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thelectricfish replied to your post: In the midst of changing theme.
The script on the side makes it a unique personal touch.
Kaldur you have a new mission. You're being sent to the sun, immediately. There seems to be a burning argument about how fast an Atlantean can burn. You are needed.
Dearest Kaldur,
((I don't usually use my room at the Cave. But when I do, it's to fuck bitches.))
VALUE ME.
Bruce was not, contrary to what his colleagues thought of him, a complete and total cold hearted individual. He could read someone and not simply look at them for their uses and values to a mission- he could look at a person, and almost feel the emotion that bore off of them in waves.
Taking, for example, the young leader of his covert-ops team.
Aqualad, although older than most of his teammates, was still a teenager looking for approval. It was in his culture, in his personality, to lead, but most everyone who was still not sure of their footing in this world could live without recognition.
Someone to see that yes, they were doing a good job, but could always use a push here and there in the right direction.
Orin had been quite busy what with his duties as King and a member of the Justice League. It also didn't help that he had a child on the way, and a war raging on the deepest parts of his oceans.
Bruce, on the other hand, had time to watch, observe and analyze, the young Atlanteans growing transformation from insecure hero, into a confident, young saviour.
And as the boy stood before him, debriefing him on their latest adventure, the Batman knew it was time to show it.
"Aqualad." He said, as the young man finished his words. The room was silent as Kaldur stood straight, awaiting criticisms and words of advice.
Bruce could see years of dedication and self-less loyalty stark in his eyes.
"I am.. proud of the progress you have made. Not only as a leader of this Team, but as a hero on your own. Good job."
And with that, Batman walked away, not seeing the surprised, then blush and smile of the young Atlantean behind him.
Get me.
There were honestly too many times to count in Wally's perfectly factual brain, the amount of situations Kaldur had stepped in to save his sorry ass. It could have been the fact that Wally was impulsive, irrational, and sometimes incredibly stubborn, where as the dark skinned boy was calm, unbiased, and completely selfless. Kaldur was the last resort, the final knight before the King, and for that, Wally couldn't help but almost idolize the boy he called his leader.
But he drew the line when he was the one being an idiot.
"HA!" He yelped in victory, throwing the video game controller onto the floor in excitement. He did a little jog in happiness, as Dick and Conner slumped in misery on the couch next to them. "NEXT TIME YOU GO AFTER MY PARTNER IN MODERN WARFARE, AND NOT EXPECT ME TO SAVE HIS ASS AND KICK YOURS TO TIMBUCK TWO?! YOU'VE GOT ANOTHER THING COMING."
Wally continued his little dance as their leader quietly chuckled, placing his controlled carefully on the couch. "It was a good thing your reflexes are faster than mine, Wally,' he said, smiling, 'for if it not for you, I fear we would be in debt right now."
"Yeah, next time Kal? Don't be a newb who stays still on a watchtower." He said, winking at his teammate. Turning to the other two, he smirked. "LOOKS LIKE IT'S YOU TWO BUYING ALL YOU CAN EAT PIZZA THIS TIME!" They groaned. wally and Kaldur high fived.
Yep. It sure felt nice to be the one saving this time.
Zip me.
Wally had never been more thankful and more haunted by his powers before. The mere fact that a battle had escalated so quickly, and had forced the Team into a little bubble of continuous defence, was enough to make his head spin.
It had seemed like they all had been targeted for each of their specific abilities. Unfortunately, it seemed like his adversaries had taken an intense pleasure of outnumbering him, 10-1. No matter the fact that bullets and shrapnel tore through him like puddy, but the fact that when his healing began, they would shove him to the ground, causing glass, mud, poison, into his already crushed body.
He groaned in pain as the bioship carried them off towards HQ, too many open wounds, too many broken bones, and too much anger at his powers to allow him sleep.
He hadn't wanted to show weakness, but the way in which his body was healing was wrong, all wrong, and of course no one really felt the need to ask if Kid- I can heal my self thanks - Flash was alright.
