had wetted his cheek with a kiss. He withdrew his hands as though they had touched an oven top, his face red with embarrassment. <em>Oh shit! Nobody saw that!</em> he mentally panicked. It had been like second nature, so practiced with the slutty bitches in high school. His brown eyes were staring wide with anxiety at the elevator console. Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! He wanted to get out of that situation.<br><br>“Oh no, I’m good,” Hal quickly replied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>23-12-2018, 06:16:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All <br><strong>Note:</strong> Anything worth mentioning.</span><br><hr><br><em>Another write-off.&nbsp; Typical drunken frat-boy jock.&nbsp; I'm surrounded by douchebags.&nbsp; His kind have been beating up my kind since his kind discovered my kind couldn't fight back.&nbsp; He'll have his work cut out for him if he thinks he can pull that crap with me.</em><br><br>Vic didn't even look at Hal.&nbsp; "I'm going to guess that neither of you know your way around a kitchen, " he said to the two girls, as he stepped off the elevator.&nbsp; "So maybe you should let me cook." He didn't expect the frat boy to step up and challenge him in what was traditionally a woman's battlefield.&nbsp; Of course stranger things had happened.&nbsp; "I'll start with something simple.&nbsp; Do either of you have an issue eating meat or eggs?&nbsp; I don't want to cook something you can't eat if you're vegetarian or vegan."<br><br>He'd had to take his turn in the kitchen at the orphanage and, although he was no chef, he could certainly cook up the basics.&nbsp; Bacon and eggs would be the easiest or maybe an omelet but if he was dealing with vegetarians or vegans, he didn't want to piss off either of the two aliens, since clearly they were the ones who possessed the powers.&nbsp; At a very minimum, Kara could break walls and Kori could fly and god knew what else.&nbsp; He'd need to figiure out what each of them could do eventually but for now, he just needed to know if either of them were going to get pissy if he cooked them a decent breakfast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>23-12-2018, 09:46:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Elevator to the Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Kara, Victor, Hal<br><strong>Note:</strong> A grope here and there and onto the kitchen!</span><br><hr><br><br>Feeling hands on her rear she looks into Hal's eyes as she smiles at him. Her own hand moving down to grab his as well and squeezes as she giggles. "Is this a greeting I should do with you and others as well?" She asks him and seeing his face turn red she presses her forehead to his. "You have gotten very warm and red, is that a good sign that you are all better?"<br><br>Releasing him she smiles and glides over to Kara again and stands next to Victor as he speaks about food. "Oh I will devour whatever it is you wish to make and you can show me all the flavors your kind enjoys," she smiles and rests her head against Kara gently. "Well I'm from a place where it is always warm so we can better absorb the rays of our sun. Though I'm sure I can figure out your peoples clothing restrictions and customs as well. Also does my touches come unwelcomed? If so, I can stop unless there are some levels of contact you don't mind? For example, I haven't been in a place where grabbing another's bottom was a form of comfort, but if it is I'm sure I can adjust. Will that work for you Kara or what I did before sufficient? What about you, Victor? Are you a distance type or by us talking we have created an emotional close base?" Starfire asked in all honesty as she wanted to make sure she was doing things properly through custom, but not knowing Kryptonian's rules she was playing by ear. <br><br>Soon the elevator dinged as they opened up to the first floor. Taking Kara's hand she walks out and looks over to Hal with a big smile. "Are you coming along too? Victor is cooking meat, eggs, and vegetarian's." She extends her hand out to him to see if he will take it as she was beginning to like this place. Everyone was so soft and cute she just wanted to snuggle them all and learn more about them. A part of her wondered why she never learned about this place in her studies, but then their defense... she probably did learn about it but never paid attention since her studies were not her priority. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>McSpooky</strong> on <strong>05-01-2019, 21:47:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qyko8wgtkO0/TPazk9MGxTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/p0VdSnEi1AM/s1600/karentapiaandersen_losangelestimesphotoshoot_10apr2006_03.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Tara Conners (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14610623#msg14610623)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Probably not Kansas.<br><strong>Location:</strong> A very nice room.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No one.<br><strong>Note:</strong> Very, very sore. </span><br><hr><br><br>Tara woke up slowly wondering if she was dead.