2010-02-07 - She's big in Japan. And in Greece.
From JLU MUX
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| She's big in Japan. And in Greece. | |||
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| Summary: Wonder Girl discovers Supergirl's international popularity -- but then Lex Luthor steals an ancient artifact! | |||
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x-----==[ National Archaeological Museum, ATHENS ]==------------------------------------------------------
'The National Archaeological Museum in Athens houses some of the most important artifacts from a variety of archaeological locations around Greece from prehistory to late antiquity. It is considered one of the great museums in the world and contains the richest collection of artifacts from Greek antiquity worldwide.'.
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Contents: Obvious Exits: [O] - Role-Play Suites -- OOC Areas
While some of the most important artifacts from ancient Greece draw thousands of archaeology-hungry visitors every day at the National Archaeological Museum in Athens, the -real- activity goes on behind the scenes. Just past some soft, velvet-lined ropes and behind doors that say 'MUSEUM EMPLOYEES ONLY,' one of the most important finds of the decade is carefully being analyzed.
Experts from all over the world have been called in to take part in the study of the golden cuirass thought to be the legendary Armor of Achilles -- and so too have security. Visibly armed soldiers of the Greek army have been posted with well-founded suspicion that theft could be attempted on the so-called Armor of Achilles -- what with it so perfectly preserved and still, so very shiny.
Helena Sandsmark, mother of the arguably over-ambitious Cassie, may not be in the top 5 names that come up in archaeological circles, but there's no doubt that she'd be taking part in what she would call a 'fantastic' study.
However, Cassandra's interests on such things have been waning, it's arguable she hadn't been paying attention to her mothers lectures on how incredible this trip would be, instead thinking about how she would be able to find her way to Olympus.
Cassie currently is hanging around the pottery section herself, seeming a bit spaced out as she stares at a particular relic with an artistic rendition of Zeus upon it, though something does get her attention- As two guards pass behind her discussing something about Supergirl arriving. .. Or perhaps already being here? Well, she hadn't heard about this, so suddenly she was a girl on a side-mission, shifting her bookbag and makes a dash toward the main lobby.
Supergirl sits atop the building. Her super-senses are dulled a little, mainly out of /boredom/. She can see inside the building perfectly well from where she's at, after all, given it isn't made of lead. "Ugh. Why can't Buster Gold be doing this, or something?" She floats off the building. "Or maybe Wonder Woman, she at least knows Greek, or maybe Olympian, or-" She puts her hands on her hips, and says, "Well, I should at least you know, let the bad guys know I'm here, maybe they'll think twice." Her tone, those, admits she really doesn't believe it.
She lands and, well, she's immediately getting caught by autographees and kids. "Hey, yeah, just a superheroine here, sure-" She takes a hat to sign, pulling a pen out of her boot. Yeah, she's prepared. "- seriously, don't tell me Plastic Man was busy.", she whispers to herself.
"Can you make that out to 'E-Bay'?" asks one of Supergirl's adoring fans, a 20-something graduate student from the United States who has eaten one too many Big Box Value Meals at Taco Bell. "That is... uhm.. my name," he shifts his eyes to the side as he explains. "E-Bay. It's.. uh, you know, /Appalachian/." He's going to make a fortune off this on E-Bay, which means he'll get to step up from the Big Box Value Meal to the stupendous 100 tacos for $100 offer. It is the greatest offer in the continental United States, void where prohibited.
Why can't Buster Gold be doing this, or something?
YEARS AGO
Yorkshire Trench, Boesinghe - 1917
Shells explode high overhead, bringing flickering light to the mud-filled trenches. British soldiers huddle nearby, waiting for the call to go over the top. Booster Gold, who is unfeasibly mud-free, plays "Jesse's Girl" on a harmonica to help bolster morale. It is not really working.
ABOVE, NOW
The Lex-Soar 7, one of LexCorp's line of supersonic aircrafts, slides effortlessly from the clouds above the Museum. Stripped of its LexCorp logos and painted a rather manky shade of gray, it looks not completely unusual in Athenian airspace. With engines tuned for near-silent running, it doesn't even call much attention to itself. It simply hovers several hundred feet above the Museum, idling. Within its spacious cabin, is another story. Doom is preparing.
