"In the Immortal words of Russell Casse; Hello Boys, I'm Back!"

Hearing the rather loud statement Sirius halted moving the box he had grabbed from down stairs to see who hade yelled only to give a soft grin as he put the box down, and opened the window he was at with a effortless dive he started to fall down towards her before performing a aerial recovery, and landing down on his feet. Once he stood up he gave a gleeful look while waving at Jynx.

"Well its been awhile welcome back Miss Jynx," he said as he tilted his head in a silly manner... yep Sirius would never truly understand how to be fully proper. Once he noticed her car though he had a look of confusion.

"I thought you could fly? WHy do you need such a silly thing when you have two feet?"

Jinx Laughs softly before correcting Sirius
"I can only fly if the machine can otherwise I'm ground bound"

The car automatically closes the door as she steps away from the vehicle and emits tow chirps signaling that it's security system is armed. It's a beauty few could even dream of owning and even then they'd need wait in line before taking delivery. It's lines are sleek and seem to grant the car the appearance of movement even while parked.

"So has the team changed much since I was called home? she asks as she herself displays so different an appearance than the one she had when she left.

It's not her smooth royal blue silk Italian made pants suit that graced a runway in Niece France only months ago. Her two carat blue diamond stud earrings or matching necklace cut from the highest grade stones of their type nor the hand made heels of soft lilac leather which add an extra four inches to her height

Her skin is now grey and her figure filled out a bit more; Jinx has returned a different young woman than the one that had gone missing after being pursued by the two mysterious flying craft.

A mystical aura glows around her as a warning to those that may perceive such things. She is more skilled at probability control and therefore more deadly than ever before.

Ironsight was about to say something to her but he stayed quiet to let her keep speaking, a slight smirk on his face. So they had a spy, he had to admit that it was surprising to see the one person running reconnaissance on the team. He remembered when he was doing work similar to that with members of his own team. "So smooth in fact.." He remarked, placing a hand against his partly healed face, at least there was some progress but unfortunately some cuts were still opened up. She had already hinted that she knew who he was anyway so it wasn't much surprise for him anymore, it was still interesting though, how someone was tracking the team for so long without their knowing. He wondered what other secrets she might have had locked away in there, but asking now wouldn't be very reasonable. "It a pleasure to know someone's been watching my back.." He said, a slight grin on his face, still though, he knew what the Titans thought of him and his teammates but it wasn't like all of them thought that way apparently. And if she wouldn't show any hostilities, neither would he.

"What are you-..oh.." He said, remembering he consented to her helping him, going back on that word would have just sounded rude. He shook his head when she asked about his gear, his first mistake anyway, not bringing anything with him. "No, but I should be fine.." He explained, having Auntie Dot run his things down was never difficult, he just had to take into the account the wounded on his team. "I'll heal, sooner than normal with assistance." He said, he picked up the distinct smell of an antiseptic, he knew what was next and tried to prepare as best he could. "Ah! Ow!" He exclaimed in reaction to the stinging feeling mixed in with burning when she applied the alcoholic solution. As gentle as her touch was, this was pretty painful to say the least, ice wasn't much for him now though. "Agh!" He flinched a bit, the last touch to his cheek hurt pretty bad compare to the others, he had to imagine how bad it originally looked.

"Well from one archer to another, go right ahead.." He commented in response to her smart remark about him allowing her to help him. He sighed a bit when she placed the bandages on him, it least that meant it was over, at least he hoped so anyway. He raised an eyebrow that was accompanied with a smirk, a look of determination on his face was vaguely present now as he looked toward her. "So Nightingale then, a pleasure." He said politely, standing up and humoring her enough to cordially bow back.

He glanced down at the gangsters that were downed, a little surprised to see that they hadn't moved for a while, not that they were dead though, probably paralyzed. He still had a hand on one of her arrows, he decided he'd maybe hold onto it, he doubted she'd mind it. These people definitely did need to see the inside of a cell for sure. Ironsight looked up at her and smirked a little, when he heard her comment about the nightclub. "You'd be surprised Nightingale, it's a nice club. Besides, how much did you think I'd spend, you only saved my life." He said with a slight smile. "So, where to next? Your place?" He asked. with an underlying grin.

"Well, you need some new clothes and some spare gear, so why not?" Nightingale replied coolly. She wasn't exactly comfortable with letting a member of the Sentinels just waltz into her place and find out who she was, but she didn't want to just let this guy move about in his current condition. Accelerated healing or not, he was still visibly wounded and in tattered clothing.

