#grdianoftheocean

[usedshield]

@grdianoftheocean​ !!

“You SURE about this?” Steve didn’t mind many things --- heights, getting shot, open fields, nothing like that. But OPEN WATER? Nothing but blue on blue on blue? Well, he sure wasn’t a fan; didn’t mean he was afraid either. “Strange activity out there can mean A LOT of things.” 

[legrandsaut]

UNITED WE STAND FIRST ANNIVERSARY GIFT EXCHANGE  :  @grdianoftheocean

[speaksfish]

@grdianoftheocean :  “nine out of ten murders, they knew their killer.”

❝  sounds about right.  ❞  stop being lazy, arthur. ask for the proof. where are the stats to back it up. what model was this study based on.  «  even if foreboding. are you trying to hint at something, kaldur’ahm ?  »  a comment made in jest,  privately where ( hopefully ) kaldur understands that no accusation of treason is being suggested against him. the kind of ‘ joke ’ arthur would never repeat underwater. still,  it brings into question just who would be out for their own kin like this.  «  keep an eye out. looks domestic but can’t be certain.  »

[chainsmokingandarrogance]

@grdianoftheocean

John Constantine preferred to rely on paying clients rather than capromacy to get his bills paid. It didn’t always work, but he did his best. Though since he found himself in this area of the country due to reasons unrelated to clients, he figured he would have some problems making ends meet. Then luck turned in his favor when he stopped at a rather seedy place for a drink.

It wasn’t his typical kind of client, but he wasn’t too picky. The guy had cash and wanted him to check out a lake that he had a nice cottage on. There were all sorts of rumors surrounding the lake. Weird sightings of something in the lake, people going missing. The kinds of stories that he’d heard before. There must have been enough truth to it for people to get spooked enough that the guy couldn’t sell the place.

John figured the guy would have given him the cash just for the seal of approval, but as it turned out he seemed to have a bit of integrity left. Who knew? John himself was surprised when he agreed to take the job with the intention of actually checking things out. He made his way up to the house by the lake with his bag and only half the agreed upon fee. The other half he would get when he finished the job. He was vaguely concerned he’d caught something from the heroes he’d encountered, hopefully it wasn’t terminal.

He left his bag on the porch of the house and lit a cigarette as he walked down to the lake. If nothing was amiss it would be readily apparent. If something was here there was a small chance it wasn’t all bad. He knew a guy that kept himself in a worse place than this who was a decent, if vegetative bloke.

Something broke the calm surface of the lake and John ground his teeth together. Just perfect, he thought frowning in irritation. Worse than a lake monster it’s a person. Probably one of those highly irritating magic is shite people. He did his best to force a smile. His long tan coat, slacks, shirt, tie, and shoes weren’t exactly swimwear.

[legrandsaut]

ONCE UPON A TIME,     Dick saw The Team as a stepping stone on a larger path toward joining The League. But that assumption was quickly blown out of the proverbial water after only one mission, The Team solidifying itself as a force in its own right     -----     and a highly necessary one, at that.

It’s the reason why Mount Justice holds a lifetime of memories all crammed into just a few short years. After too many nights spent chasing dead leads, it’s a breath of fresh air to step into its cavernous refuge.

❝     So. What’s this I hear about you changing things up around here     ?     ❞

Dick trusts Kaldur with his life ; there’s nothing accusatory about the question. If anything, he’s genuinely curious for that famously level - headed insight.

@grdianoftheocean     /     STARTER

[legrandsaut]

IN THEIR LINE OF WORK,     growing up with someone can mean working with them for a matter of months, weeks, or even days. But getting to know a guy over the course of several years     ?     Absolutely priceless. 

❝     Don’t tell me someone’s a hotshot magician now.     ❞     Dick claps Kaldur on the shoulder with a big grin as he slides into the bar stool to the young man’s left.     ❝     Holy crap, how long has it been     ?     ❞

@grdianoftheocean     /     PLOTTED STARTER

[flashoutoftime]

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Wally walked the far perimeter of the dance floor with casual grace. He didn’t want to get roped into dancing with a random drunk stranger- which was definitely becoming a risk, considering the amount of alcohol at the open bars interspersed around the whole event.

“How many people are at this thing...?” he mumbled, overwhelmed at the sea of sequins, silk and suits that crowded the tile-lined section near the DJ who floated above the crowd from his perch in what looked like an actual marble-carved platform.

Rich people really were overdramatic.

A familiar voice caught his ear and his head jerked toward  the sound unconsciously before a grin broke out on his face and he sidled over as casually as he could, side-eying the other.

“You look as comfortable as I feel in all this formal wear.”

[vnmblast]

@grdianoftheocean   : ❝ Tune out the distractions and work on the problem. ❞

easier said than done,  waterworld. jessica stretches her arms up overhead,  cracking every last vertebra in one swift motion.  “  you’re only ever chatty once in someone’s ear,  y’know that ?  ”  her eyes fix onto a spot below,  curling in ever - so - slightly before dismounting the ceiling with measured precision one simply couldn’t be taught. or she’d claim,  at least. 

“  while i understand the importance of remaining in constant communication with partners,  however temporary,  it’s hard to tune all that out and  ---  damn it,  i’m in. where to from here ?  ”  that’s what a smart partnership was. one person held the directions hostage so the other wouldn’t run off with the goods. maybe she missed the talking after all,  “  there are three doors,  each locked.  ”