"Duhh.. you want Bizarro's halp?" asks the pasty-faced, misshapen creature standing within the confines of the Lex-Soar 7.
Lex Luthor lets out an exasperated sigh as he reaches to the side, picking up a hefty gauntlet of green-plated armor from his workstation. "/Yes/, Bizarro," he lets out with a groan. The armored glove slips over Lex's bare hand is twisted into place, lining up with reactor contacts and sealing shut. "I want your help." Or in non-Bizarro speak, he doesn't want his help. "If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself."
Upon hearing this last phrase, Bizarro Superman's eyes soften with hope.
"Er.. if I want something done -poorly-, I have to do it with help," Lex corrects.
Bizarro's head slumps forward, sad.
Well, once Cassie comes upon the crowd, it's pretty clear to her whom she's on the right track and she gives a light huff, "Oh brother.." Well, time for her to make a pit-stop, and so she makes a u-turn, zips into a restroom and,
25 seconds later
"Hold on to your hats!!" comes a cry from above as an attempt to dramatically capture the crowds attention, standing right in line of the sun. It's a bird! It's a plane! It's.. A twin-tailed blonde wearing a black 'WW' top and red star-spangled jeans! "Make way for WONDER GIRL!!" she cries as she drops to the side of Supergirl herself, and gives a wink, "The future of heroes is right here, better get your autographs and pictures while you can!"
A brief moment of silence as all eyes fall upon the new entrant, some concerned murmurs, and then return to bothering the other blonde.
"..." Wonder Girl's head slumps forward, sad.
Supergirl hands back a tour guide, signed. It isn't hard for her to hear the familiar voice. "Oh, hi!", she calls out, before floating past the crowd, trying to wave them off as she floats closer to Wonder Girl. "Hey, what're you doing here? Just here for the exhibit?" She looks around for a moment. "I got stuck on League duty. Something about ancient artifacts, bad guys hear about them and their brains go crazy." She makes a funny face to demonstrate, and laughs. "I know, right?"
ABOVE
Lex Luthor presses a selection of buttons on the forearm-mounted panel on his battle-suit. The heavy suit of armor suddenly stiffens to proper posture as energy floods the circuits, activating servos and subsystems alike. As a forcefield shimmers into existence around him, Lex takes a moment to lean back and flex his mechanically-powered arms. Perfection. Luthor lurches forward, making for the door out, "Now, for my prize..."
BELOW
"Yessss...!" the bloated grad student cheers with his prize. He retreats into a mass of Supergirl-happy fans as the S-crested heroine floats off to chat with Wonder Girl. All is well, until suddenly--
- KRINKTTTKTYITYOTHERONOMATOPOEIASOUNDSFORGLASSBREAKING*
Glass shatters and rains above a shocked and shouting population of museum-goers in glittery shards. Roaring above the din of those shouts are the sound of rockets -- boot-rockets, in fact. It's the cone of flames sprouting from underneath Lex Luthor's green battle-suit as he descends onto the museum's main floors. He's given a wide, wide berth as he touches down on the marble floors. A berth so particularly wide that he doesn't realize that the crowd has gone fleeing in such exact proportions that it cuts a clear line from him to Supergirl and Wonder Girl, the unlikely duo! "You've got to be -kidding- me," Lex's faded-olive brow crinkles with displeasure as he takes notice of Supergirl and Wonder Girl alike. The odds in favor of this were just two decimal points short of getting Plastic Man instead. Go figure.
Wonder Girl is sad, yes, however this sort of thing only lasts for about a quarter of a second so by the time Supergirl is calling out to her in greeting, she can been seen arms crossed with an upward glance that suggests she's schemeing some sort of stunt- Though to be fair this look is easier recognized by her closer friends, "What who me? Hi!" she replies, as if pulled from a daydream.