"My bike's in the alley outside. If you don't mind riding behind a girl..." She teased gently. Well, he seemed nice enough and he was kind of attractive. Whatever ended up happening, she wouldn't let it affect the team. Or her. "You're a real charmer, sweetie, but if you come back with me... we're leaving our superhero stuff and our teams' relations at the door, alright? If you can't do that then we'll have to part ways here."

It was a pity but Hikari couldn't endanger her team or her identity by bringing Ironsight to her home. It was practically giving away her identity and no amount of charisma or see appeal was going to trump her loyalty to the Titans... or her life as Nightingale.

She didn't want to leave the guy as he was but she couldn't just let him carelessly either.

The Ravager was satisfied. The message was in place, the bait set. Now, the waiting game began, as it was only a matter of time until the target came to him. Oh, a lot of time had been put into this plan, months of it, in fact. Grant had a hitlist, and while Jilocasin had been at the top of it since the death of his brother, that plan required more people in planning than just himself. It was a plain fact, Jilocasin's powers were far beyond his physical enhancements, an opponent he couldn't take down alone.

But this plan of his was something he knew he could undertake on his own.

Revenge for an eye.

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The night wind breezed past as Grant waited, helm in hand, at the entrance to the hideout of his best friend.

Rachel.

From the looks of things, she had changed her identity as a hero. Briefly he wondered what she went by now, before running a hand over the eyepatch covering his right eye. What would she think? What would she say?

She was his best friend, and he had vanished without a trace for months. They hadn't spoken since, hadn't seen each other since. A momentary look at his reflection in a nearby window showed his face, his dark brown hair. Since he had disappeared, he hadn't cut it, and it was starting to become chin length. He wondered if he should comb it back like his father.

He turned around when headlights lit up the wall and there she was.

"Hello Rachel."

Reaper said
"Well, you need some new clothes and some spare gear, so why not?" Nightingale replied coolly. She wasn't exactly comfortable with letting a member of the Sentinels just waltz into her place and find out who she was, but she didn't want to just let this guy move about in his current condition. Accelerated healing or not, he was still visibly wounded and in tattered clothing."My bike's in the alley outside. If you don't mind riding behind a girl..." She teased gently. Well, he seemed nice enough and he was kind of attractive. Whatever ended up happening, she wouldn't let it affect the team. Or her. "You're a real charmer, sweetie, but if you come back with me... we're leaving our superhero stuff and our teams' relations at the door, alright? If you can't do that then we'll have to part ways here."It was a pity but Hikari couldn't endanger her team or her identity by bringing Ironsight to her home. It was practically giving away her identity and no amount of charisma or see appeal was going to trump her loyalty to the Titans... or her life as Nightingale.She didn't want to leave the guy as he was but she couldn't just let him carelessly either.

"Hmm, taking after your look I don't think I'd mind.." He smirked, he honestly did wonder if she did have a male's costume and if she did, his next question would be why. He smirked a little bit, he had to admit, he liked where this was going with her, she was a nice girl and truth be told, he hadn't seen many of those in a while. His eyes widened a bit at her comment about her motorcycle, he didn't mind it to say the least though. "I wouldn't mind riding with you." He said with a smirk as he continued to listen to her as she spoke to him. A slight redness appeared on Ironsight's cheeks for a moment when she complimented him before it quickly faded. "Understood Nightingale, I think I can do that.." He said suavely as he smiled at her, so then, she was taking him to the Titans, at least that's how it sounded to him.

Still though, he was obligated to the Sentinels in every way, he wondered exactly how all of it would work with them being on opposite sides. Her bringing him to the Titans was probably not going to have a good result, most likely anyway. He knew most of the Titans were category five meta-humans anyway, he wasn't trying to die tonight. "Ready when you are..."

(Permission to g-mod: granted)

"Good, it'd be a pity to leave you here on your own." Nightingale replied with a smile, before leading him over to her bike. "Hold on tight." That was the only warning she gave, feeling him wrap his arms around her waist as instructed. She kicked the bike into gear and sped back to her apartment, right above the bar she owned. She was still in her armour, so she opted to park in the alley first.

She removed her armour, revealing the tank top and leggings she was wearing underneath. She quickly pulled on a jacket and a skirt over them from her duffel bag, slinging it over her shoulder as she turned to Ironsight. "Well, I'm not wearing a mask now, so no point leaving my identity secret. My real name is Hikari Shirogane." She introduced herself before leading him through the door. "You don't have to let me know your real name, just keep mine to yourself."