&nbsp; Her body ached from head to toe recalling the night’s events, despite her best efforts not to.&nbsp; She had finally made it to Markovia.&nbsp; It had taken way too long by back packing, but it was the only way she could afford to travel at this point.&nbsp; Exhausted she found herself in a little café not entirely sure what to do next.<br><br>The truth was it was only spite that had brought her this far.&nbsp; She really had no idea how she was going to meet her half-brothers, or if she even wanted to.&nbsp; They had meant nothing to her so far in life and she had been fine, did she really need them now?&nbsp; Did she really need to do this for her mother?&nbsp; She clearly had not thought this through as much as she thought over the last few months.<br><br>As she sat back and let her thoughts simmer she sipped on her coffee watching the locals come and go.&nbsp; It seemed like a nice place.&nbsp; People looked friendly.&nbsp; It was certainly pretty enough to want to live in.&nbsp; Maybe she could just settle in and find a way to bring her mother here.&nbsp; They would never have to make themselves known.&nbsp; Especially now that her father was dead, who would know them?<br><br>Before she could figure it out, the screeching of tires and a blaring horn caused her to bolt upright.&nbsp; She turned in time to see a car speeding down the street towards her corner.&nbsp; She heard a woman scream.&nbsp; When she turned a woman held a child by the hand in the cross walk frozen.<br><br>Panicked she reached out without thinking, feeling the earth below her.&nbsp; She pulled with all her might on it.&nbsp; In an instant a small wall arose before the side walk.&nbsp; The speeding car smashed into, she could feel the shockwave in her chest.&nbsp; <br><br>Shocked and ecstatic she fell to her knees with a grin, exhausted by the effort.&nbsp; It took a moment for her to realize the woman was still screaming.&nbsp; When Tara looked up she found a crowd had begun to gather.&nbsp; The woman clutched her child and pointed at Tara shouting something over and over.&nbsp; She really regretted not learning at least a bit of the language before coming here.<br><br>Things happened quickly.&nbsp; The crowd was on her, they beat her, screaming and cursing.&nbsp; As things blurred together she eventually realized they had dragged her to the woods.&nbsp; They threw her to the center of the crowd which opened into a circle.&nbsp; As she tried to crawl away a man grabbed her by the ankles.&nbsp; She tried to kick but her feet were tied before she could break away.&nbsp; When she heard a motor start she froze and looked up through blurred vision. The chain around her ankles was tied to the back of an ATV.<br><br>She wasn’t sure how long it lasted but eventually they stopped.&nbsp; She laid there sobbing, begging to be let go.&nbsp; The crowd cheered.&nbsp; Eventually one man walked to the center towards her.&nbsp; He held a pistol and grinned pointing it at her head.&nbsp; She winced shutting her eyes as she heard it click, than the world went bright, almost blinding through her closed eyes.<br><br>When the light died she opened her eyes, the crowd was frozen.&nbsp; The man with the gun stared at her with malice in his eyes.&nbsp; Another man stood next to him he wore a strange costume with an odd golden helmet.&nbsp; He stepped around the man and pointed at her chains which vanished.&nbsp; She stared at him silent and wide eyed.&nbsp; Had she died?<br><br>He began to speak.&nbsp; He said his name was Dr. Fate, and he had an offer for her.&nbsp; He began to explain the details but they all just washed over her.&nbsp; Once he was done speaking he looked at her calmly, like none of the world around them mattered.<br>Eventually she asked the one thing she wasn’t sure of at all.<br>“Am I dead?”<br><br>Dr. Fate shook his head and assured her she was not.&nbsp; If she rejected his offer he would take her some place she wanted to go, away from these people.&nbsp; As she thought about it as second question formed.&nbsp; “What did that woman call me?”<br><br>“Witch.” He replied bluntly.<br><br>She chuckled, it hurt.&nbsp; She’d saved that woman and her child, and this is what happened.<br><em>Fuck Markovia,</em> she thought.&nbsp; “Okay… I’ll go with you…”<br>Then she woke up here, where ever here was.<br><br>Slowly she climbed out of the bed still dressed in the muddy ragged clothes from last night.&nbsp; She looked down at the white linens, caked in mud.&nbsp; <em>I guess the Doc can afford the cleaning bill.</em><br><br>Slowly on unsteady feet she made her way to the mirror by the closet.&nbsp; She hissed as her back burned in protest.&nbsp; She reached up and slowly pulled her shirt over her back and off her head.&nbsp; She kept her arms in it and clutched it to her chest turning slightly to get a look at her road burned back.&nbsp; It looked much better than she thought. More like a cheese grater had been taken to it, than a power saw like she thought it would.