"Oh, I.. uh, yeah, something like that. You could say me and ancient artifacts have a bit of history, ha ha.." Wonder Girl can't help but snicker a bit to the funny face but twists into something more serious, "What a gip, I thought I would have the advantage here in Greece, what's your trick, Super Gi-" CRASHATTER.
The Blonde Wonder turns quickly in the direction of the damage, giving her patent cry, "Zeus alors! Looks like you hit the nail on the head!"
"What? I didn't... /mean/ to jinx us there.", Supergirl says to Wonder, narrowing her eyes towards the sign of the impact and taking off towards Lex.
"Oh, hey, Lex! I've been meaning to talk to you.", she calls out. "Yeah, it turns out the stuff you take, it doesn't belong to you! Crazy, I know! But you wouldn't want to have people mistake you for a thuggish thief, would you?" She smirks, gesturing. "I heard you were a genius, but you don't seem to have figured it out yet, so..." She doesn't finish the thought, instead tensing as she expects Lex to start blazing away. Or, at least, it's good to be ready for it.
"....."
Lex presses his tongue against the inside of his cheek as he momentarily weighs his options: kill Supergirl and waste time or take what he wanted and leave. Killing Supergirl right now would be awful satisfying. "Supergirl," he opts for the calling-your-name-as-a-terrible-form-of-greeting. "... and Wonder Girl. Still both poster-children for what happens when you don't drink enough milk, -I see-." Cheap shots a-plenty are on tap for tonight!
Metal fingers clench against an unseen palm-plate. The forearm plating of his left arm slide open, revealing a set of mini-rockets that lift into readiness. Pointing it for the far wall where 'MUSEUM EMPLOYEES ONLY' prevail, it only takes a second for Lex's suit to plot out the firing solution and fire. A single mini-rocket launches forward on a trail of white smoke, heading right for the wall to blast it wide open if neither heroine intervenes in the next couple of seconds. Just beyond that wall is the golden cuirass and a few dozen of the world's leading archaeology experts -- including one Dr. Helena Sandsmark! "Now go be good little girls... and get the hell out of my way."
It's important for a superheroine to keep their cool at all times, yes, but Wonder Girl has never ever ever been insulted like that before- Though perhaps this is because she usually knocks your run-of-the-mill thug out before they can say anything. His retort basically causes her brow to twitch. A glance is given to Supergirl in surprise though. Trash talk? "Didn't know you were the type. Not bad," is about all she offers befoer Lex whips out the heavy artillery.
"Oh no!" Normally she would allow supergirl to take the lead, obviously she knows Lex way more than she does, and probably has some tricks, but once the rocket is fired that plan is killed and it just takes a single step for her to burst-flight towar the missle. Of course she's more concerned about her parent than the actual artifact, which subconsciously making her much more 'on her toes' than usual. The problem here is she's actually never dealt with a weapon like this before -inside- of a building, and isn't certain how to cause the least damage: she would wing it, slipping in front of the weapon to grip the tip and lift, to send it flying upward.. In theory.
"Wonder!", Supergirl says, but Cassie's already moved. She takes a breath, trusting the other heroine to have it handled - andprevention is worth an once of cure.
Turning back to Lex, she says, "That reminds me, I forgot something last time-" She bursts forward in a sudden, unsubtle rush of motion, stopping just short of shattering that sound barrier as she aims to just /punch/ Lex's suit, or a forcefield, or whatever stands inbetween her and the baldie behind it all. "- HERE!", she calls out loudly, bringing her knuckles around hard enough /to/ get that sonic boom going.
Whoosh!! The mini-rocket flies upward, courtesy of Wonder Girl! The little projectile spirals up through the shattered glass and detonates a few feet later. It explodes harmlessly in the air, leaving some soot to sprinkle into the museum but otherwise fine. Wonder Girl stops property damage -- but it all goes moot when Supergirl's fist collides with Lex Luthor's battle-suit.
