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not-scully.livejournal.com

It took Sam about half an hour after he'd left the farm to realize he'd probably overreacted. And in the true fashion of ~~Winchesters~~ men everywhere, he decided the best course of action would be to wait until his brother forgot about it before going back.

He'd driven in a random direction before realizing there was nowhere to go. Maybe you're catching him on a pitstop out of Smallville, in some small town where it may or may not have been wise to stop. Or maybe you waited long enough to find him in Metropolis again, raiding book stores.

Eventually, he's got to find something useful. Right?

highrisktrader.livejournal.com

Things have spiralled wildly out of Katara's control. It seemed like such a good idea at the time - it really did.

But now?

It's all happened so fast and it's got so big. She doesn't know how to stop this. But people are getting hurt.

As long as Sokka doesn't find out ... things might be okay.

She's sitting out the front of the farmhouse, a huddled lump against a tree, tears tracking through the dust on her face. It's been a couple of days since she's washed or brushed her hair. Oddly enough, she's practically glowing with health.

galwonder

There is a small fighter plane safe in the Hangar, and a masked vigilante going through training exercises of the farmhouse. This is a totally normal place for masked vigilantes, especially at times of twilight like this.

This one is trying not to look worried as she goes through backflip after backflip. getting back into the feel of having a body again. That's the easy part.

The hardest part is trying not to look panicked when she suddenly goes intangible and falls through the roof onto the ground by the house.

Ow.

ineveryport.livejournal.com

It's a regular caravan that shows up at Metropolis today.

Vehicle One: The Coraline, a modifies pick-up truck being driven by everyone's favourite bloodthirsty pirate, with a distinctly anti-killing ex-Robin in the passenger seat. The ghost of a teenage girl is technically sitting on the roof of the cabin, but sometimes she pokes her head in to interrupt the boys in their conversation.

Vehicle Two: A 1967 Chevrolet Impala, the only one blaring out tunes, while the driver and his blonde passenger sit in relative silence, not having much to say to each other.

Vehicle Three: A Porsche, containing one carefully prepared hunter and one blind woman who prides herself on not needing any preparation. The conversation in that one is a little more lively, even containing the occasional laugh from the girl.

It's a ridiculous procession, considering they don't really know where they're going. But Jack has all six of his senses peeled, looking for a young teenage girl of Chinese origin who isn't a young teenage girl of Chinese origin.

highrisktrader.livejournal.com

In the kitchen of the Cooper farm, there is a circle of salt, and inside it, three books stacked one on top of the other.

There is also a really pissed off ghost, storming up and down outside the salt circle and kicking the occasional chair. Stupid Sokka, thwarting her attempts to thwart him!

The soapy water in the sink is rippling constantly.

hector-aframian.livejournal.com

Metropolis stinks.

Rachel's a bitch.

Jo's still doing her own thing. Jo's always doing her own thing. Dean shouldn't mind that so much.

He misses Sam.

However, there's always good food on the Cooper farm. So guess where Dean and the Impala are headed?

Wouldn't hurt to check up on that kid with the interest in demons, either.

(He left a message with the usual hunter's channels -- still in existence, even here where they don't use the term 'hunters' -- for Jo. Figures she'll tell Rach, the two of them so freakin' buddy-buddy.)

So -- eventually, somewhere between Metropolis and the Cooper farm's entrance gate -- there's a 67 Impala growling its way along the dirty roads, belting out Metallica.

greatestofease.livejournal.com

Are you in Metropolis?

Are you in trouble?

The Goddamn Nightwing is on the case!

galwonder

Metropolis is the biggest, highest populated, most important functioning city in the world. It also, right now, isn't much of a fucntioning sity - the police are pushed to their limits, the population is higher than it can really support and its economy is crazy thanks to a distinct lack of anywhere to trade with. Crime is higher than it used to be in Gotham.

Which provides a lot for a young crime fighter to do. And Sparrow is after a drug ring specialising in Ruhipnol and other, related sedatives.

So she's not Sparrow right now. Her shades are off, her outfit is stashed, and the only equipment she's carrying is that which she could cover in the pockets of her big yellow coat.

She's undercover on the streets of Metropolis.

[OOC: Still open to new threads! They just will ALL take place before the Sylar thread for obvious reasons]

galwonder

Sparrow doesn't like this plane. It's too big and too comfy and not at all what Heroes like Dick says Barbara is should be flying in. Also, she doesn't really like the fact that she slept here, and not on her own plane. Sure, the sofas are more comfy then in her cape on the floor, but her cape and costume are on the other plane and she feels undressed.

BUT. These computers she's found are awesome. So because no one's told her what she is and isn't allowed to touch, she's having a nosy.

And she still hasn't taken her shades off.

twiceahero.livejournal.com

Despite her loud and aggravated protests to Dinah and Zinda about 'wasting her time', with the exception of the first ten minutes in the club to get oriented, Babs has spent the entire time out on the dance floor. She's currently working on her fourth dance partner, the previous three all having ~~been wimps~~ taken a breather.

There are few things Barbara Gordon likes more than dancing, and even fewer things that she can still do in the chair. And her enjoyment is evident in the absurdly large grin on her face.

galwonder

Sparrow has never heard of this city known as Metropolis, but the map Oracle supplied turns out to be accurate, and she finds the airport with no trouble.

She's still a little wary about trusting Genni's life on the advice of this mysterious figure with more computer knowledge then even she has, but it's not like she has a lot of choice here, and Genni for one turned out to be anxious to find a big city to stay in.

Oracle was right about many things, but the thing Sparrow noticed now is the lack of Air Traffic Control. It hardly matters, given the lack of any other airplanes, so she circles in to land without trying to radio for permission.

galwonder

The woman's name, Sparrow learns, is Genni, with a 'G' and an 'I'.

Its' still not enough to garner the sympathy of Jubilation, who gives her codename but no suggestion that it's not her real name.

Once they're airborne and on autopilot, Sparrow tends Genni's wounds, supplies her with cookie and a bottle of water from her limited food supply, and lays her down in the back to sleep and recover. Then returns to the privacy of the cockpit.

One can't engage a modern autopilot without pinging some sort of navigational network, so she's not expecting to have to wait long for a response when she plugs in her handheld Clawdevice and simply types in:

Oracle. It's Sparrow.

j-m-reeves.livejournal.com

Somewhere between Lake Michigan, and New York. There are scattered pockets of humanity through this world, and Jesse has found one. more to the point, she's found someone on their own, and she's having supper. Or rather, she's trying, because her victim isn't co-operating. There's kicking and screaming and struggling, and while the struggling doesn't bother her, the screaming is grating on her eardrums. She's almost considering draining the victim just to shut them up - but of course, she'd never do anything like that. It's tempting, though.

galwonder

Actually it took a bike and a car for Sparrow to make her way to Camp Borden, but once she managed it, there turned out to be flying machines a-plenty to choose form.

The Bunny didn't help.

She selected a small fighter plane that fit her purposes and loaded it up with what food and fuel supplies she could carry - the Bunny didn't help there either- and then flew off with that.

Frankly she was kinda relieves when the bunny went skydiving.

Now, she's half-piloting, half fiddling with the computer. The single major network was easy to hack into. Scarily easy, in fact. Almost as if it was one of her own claw-networks, but not quite. Getting into it will probably pass the time as she heads towards Gotham.

galwonder

Flash bang flash

Flash.

The second flash there had meant to hit Bi-Face, except apparently the universe had different ideas. The third flash was an automatic reaction to suddenly being jerked out of Gotham and into some strange place that's other, and Sparrow doesn't really appreciate that.

"What the heck?"

- see?

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