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>05-01-2019, 22:28:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All <br><strong>Note:</strong> Nothing worth mentioning.</span><br><hr><br>It wasn't hard to find the kitchen.&nbsp; As Dr Fate had indicated, it was well stocked.<br><br>Victor smiled, choosing not to correct the orange alien as to what a vegetarian was.&nbsp; "He's blushing, that's what we call going red in the face, because he got caught playing 'grab ass'.&nbsp; It's not normally socially acceptable," he said, as he fished through the refrigerator.&nbsp; He came up with a dozen eggs, a pound of bacon, an onion, a red pepper and a handful of mushrooms.&nbsp; "Hugging above the waist is usually always acceptable, when done from the front.&nbsp; Could you grab that silver bowl and bring it over here please?&nbsp; Thanks."<br><br>He set two frying pans on the stove, laying the bacon out in one of them.&nbsp; "This is bacon," he explained.&nbsp; "It comes from an animal called a pig.&nbsp; I don't recommend eating it raw.&nbsp; Those white oval things are called eggs. You don't want to eat them raw, although some people do.&nbsp; They are part of the reproductive cycle of an animal called a chicken.&nbsp; We eat the chicken too, so it is very useful food animal."<br><br>He broke all the eggs into the bowl and began chopping up the other ingredients with practiced ease.&nbsp; "This red thing is called a red pepper, for obvious reasons.&nbsp; It's the fruit of a vine plant.&nbsp; We use them to add flavour.&nbsp; It can be eaten raw or cooked."&nbsp; He offered Kori and Kara a piece.&nbsp; "It's a cold pepper, as opposed to a hot pepper which contains a chemical that simulates heat.&nbsp; Some of them can get so 'hot' that they are almost impossible to eat safely."&nbsp; He tossed the chopped peppers into the bowl with the eggs.<br><br>The mushrooms were next.&nbsp; "These are called mushrooms.&nbsp; Technically they're a fungus but they're very tasty.&nbsp; Again, eaten raw or cooked."&nbsp; Again he offered the two aliens some of the mushrooms, before dumping them in with the eggs.&nbsp; <br><br>"This is called an onion," Vic said, holding one up as he began to peel off the skin.&nbsp; "It's a root vegetable.&nbsp; When I cut it, it will give of a vapour that will irritate my eyes.&nbsp; It may or may not have the same affect on you.&nbsp; Again, eaten raw or cooked as an accent to other foods."&nbsp; Once cut, it too was offered, then added to the eggs.&nbsp; He whisked the mix thoroughly, for once grateful that the orphanage has insisted that everyone help out in the kitchen.<br><br>"Okay, omelets and bacon coming up.&nbsp; Choices?&nbsp; Chewiness of the bacon and if you are feeling adventurous, addition of one of the Scotch Bonnet hot peppers to your omelet.&nbsp; Just be aware that if you want hot peppers, your omelets will be cooked after everyone else's. Beyond that, everything else comes out the other end cooked."<br><br>Victor had an idea as to who would opt for the hot peppers.&nbsp; Hal would likely either say yes for the macho factor or decline because Vic was doing the cooking.&nbsp; The princess would be a hard yes.&nbsp; Kara was going to be up in the air as to whether she ate or not or whether she would want the extra flavour.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>05-01-2019, 22:38:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth, if Fate can be believed<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open. Terra <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black jumpsuit that has seen better days, and a knife on his leg<br><strong>Note:</strong> Not a promising start </span><br><hr> <em>'THAT is your problem?' </em> Bruce thought. They had just been told about aliens, planets being destroyed, and some mysterious threat to earth, and the part Hal was focusing on was was not being allowed to drink?&nbsp; In retrospect, Bruce really shouldn't have been surprised, but he was. Nor was he surprised at Fate's refusal to assist him, but the blatant lie (There was no place on earth Wayne Enterprises couldn't ship to, as Bruce knew from experience. And certainly with Fate's powers he could have arranged a shipment to arrive as easily as he had the others. But Bruce wasn't willing to violate that rule...not yet, in any case. Even though he wondered why Fate had brought him here if not to use the resources at his disposal. The only advantage Bruce had over the others, at least as far as he could tell at this point.)