The resultant blast-wave is a deafening roar that envelops the entire first floor. The force shatters glass display cases and sends things tumbling to the ground, breaking priceless artifacts of ages past. As for Lex Luthor, he grunts as he is flung backward. His forcefield having absorbed the destructive impact of Supergirl's knuckles colliding with his breastplate, but there's enough force to put a Lex-shaped hole in the wall as he forcibly exits the museum.
Lex Luthor collides with a parked car, the barrier enough to stop his rapid retreat -- though it ends up being a boomerang-shaped car afterwards. "Rgh..." he grunts, absently wiping his mouth with the back of his gauntleted hand out of mere reflex. "...I hate blondes." With both hands against the car, Lex uproots himself and leaps forward. His boot-thrusters ignite, propelling him right back into the museum --- and right for Supergirl, arms outstretched ahead of him. With his fists aimed for the Maiden of Might's chin, she might find his nuclear-amplified punch to not be to her liking!
"YES!!" Wonder Girl cheers to herself, flexing her arms victoriously after her feat. However it's obvious that the trouble won't end here, there's still the civilians, and of course her mother.. 'It can't be a coincicence, he's got to be after that cuirass mom was talking about.. But why?' she thinks moments before the results of the sonic boom.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Wonder Girl cries, gripping at her hair as all sorts of things rattle and fall over or outright shatter, bringing our heroine to a new shade of pale. He's gone briefly, "Supergirl, you've -got- to keep him out of here!" she yells, and just like that she pretty much leaves the leager behind to head into the restricted area. No doubt that the other hired security is going to have the same difficulty dealing with a sensitive situation like this, there's no way they could carelessly open fire... Could they? "Everyone here and the cuirass is in danger! Someone tell me there's a way we can hide this thing!" she cries.
Supergirl flies after, aiming to try and catch up. "Yeah, well, blondes don't like yo-" And then she's caught by the rush. *WHAM* Supergirl's thrown back, smashing through one of the museum walls. She doesn't question Wonder Girl's logic, though, there are people at risk, though, not to mention slightly less priceless artifacts. And so, coming up quickly, her eyes flare with red light, trying to melt one of those boot-jets. It's going to be a lot easier to keep him back if he can't fly straight, after all, and she moves to get in his way, and try and keep him from easily gaining ground.
Contrasted with the mayhem going on in the museum proper, the behind-the-scenes affairs are far quieter. In fact, artifacts from civilizations long since past can be extremely fragile from the passage of time. Steps are taken to ensure they can survive even the glass-covered observation of a museum and so, this museum has undergone great pains to ensure their acquisition perservation rooms are extremely well-protected. This results in thickly soundproofed rooms with careful ventilation that result in no one quite realizing the museum is being attacked. -Go figure-. You think one of the guards on the outside would've radioed there's a huge situation going on! But they ran the hell away, because a sonic boom just broke everything on the mainfloor. The relative ignorance of everyone behind-the-scenes may spell disaster for WONDER GIRL..
"I ~told~ you to stay outside, -NOT- get in trouble, and to learn something!!!" shrieks a woman from the crowd of experts. "And now you just got on your ... your COSTUME THING and you are DISRUPTING EVERYTHING!" Eyes look to the middle of the group, where Dr. Helena Sandsmark stands with a face so red you'll swear she's gone lobster on Wonder Girl. "Young LADY I swear to GOD, you are in BIG BIG TROUBLE when we get home!!"
Meanwhile... "Aw," frumps Dr. Jonathan B. Goode of Cambridge University when he takes a look at Wonder Girl. "I thought /Supergirl/ was going to be here.." Aw.
The forcefield enveloping Lex Luthor shimmers as it concentrates around the intensified heat-beam from Supergirl's eyes. Heat-sinks built into the suit kick into high gear to dissipate the energy and keep it from overcoming the forcefield. "When you've fought -one- Kryptonian..." gloats Lex Luthor as he raises his hand. Fingers clench into a fist and sure enough, the green-Kryptonite emitter mounted on his top right knuckle winks open. "..you've fought them -all-." Arm outstretched, Lex projects a swath of Kryptonite light at Supergirl -- just enough to weaken her eyebeam enough for him to toss her a serving of mini-rocket from his left gauntlet. If Wonder Girl prevented his entry one way, he'll just make a way in with Supergirl instead!
