I FINALLY GOT IT UP!!!!!!!!!
“Please Mr. Wayne? Pleasepleasepleaseplease? PLEASE?”
Devin followed the billionaire around the mansion, begging for his approval. He finally turned to her, his face set in stone.
“Give me a reason that tu can back up.”
“The team has had major problems the past months from missions o personal lives. This is the ability to let them relax and have fun after all the hard work they've put in.”
Devin's no-nonsense face matched his. He studied for a time.
“You'll be in set-up, clean-up, and any thing else responsible for this.”
“I promise! It will all be taken care of.”
“Then tu may proceed.”
“Thank tu Mr. Wayne!”
Devin gave him a bright smile before flying off in a hurry.
“Devin why?” Becca groaned.
“It'll be fun!”
“Devin.”
“Other people are going. Cat might. Maybe Tara? If Mel goes I'll have to watch her.”
“Devin.”
“And I'm in charge of everything. Hmm...I should ask what they prefer to eat. And drink.”
“Devin!”
The ángel came back to earth, eyes turned toward Becca.
“What?”
“Why?”
“It'll be fun.”
“That your only motive? o is it because tu never got to go to one?”
Devin looked at Becca questioningly. The younger simply stood her ground, her face void of emotion.
“Becca...?”
“This isn't about me, Dev. tu going to answer?”
“....I just want to give what others cannot enjoy.”
“What does that even me? Are we still on the same subject?”
“Becca...people like Scott o even Billy can't have these things. Too much suspicion; too weird o abnormal. I've never been able to do this stuff. tu somehow never get forced to.”
Becca shrugged.
“So you're doing this as a favor?”
“Yes. I want them to experience something.”
Becca studied her for a minute, tilting her head from side to side. She shrugged her shoulders and let out a sigh.
“Fine. I'll help.”
Devin squealed and hugged Becca close.
“Oh thank tu thank tu thank you!”
“Heh. No problem. But if things get out of hand, I'm not responsible.”
“Please Mr. Wayne? Pleasepleasepleaseplease? PLEASE?”
Devin followed the billionaire around the mansion, begging for his approval. He finally turned to her, his face set in stone.
“Give me a reason that tu can back up.”
“The team has had major problems the past months from missions o personal lives. This is the ability to let them relax and have fun after all the hard work they've put in.”
Devin's no-nonsense face matched his. He studied for a time.
“You'll be in set-up, clean-up, and any thing else responsible for this.”
“I promise! It will all be taken care of.”
“Then tu may proceed.”
“Thank tu Mr. Wayne!”
Devin gave him a bright smile before flying off in a hurry.
“Devin why?” Becca groaned.
“It'll be fun!”
“Devin.”
“Other people are going. Cat might. Maybe Tara? If Mel goes I'll have to watch her.”
“Devin.”
“And I'm in charge of everything. Hmm...I should ask what they prefer to eat. And drink.”
“Devin!”
The ángel came back to earth, eyes turned toward Becca.
“What?”
“Why?”
“It'll be fun.”
“That your only motive? o is it because tu never got to go to one?”
Devin looked at Becca questioningly. The younger simply stood her ground, her face void of emotion.
“Becca...?”
“This isn't about me, Dev. tu going to answer?”
“....I just want to give what others cannot enjoy.”
“What does that even me? Are we still on the same subject?”
“Becca...people like Scott o even Billy can't have these things. Too much suspicion; too weird o abnormal. I've never been able to do this stuff. tu somehow never get forced to.”
Becca shrugged.
“So you're doing this as a favor?”
“Yes. I want them to experience something.”
Becca studied her for a minute, tilting her head from side to side. She shrugged her shoulders and let out a sigh.
“Fine. I'll help.”
Devin squealed and hugged Becca close.
“Oh thank tu thank tu thank you!”
“Heh. No problem. But if things get out of hand, I'm not responsible.”
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, acebo is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find acebo sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, tu see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, acebo is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find acebo sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, tu see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
Name: Shane Parker
Alias: Psio
Age:Er...15?
Powers: -Ability to locate someone mentally
-“Psychometry”–the ability to learn things about the past o future of an object por touching it
-Flight (WINGSSSSSS!!!!)
Past: Shane grew up being experimented on. But not por the School. His own parents. His parents worked under CADMUS, until one night the Schools "Erasers" Found Shane's parents and killed them. Since then, Shane traveled back to the past to try and take down CADMUS along with the School.
Name: Arabelle "A" Cunningham
Hero Name: Portal
Age: 16
Powers: Able to create and enter portals made my touching any foto o cartoon/drawing; only she and one other can enter
Personality: Girly-girl, tough, does't take "no" for an answer most of the time, caring, sarcastic, a bit sassy
Appearance: Blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, strong build, slight english accent
Relationship: None
Civvies: Skinny black long sleeve, naranja and yellow scarf, skinny jeans, grey moccasins, fishtail braid
Hero Outfit: *See picture*
Past: She doesn't talk about it- only to people who she really cares about and trusts. But she was recommended por Phantom Stranger (Yes, that is an actual JLI member!!)). She encountered him por sheer accident while moonlighting.
I promise this time!!
Love, Doughnuts, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,
KatRox1))