&nbsp; Nor was he surprised at Kara's lack of reaction to his statement. She might have been to distraught to notice, or just not ready for the truth yet. In any case, she appeared to need a friend more than anything else, and that was a role Bruce could not fulfill. Fortunately, Kory seemed to have that well in hand. <br><br>&nbsp;But as usual, Bruce didn't display any of his thoughts outwardly, though it was anyone's guess what the empath still in the room might have picked up. "I'll put together a list." Bruce stated, though he was unable to keep a bit of challenge out of his voice. Said list was going to include a supercomputer, &nbsp;(http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Batcomputer)satelite surveillance system, &nbsp;(http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Brother_Eye_(New_Earth))several vehicles, all unavailable on the open market as they were still Waynetech protypes, &nbsp;(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Batmobile)and which even included a spacecraft (http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Bat-Rocket). After hearing about the threat from beyond the planet, Bruce mentally added a satellite (http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Justice_League_Satellite_I) to his list, and then there were the various weapons he'd need to properly test his equipment, as well as the poison's he'd need to partake of to continue to build up his immunity. Yes, Bruce was aware it was an extraordinary list, and most reading it would probably consider it a joke, but there was nothing on it that Bruce wouldn't be able to obtain without Fate's assistance, and he was curious how far the man would go to assist in Bruce's training, training Fate had insisted the fate of the world depended on...right before sending everyone off to lunch, instead of actually training them.<br><br>&nbsp;<em>'I hope she gets better answers than I did.' </em>Bruce thought as Raven remained behind, clearly wanting to talk to their host in private, and while Bruce had one question he REALLY wanted the answer to...namely who had killed his parents...Fate wouldn't even tell him who was living in the senior students floor, so he didn't see the point of asking. Instead, Bruce knew he had to find his own answers, and his investigation of the forbidden sub basement would have to wait until nightfall, the customary time for such clandestine activities. But there was still plenty to explore otherwise, and Bruce decided to begin with the staircase to the upper floor, and while it was unlikely that any of the rooms would be different from the others, save for the obvious construction differences, Bruce had learned long ago not to overlook anything, and in this case it proved to be the correct instinct, as he found something, or rather someone, out of the ordinary. <br><br>&nbsp;The first thing Bruce noticed as he opened the door was the considerable amount of mud on the bed, mud that did not appear to match the location they had been given by Fate. But under the circumstances, Bruce reached the obvious conclusion that the mud had been brought here by Fate, probably via a similar method to Bruce's arrival, rather than another lie of Fate. His eye was then drawn to the form standing in front of the mirror, and between the two angles Bruce could easily see the cause of her concern, though fortunately he couldn't see anything else. <br><br>&nbsp;"Sorry...I thought the room was vacant." Bruce apologized, though he couldn't help staring at her back and the unmistakable signs of road rash. An accident, or something worse? In any case, none of his business so he wouldn't pry. However, being no stranger to injuries in hard to reach places, he would offer to help. "My name is John Williams." He claimed, keeping with his alias, and feeling no need to leave as she wasn't really exposed. "And I'm assuming we are both her for similar reasons, namely the training. I haven't found the medical facility yet, but I do have medical training if you need assistance." Her injuries did not appear life threatening, so he would simply leave if she asked or demanded he do so, but he was also quite sincere in his desire to help, and even if they couldn't find the medical suplies, Bruce knew enough about botany to make up some antiseptic and painkillers from the supplies available. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>McSpooky</strong> on <strong>05-01-2019, 23:18:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qyko8wgtkO0/TPazk9MGxTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/p0VdSnEi1AM/s1600/karentapiaandersen_losangelestimesphotoshoot_10apr2006_03.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Tara Conners (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14610623#msg14610623)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Damned if she knows.<br><strong>Location:</strong> A very nice room.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, “John”<br><strong>Note:</strong> Very, very sore, and annoyed. </span><br><hr><br>Tara frowned looking over her back.&nbsp; It would heal, but it would hurt for a while.&nbsp; As she stared at it a voice cut into the room. <br><br>“FUCK!” she yelled pulling her shirt back over her head and covering her back.&nbsp; She spun clenching her fist reaching out for any kind of stone to throw, it was all so far away but she could feel it.<br><br>She stood dumbstruck for a moment once she processed what she was seeing.&nbsp; A ninja (?) was standing in the door way yammering on like a robot about training and medicine.&nbsp; She shook her head and raised a hand to stop him.<br><br>“Look!&nbsp; I don’t know what you're going on about.