doublcedge:
@nightstcrms | starter.
the demon’s fist is not a particularly affectionate collection of children. understandably so, certainly, but it makes times like these difficult for mara, likely for most of them. there are things that should be said because even though they aren’t at the heart of this, the effects are felt everywhere. people are frightened at the possibility that their city is next. families are faced with the reality that loved ones in metropolis are gone. superman is – well. mara won’t speak on something like that, can’t speak on it.
her team is…a family. will they ever admit to it ?? could they ever really interact in the same ways most families do ?? it’s not likely. but it’s still significant and it still brings forth something from mara when she returns to their base and sees nightstorm, alive and well, even though she already knew that he was, even though they’d have no reason to be involved in a city like metropolis. she stops just a few feet from the threshold of the door, somber and unnerved as she considers him.
“ i saw damian. it seems the bats are all accounted for. ” she doesn’t know why she chooses to start on that; it’s easier, maybe, factual. but her next words feel like lead in her mouth, “ are you – doing alright ?? where are the others ?? ” it’s uncomfortable, even in it’s simplicity, but she’s their leader and she’s doing what she can, what she thinks she should.
“ i’m fine, ” night assures her. and it’s true, at times like these, night falls solidly back on his own apathy. he’s never cared about metropolis or the sanctity of superman. why should he start now ?? as long as mara and the others are alright, there’s no reason for him to think twice he won’t admit to the panic that rushed him, sudden and terrifying as a thunderstorm in the summer.
“ they’re alive. where, i’m not sure right now. ” he knows that, at least, even if he had accidentally shorted out his phone making sure while nerves crackled tangibly through his fingertips. again, he won’t admit to it.
his teeth flick audibly as he shuts his mouth quickly, thoughts moving rapidly. there’s something bothering him, but he hasn’t quite worked out how to verbalize it best. in the wake of what superman has done, not that nightstorm necessarily disagrees with the brand of justice, has tipped something. nightstorm’s not afraid, but he is wary now. “ we will need to be -- more cautious. if capital punishments are being handed out, there’s less...room for us. ” he can’t help but wonder what batman && his disciples think of this turn of events, whether they will condemn this sort of thing. whether they offer any kind of protection.