"But, but, but but!!" Wonder Girl cries back immedietly. Well of -course- Helena would be upset, but our young heroine was well aware of the risk she was taking here. (Well that and she's certain she has a 'get out of grounded free' card laying around considering the situation).. Still, the woman's scary. :(
And somehow in all of this she manages to shoot a glare to Dr. Goode; but there's no time for her to declare a 'Top 5 reasons Wonder Girl is more awesome than Supergirl', "Mom- Helen- Mo- There isn't any time, LEX LUTHOR just crashed into the museum, and I'm sure he's after you-know-what, he's breaking everything!" she explains, hovering a couple of inches off the floor and flailing her arms frantically, "We've got to get it, and everyone else out of here as soon as possible while.. *grumble*Supergirl*mumble* is buying time!" She has little idea how well or not so well Supergirl is doing, but she can't head back just yet.
- BOOM!* With the detonation, Supergirl is indeed blown back to the museum. "Sorry, bill the league!", she calls out, and then reaches out towards a section of wall, grabbing it and ripping it free. It's a strain after that dose of Kryptonite, but her determination keeps her going as she aims to slam back into Luthor, using the wall as a makeshift shield to keep those green blasts from being dealt out quite so easily.
"Out of ideas already, Lex?!", she says irritatedly. She may put up a good show, but that stuff /hurts/.
"Wait, what!?" Helena goes from angry to bewildered. There's a time for when you scold your daughter and a time where she may sound right. At least she isn't saying anything completely insane, like, "I looooooooooove hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim!" or "I can wear makeup if I want to, it's my face!" "But it's just the Armor of Achilles! It's just a piece of old metal -- one we haven't even completely verified yet! What would -he- want with it beyond its possible historical value!?"
Outside, Supergirl is trying to take a section of wall to Lex Luthor. However, wielding a section of wall as a shield and trying to slam someone with it -- has a slight tendency to telegraph one's intentions. "As much as it'd delight me to -kill- you, Supergirl..." Lex ignites his thrusters and rapidly ascends up over the Maiden of Might. "...I'm afraid you're just not on the agenda today!" Arms outstretched, Lex swings his legs back to dodge Supergirl completely. He rockets forward --- right to the doorways that Wonder Girl disappeared into minutes ago. Force-amplifiers turn his fists into wrecking balls, battering aside the doors and allowing Lex Luthor entry! Academic experts and guards look on in surprise!
"Cas--- er, Wonder Girl-----!" Helena shrieks.
Guards draw their weapons and fire worriedly. Bullets pepper Lex Luthor, but his forcefield remains intact. The bullets just bounce off him harmlessly, their kinetic energy absorbed to the point where they fall to the ground. In retaliation, Lex raises his arms and deploys microlasers from his fingertips. The guards's guns are blasted apart! With one eye on the golden cuirass and the other on Wonder Girl, Lex finds his brow raised once more. "Tell me /Wonder Girl/.." he says as he points his laser-emitters for Olympus's Youngest Champion, "..when you woke up this morning, brushed your teeth and put on your shoes... did a little owl tell you to get in my way today or did -fate- just decide you to be unlucky instead?"
Without waiting for an answer, Lex sneers and discharges his laser emitters at Wonder Girl.
- zzKRACK!*
".. When -I- said it was just a piece of old metal you chewed me out," Wonder Girl mutters under her breath, eyes drawing half-lidded. Though to be fair, the daughter of an archaeologist that's been on plenty of excavations really has no business saying such a thing, bu- SHUT UP, don't judge her! "I have no idea, I- Just get out! Everyone!!" But is it too late? Suddenly Lex is on the scene and.. And hey, where's her would-be partner? And weapons are breaking down like simple lego structures? "... Oh Hera."