&nbsp; All I know is some dude in a bad cosplay offered to help me, and I woke up here, in a house where apparently ninjas don’t have to knock,” she stomped her foot and pointed at him.&nbsp; “And why the Hell are you a ninja!&nbsp; Start making sense or I’m going to throw a boulder through the window on you!”<br><br>It was a lie, she might be able to, but who knows.&nbsp; Either way she had crossed from slightly confused to thoroughly annoyed and needed any kind of answer.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>06-01-2019, 00:32:35</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKKgzR9sA-bdqH6SEj4JemGp8fZ_LCAouvV2NWi1AcPOMOV7Hf)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Kara, Victor, Hal (M), Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> FOOD!</span><br><hr><br><br>Kori followed Victor with Kara in tow to the kitchen as it appeared that Hal didn't wish to join them. Shrugging she watched Victor begin to grab things as she grabbed the silver bowl he asked for as she began to touch everything. "So he is red from a grab-ass? Interesting. So that hug is what that hug is called and you say it is not acceptable? A shame as it appeared he enjoyed it, but I will keep my hands above the waist then."<br><br>Listening to him as he begins to describe the various bounties that their world had to offer, she just watched in awe before the small eggs caught her attention. These were so white and small unlike some they had on her home world and wondered how they would taste. Picking one up for inspection, Kori accidentally breaks in her hand from her wishing to test the hardness and found the eggs to be pretty fragile despite what they looked like. Curious about the eggs and Victor talking about how people ate them raw, she took the egg shell and all and placed it in her mouth as she cringes at the texture and begins to spit it out. The specks of shell clinging to the inside of her mouth as she kept spitting ilf t out.<br><br>"Egg itself isn't that bad but the shell is less to be desired," she replies and then seeing him crack the eggs and discarding the shells she realized that the shell wasn't supposed to be eaten as she watched him cut and offer her and Kara a taste of each thing.<br><br>The red peppers were crunchy and delicious as she preferred it over the shells greatly before trying the onion. "Oooh! I like these onions! Are you going to cut all of that up or can I have the other piece? Can you eat the skin on it?" Picking up the onion skin she found the texture almost similar to paper as she looks at it oddly and licks it. "Nope you can't."<br><br>Next were the mushrooms that she enjoyed as well and took another one and popped it into her mouth with a sigh and hum of approval as she just took another piece of onion and giggled happily. Then she saw something beautiful as they were bright red and yellow as her eyes sparkled at them. "Oh what are these?! These little gems are so pretty! Are they fruit too like your pepper?" Picking up two of them she wondered what flavors they were by being different colors and placed them in her mouth and bit down. They were crunchy with a hint of sweetness and soon her green eyes went wide as she fanned her mouth and they had seeds too! Instead of spitting it out she swallowed as she coughs.<br><br>"My lips and tongue... they feel tingly! Was these hot peppers have a poison effect? Is my lips and tongue swelling?!" Rushing over to Victor she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue before touching her lips. "They don't feel swollen..."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>06-01-2019, 03:19:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara, Kori, Hal<br><strong>Note:</strong> Nothing worth mentioning.</span><br><hr>"A lot of food comes with conditions,"&nbsp; Victor answered.&nbsp; "You can eat some parts but not others.&nbsp; You don't eat egg shells."<br><br>He was paying attention to cooking and didn't notice Kori reaching for the Scotch Bonnet peppers.&nbsp; If he had, he would have warned her.&nbsp; When she began to cough, he turned, his eyes widening when he saw what she was spitting out.<br><br>"Two?&nbsp; You ate two of them?&nbsp; Those are Scotch Bonnets.&nbsp; They are hot peppers.&nbsp; Believe it or not, they're not even the hottest ones.&nbsp; The heat is chemical, not thermal.&nbsp; There might be a little swelling but mostly it is just the sensation."<br><br>Victor quickly poured Kori a glass of milk.&nbsp; "Drink this," he said.&nbsp; "Slowly.&nbsp; Use it to rinse out your mouth.&nbsp; I'll see if I can find some bread.&nbsp; That will help with the heat too.&nbsp; It will take a while for the sensation to die down.&nbsp; You'll just have to grin and bear it until the milk and bread do their thing.&nbsp; And before you ask, yes, people eat those, mainly for the endorphin rush the pain causes."<br><br><br><br>Of course he could have lied to her, claiming that she'd need to kiss him to get rid of the heat but that would have been worse than Hal's grab-ass maneuver.&nbsp; Among the many things he despised, sexual predators were very high on the list.