He was being selfish, and he knew it. But he couldn't help it- for once, he wanted to be selfish and ask for the attention he needed right now, because oh god that bone is not supposed to stick out like that.
Arriving at Mount Justice, the others shuffled out quietly, all tending to their injuries. Wally attempted to stand, but no miracle could help his wounded bones.
"Need assistance, my friend?" came a soothing voice from above him. Wally, scrunching his eyes in pain, couldn't bare to look at their leader, much less speak out loud as the pain was starting to over come him.
It seemed as though Kaldur could recognize a breaking down speedster, as he quietly picked him up, and carried him into the base, with as little jostling as possible.
Guiding him to one of the gurneys in the medbay, he set Wally down and regarded him with an ever calming stare. Seeing the many bones and stuck glass and oozing blood seeping from Wally's wounds, he grimaced.
"I am afraid I must cause you more pain, my friend- you must change out of your uniform."
Wally nearly broke down from that- how could he possibly get his uniform off at this point.
"Kaldur...' he said, swallowing his pride and finally staring at the Atlantean. "could you... help me?"
He took his time unzipping the back of his tainted uniform, using his cool hands to keep the heat of his skin from enflamming as he heped Wally escape from the material.
And Wally, even years down the road, would forever remember the soft words of encouragement, and cool hands of the sturdy leader who helped him remember that just because they didn't say it, the people around him still did look out for him.
Haunt Me.
Recently, Kaldur had been having nightmares.
And not just your typical bad dream, but the kind of nightmare that left one thrashing around and screaming in sleep, only to jerk them awake in a cold sweat.
She didn't know what they were about and felt that she and Kaldur weren't close enough to approach him about it. But she knew she needed to try and help in any way that she could. It was doubtful anyone else at HQ knew about them, but her empathic abilities honed her in to these kind of things. And the dreams had begun to effect him on the battle field. He wasn't getting good rest and it showed.
So, when she found herself sensing he was having a nightmare somewhere within HQ, Raven had taken to manipulating his dreams with raw emotion. Focusing all of her energy on Kaldur, she assumed her meditative stance, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and chanted her mantra. She began to replace his stress with ease, his fear with tranquility. The effect was immediate.
He would never know she had a hand in it, but it was more than enough to see him well rested in the mornings.She need only be a ghost, silently helping him navigate the rough waters of his own mind.
Alpha Squad: [Aqualad; Jinx; Artemis]
"Alpha Squad." Batman said, waving his hand over the training area to revive the computer, bringing up files, maps, and other screens to show exactly what their mission required.
"You will be taking the bioship to the French Country side, to a city called Lyons. There has been an abnormal amount of Kobra radiation emitting to our sensors. Find the source and the providers, conduct a surveillance, and report back. This is a re-con mission; stay in the shadows." He stressed. In the back of his mind, even he knew that was never the case- the Team didn't take well to quiet surveillance.
As teenagers, he really shouldn't have expected that they should have. As heroes in training, he needed to drill it into them that it was a dire necessity as part of their work.
Nodding to the smal group, he moved onto the next.
An Introduction: Raven||Kaldur
Raven had taken a perch on the couch in the living room. They had just been given the "grand tour" of the place and frankly she was feeling a little overwhelmed by the whole situation. So while the others dispersed around the Cave to do some more exploring of their new, hopefully temporary, home, she stayed behind, grateful for some quiet time. Glancing around the room for something to read, she picked up a newspaper from the coffee table and began pouring through the news and events of this new reality-- her new reality. Things seemed relatively the same as in Jump City. Bad guy does something bad, good guy catches bad guy doing said bad thing, bad guy goes to jail. The never ending cycle. And yet some of the events here seemed more grandiose than back home. Villains here weren't like the amateur ones from Jump City. There was real destruction here. She was so absorbed in her readings that she hadn't heard someone walk through the doors into the room. Upon announcing himself, she jumped sightly and her powers shot the paper straight up in the air. "S-sorry, didn't hear you come in." Embarrassed at her reaction, she lifted her hood to hide her flushed cheeks. She stood and began to collect the scattered newspaper from the floor.
"It's Aqulad, isn't it?