Bracing herself, Wonder Girl clenches her fists, grits her teeth and stands her ground, sweatdrop falling down her brow, "You skipped the part where I had a bowl of Choco Puffs and got a toy surprise; secret message, decoder ring, you know how it goes." she replies, her voice cracking mid-way. Soooo not cool. "The unlucky one here is -you- if you think you're getting out of here with that artifact, Lex, you don't know what I'm capable of!" ... "Seriously!"
When she's bypassed, time to switch plans. Supergirl looks after, and says, "Hey, no, not done with you yet-" She drops the piece of wall, dashing after Lex. As he blasts away at Wonder Girl, she goes to try and grab his armor by the back - after all, a lot harder for him to aim there!... in theory.
"What is something like this to you, anyway? Is it Abra Kadabra's birthday? Trying to pimp your armor? Like it isn't tacky enough... purple and green, seriously?" She ughs. "You're just trying to make me look good when I fight you with colors like that."
"No, let me guess--" Lex dryly answers Wonder Girl with a perpetual lift of his brow. "--You're going to suddenly break out into song and then end with getting that particular -boy- who paid you no mind earlier to fall in love with you. But -really-.." Trying to make Cassie out to be Wonder Girl: High School Musical is just a way to keep her distracted as he assesses his surroundings. These people aren't clearing out fast enough -- easy to use to his advantage. "...my /Superboy/ could do much, much better than /you/."
And then, Supergirl appears -- with a hand on his back. "-Whose- birthday?" Luthor may have three of Central City's Rogues on the Legion's payroll, but he certainly doesn't pay much mind to the rest of them. "I'll be certain to take fashion-tips from an -alien- who -flies- while wearing a -mini-skirt-," he quips back at her. Though, with her so close to him, he merely curls his right arm up to point his fist back at her. The Kryptonite emitter slides open again and energizes, bathing Supergirl in strength-sapping and nauseating green Kryptonite light. "And as for Wonder Girl---.." Lex turns back and tries to grab Supergirl by the hair, still casting his Kryptonite flashlight at her. If he grabs her, he'll swing back and use the Girl of Steel to thwack Wonder Girl with.
"Hah hah," Wonder Girl replies dryly, but Lex doesn't have to try hard to make things difficult for the young heroine, she's extremely distracted by her mother, which normally wouldn't be as big a deal except LEX. Supergirl is back however, a small sigh of relief puffed from her lips. She was stalling, but it would seem -Lex- was stalling too.
The obvious solution to her would be to strike without thinking; 'Hey, I can do that!' she thinks to herself, her foes second insult striking a nerve for a different reason and she rockets forward, fist drawn back, "Oh -yeah-?" she yells, going for a haymaker, and quite unaware that herself and the Girl of Steel may be having a very unpleasent collision course, "How about a nice Wonder Punch!"
Reaching, Supergirl /tugs/ with her super-strength before and as she's getting zapped, trying to tear off whatever she might have her hand on. "Nnnngh- not just getting away with-" She gets swung, but manages to twist a bit. At least she's not an accurate or totally limp club, yes. "- gneahno!", she manages, struggling fiercely, if weakly.
The armor isn't giving way, not while the forcefield maintains itself. Kryptonite light momentarily flashes across the room as he twists around, swinging Supergirl an inadvertantly the right moment to intercept Wonder Girl's Wonder Punch!
- BLONDE!?!?* (could that even be a sound-effect!?)
Greek marble, Kryptonian steel, and human ingenuity collide. Lex is thrown back, hitting the back of a wall and leaving a sizable dent against the structure. "Nngh.." he grunts, head shaking to loosen the cobwebs from his mind. "..Well. I think I will allow for a little scheduled wiggle-room to break the both of you.." He raises his arms, on-board weapons aimed for Supergirl and Wonder Girl alike while Kryptonite light still shines.
"CAS--- eep!!" Helena covers her mouth, "..I mean, WONDER GIRL!!" she corrects herself. Maybe you should never keep your family members around because they're terrible at keeping up your hero-name.