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Franklin</strong> on <strong>06-01-2019, 03:57:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Young_Batman.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14455706#msg14455706)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Present<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth, if Fate can be believed<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open. Terra <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black jumpsuit that has seen better days, and a knife on his leg<br><strong>Note:</strong> oops </span><br><hr> <br>&nbsp;The League of Assassins, among those who even knew such a thing existed, was renowned for many things. Respect for privacy was NOT among them, particularly as Bruce had spent most of his time there assigned to a barracks like environment where male and female lived and worked side by side, no consideration given to gender. So knocking was not a habit he had employed recently, and even if he had, knocking on the door to a vacant room was something he had never done. Clearly that had been a mistake, given the dark haired girls explicit led reaction, even if he had only seen her back which was not generally considered a private area. But despite the fact Bruce considered her reaction a bit of an over reaction, he understood and respected it.<br><br>&nbsp;"I apologize." Bruce repeated, just in case she had missed his earlier apology. He did not miss the offensive stance she took, and even though his body remained relaxed he was well prepared for an attack. That WAS something the League had taught him, even though he'd never had to deal with a metahuman or alien in such an environment, and he wondered if he was dealing with such a being now. Apparently so, at least if her claim about throwing boulders could be believed, and she would have no reason to make such an absurd claim if she couldn't back it up. "I thought the room was vacant, like the others." He continued, trying to explain why he hadn't expected to find anyone, much less a female with her shirt partially off, in the room. He removed the key from the doorknob and took a few careful steps into the room, not wanting her to think he was trying to attack her, as he placed the key on the dresser a few feet from her so she could lock the door to the room if she chose. <br><br>&nbsp;But being a Peeping Tom was now what she accused him of. Rather, it was...being a ninja? WAS Bruce a ninja? By definition, a ninja was simply one trained in ninjitsu, a traditional martial art believed originated in Japan, but that, again if the rumors of the League's founding were to be believed, were closely tied to its founder. So the training Bruce had received certainly included ninjitsu, and even if he hadn't officially become a member, it was his refusal to kill rather than his failure at training that accounted for it. So Bruce supposed he was a ninja., and he answered her question based on that. <br><br>&nbsp;"That was the best way to get the training I needed." Bruce explained, not about to go into the reasons WHY he wanted said training. "And assuming the being you met was the same one that recruited the rest of us, a guy with a golden helmet, he calls himself Dr. Fate, and he's begun to recruit a small group of people to form a team to defend against a threat the nature of which he has not made clear." Bruce took her threat seriously and did his best to make sense, as she demanded, but the whole crazy situation did not make sense so that was a tall order. But she didn't appear to be demanding that he leave, so he remained in the room, though he also remained on his guard in the event his answer did not satisfy her and she executed her threat. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>07-01-2019, 19:28:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/163274969/large.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14453699#msg14453699)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Justice Academy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dr. Fate, John/Bruce (M)<br><strong>Note:</strong> <em>N/A</em></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">As much as Dr. Fate's answers were a relief in some way, there was a lingering doubt and fear that his protection might not hold her father away for very long. Even then, being the very host of a deity definitely had its perks though she was questioning Nabu's insight on choosing her to be here in this very academy. A doubtful look touched her features as she stared at Joseph and she pressed her lips together as she thought about her response. It was rather strange to have someone actually thinking she could do some good, despite her demonic lineage. Only her mother and her late mentor had such faith in her. ".. I hope you're right, for our sake," she responded softly.