".../hel-lo../" Lex promptly says. Looking from the two heroines, to Dr. Sandsmark, to the cuirass, he smiles. Like a predator. Kicking off the wall, he propels himself for the cuirass-- fist shattering the protective covering to grab it under one arm. Then he rockets further, to seize Dr. Sandsmark by her Land's End Fall-collection blazer*! "Invariably, we come to the cliched conclusion, ladies," taunts Lex.
"The armor, or the Doctor." Flames blast out from under Lex, propelling him to greater heights with Helena Sandsmark in tow. "Perhaps you need to -choose wisely-." With a hydraulic-powered fling, Lex throws his captive forward as he blasts right through the ceiling and into the air..
- See it now at your local Sears department store!
Wonder Girl actually seems a little confused by the fact that Supergirl can't rip the arm off, and makes the interception that much more surprising! Spinning out she smashes through the meeting table and bowls over a couple of the dis-armed guards.. But she's quick to get to her feet; but only to get to her feet, she's mentally briefly stunned.
Mom? Oh for CRYING OUT LOUD.
With her held captive, she manages to throw in, "You'll never get away with this, -Luthor-!" Why did everything have to be so -new-, her Amazons Handbook didn't cover situations like this; though if it wasn't for what training she had, she'd be out of her mind horrified to see her parent in such a situation. Needless to say she wastes no time shooting upward, intercepting the hostage, and of course has to shift direction flying backward to soften the impact. She smashes against the wall behind her as a result but it isn't anything too bad- Still dizzy though she can't do much more for a moment. "Ngh."
Supergirl tries to fly after, but only manages a slight hover before crashing back down. "Ngh, dammit, why didn't you send Plastic Man.", she says irritably. It's going to take a moment for her powers to recover, and... well, she needs to figure out what to do about that Kryptonite, if this is going to keep going. "Wonder Girl! She okay?" It's kind of taken as a given that Cassie is, being all Amazonish.
Helena Sandsmark throws her arms over Wonder Girl the moment things end safely. "Oh honey! I'll never yell at you again!" she cries out happily. Then there's a pause, followed immediately by maternal displeasure, "What's this about a -SUPERBOY-!?!?!"
The Blonde Wonder lowers to the ground carefully, giving a sheepish grin to Helena; but geez why can't she just faint like -normal- hostages? Her fussing causes the heroine's cheeks to redden and she replies, "Nothing, he already has a girlfriend.. Cut it out, you're embarassing me in front of SUPERGIRL, gosh!" - Wonder Girl certainly looks a whole lot better than Supergirl that much is for sure, and when she looks to the leaguer, she nods her head, "As well as can be considering the situation," she replies, though her gaze falls downcast, likely thinking it's her fault. Well either way she sets Helena down and rolls her shoulders, zipping off to help clean up.
Lex Luthor flies off, to board his airplane and make his getaway complete. All that is left are fading trails of smoke from his boot-jets. Well, that and the some millions of dollars in damages done to the Museum. Priceless things broken, perhaps irreperably. So much, just for something some guy wore in a story told by a blind guy! Just a lot of gold with a blue star over the heart. So strange..
..or so..
..familiar??
MILLENIA AGO
"I do not know that I can repair your strange armor. At least, not as quickly as you shall require it," remarks Hephaestus, critically examining the tattered blue and gold suit.
"Oh. Uh... well, I mean, I don't--"
The languages spoken are not actually the same, but Hephaestus and his guest do not have any difficulty understanding each other. The god says, "However, the technology in this interests me a great deal. I may be able to replicate some of it, and give you something to use in the meantime so you are not left ... completely vulnerable."
Booster Gold, scuffed and huddled in an improperly wrapped toga, brightens up at this news. "Oh, well, that'd be great!"
"I'd started on something akin to this. It would be no trouble to adjust it to your needs." Hephaestus turns, to pick up a piece of armor that looks as if it could be a breastplate, with a little work. "For what you have done, and what you will do for us, it is the least I can do."
Nodding a little, Booster pauses, blinks, and says, "Wait, what do you mean, what I -will- do?"
There is a clang as Hephaestus brings his hammer down upon the metal, sparks spraying from his forge.