<br><br>Nonetheless, she was done with her questions but her silence alone and her finally moving away to leave from the room was an answer that she would linger and stay in the academy for the time being. She was mostly curious on what would happen if she stayed for a period of time but she had hoped she would gain more insight of her powers, as well as being able to control it better. Still, she avoided the rest of the people who seemed to be distracted with each other to notice her presence. They disappeared into the elevator and she waited for her turn to step in, though heading straight to the second floor where the bedrooms were located.<br><br>As she hoped she would be alone in picking a bedroom for herself, Raven was quick to spot the quiet John on the same floor. Of course, why was she expecting that she, alone, would think to take her first pick out of the empty bedrooms? Previously, she was a tad more talkative especially in the White Room. Now that they all had been somewhat acquainted, Raven just wanted to hide herself somewhere and just find peace in her solitude if she could. She just felt somewhat drained from interacting with the group of people earlier.<br><br>Silently, she went to the farthest room within the hallway and immediately took the key after checking whether the room was vacant. Seeing that it was, Raven merely checked within the room and seeing how clean the room was. Already, she was missing her home in Azarath.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sye</strong> on <strong>11-01-2019, 08:38:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/facebook/001/362/379/814.jpeg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Koriand'r (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=294841.msg14485192#msg14485192)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Kara, Victor, Open<br><strong>Note:</strong> Chugging milk</span><br><hr><br><br>"I've eaten hotter!" Kori lied as her lips pursed together and seeing the drink he had she took it quickly and began to drink it. It didn't matter he told her to drink it slowly, her mouth was on fire and while she enjoys spicy foods this was a little different. Every race had their own levels one could think as she soon found the glass empty. <br><br>Whimpering as she held the glass upside down she shuffled to the metal doors quickly and opened them and grabbed what looked like to be the same drink as what she just had. Grabbing the jug of milk she ripped off the top and began to drink the whole gallon like it was nothing. Each wonderful, creamy mouthful sated the burn in her mouth even though her lips still tingled. Once the entire container was empty, she let out a happy sigh of relief and seeing bread in Victor's hands she was suddenly in front of him as she snatches it. Placing her lips on it like a kiss as she sighs happily before taking a bite.<br><br>"So good..." Kori sighs again as she just stood there eating the bread happily as the burn slowly ebbed away. "Maybe I should try those bonnets in the food yes? On Tamaran we have some things that is better eaten with food than alone. Those things are probably one of said foods?" Turning to Kara she smiles and goes back to the fridge to grab a few more of the peppered jewels and held some out to Kara and Vincent. "Can you two eat them just fine?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: DC AU: Justice Academy [IC]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Captain Whitebread</strong> on <strong>12-01-2019, 19:54:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/13047603_f520.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Victor Sage (http://CS link)<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Will be revealed when the GM reveals it.<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Justice Academy Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara, Kori, Hal<br><strong>Note:</strong> Nothing worth mentioning.</span><br><hr>Victor watched as Kori emptied the milk jug and devoured the bread.<br><br><em>I hope she'd not lactose intolerant.</em><br><br>"Scotch Bonnets make a great accent but aren't exactly something you eat by itself," he said.&nbsp; "I won't eat one raw but I can certainly add one to the omelet for extra flavour.&nbsp; Hand me one if you please and I'll chop it up and toss it in.&nbsp; Then I'll let you taste the difference between the two omelets and you can decide whether you like Scotch Bonnets or not.&nbsp; If you like it, I can see if Dr Fate can bring in some Nagas or Ghost Peppers or maybe a Carolina Reaper."<br><br>Vic pulled on a pair of gloves to handle the pepper as he cut it up.&nbsp; It was as much for show as to keep the juice off his hands.&nbsp; He cored it, made sure to shake out all the seeds and chopped it into tiny pieces before adding them to the second half of the omelet mix.&nbsp; When he'd served the first omelets out onto plates, he poured the hotter mixture into a frying pan to cook.<br><br>"Eat up," he said to the three people in the kitchen.&nbsp; "I'm not going to be able to eat all this myself."<br><br>He smiled at Kori while he stirred the omelet.&nbsp; "So, what foods do you eat on your planet?&nbsp; Science fiction always shows pre-made meals or elaborate feasts.&nbsp; What are my chances of getting to taste some of it?"
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