Ironsight drew a few stares as she brought him up to her small one bedroom apartment above the pub, but it wasn't the first time Hikari dragged someone in all beaten up and the staff were used to it by now. In fact, they assumed that was the case any time she used the back door instead of the front. "Well, Here's my little nest." She welcomed him in. It seemed her assistant had come up here to help clean the place every now and then, because other than the stuffiness of the enclosed space, the place was pretty pristine.

She led Ironsight into her bedroom, and gestured at the bathroom. "Door's open, just use it if you need it." She commented absentmindedly, perfectly natural as if it was no big deal a Sentinel - a boy - was in her room. Well, it really wasn't. Hikari opened her closet and began digging around for clothes that would fit Ironsight and be fashionable enough to wear to whatever nightclub he had in mind to visit. Though it probably meant her current casual wear wasn't going to cut it either.

She found a plain tuxedo, from one of the Halloween events she had held at the bar. It seemed about the guy's size, so she laid it out on the bed and beckoned for him to change. She did the same, finding a dress she liked and wouldn't restrain her in a fight. She pulled out a clubbing dress she hadn't worn in a while and brought it with her into the bathroom, peeking over her shoulder at Ironsight before smirking and walking in.

"You don't mind if I take a shower first, do you?" She didn't wait for an answer before closing the door, but didn't lock it. It wasn't exactly an invitation, but Hikari was a tease and if he didn't notice or was too gentlemanly to peep, well she liked nice guys as well as bad boys.

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Rachel had just reached the entrance of her hideout when she felt someone's presence. Her first instinct was to reach for her gun, but when she heard Grant's voice, she relaxed and chose not to draw. She turned around to see Ravager and gasped when she noticed he was missing an eye. Most of the Titans had left for one reason or another after Mason's death and the events that followed, but none of them returned missing body parts.

"Grant. It's been a while." She moved forward and gave him a friendly hug. "What happened to your eye? Where have you been? You're the only one who didn't keep in touch when everyone else left to do their own training or... deal." He'd probably been following her for some time and waited for her to arrive at her hide out before making himself known. She kept her place a secret even from the Titans for a reason.

Still, an abandoned subway system was hardly the place for a chat. She usually accessed her hideout from an underground garage, but it was connected to an old apartment complex. She gestured to the stairway. "Let's talk on the roof."

Ironsight followed the heroine to her motorcycle, which looked pretty nice, probably not better than his in his own opinion but nice. Out of the corner of his eye he saw someone, not just any, a familiar suit, turning his head one hundred and eighty degrees to the right he saw the one and only Ravager. he narrowed his eyes a bit, that wasn't right, that couldn't be right, maybe his senses were playing tricks on him. His eyes slightly widened once he zeroed in on the object he held between his fingers, an arrow, but not just anyone's arrow, his own. Still blood stained and dripping, that was not right, he glanced at Nightingale to see if she had been seeing the same thing, turning back quickly to see him, gone. 'Easy now archer...' He thought to himself, he was probably seeing things from the hits.

"I'll hold onto something tight.." He smirked, straddling the bike and riding with the female to her place, which surprisingly enough for him anyway, was an apartment. he may have been without eyes but he could see just fine, so to be respectful he turned around while she slipped out of her armor, turning back only to meet eyes with her, seeing that now she had a skirt and a jacket on. He was kind of surprised as she went on to speak, talking about giving her secret identity. "You don't have to, I don't even-.." He shut himself up as he thought about it, that was probably a good step in the right direction, getting on a first name basis and all. He couldn't help but be surprised that she was giving out her full name to him just like that, but he guessed that was expected. "Sure..." He said in agreement with her rulings about her identity.

Following her up the stairs to her apartment, oddly enough right above a pub, he wondered how that worked for her. "Nice nest..." He said, actually meaning it, she had a nice well-kept place to be honest. He got a chance to scope out her bedroom once being let in, well he knew where the bathroom was thanks to her now. He looked over at the tux she laid out for him, a bit surprised that she had something for a male for such an occasion. He wondered what other assets she kept in reserve.

"I probably might need to shower before I put this on..." He said, he wasn't exactly okay with staining anything with blood or smelling like it. It was nice of her to have something for him though, so he wouldn't want to ruin it by tarnishing it in anyway. He glanced over at her, a small grin on his face when he saw what she had been planning to wear, how appropriate he thought. A slight blush appeared on the archer's face when she smirked at him, he wasn't sure at all how to take that, now she had hi looking all flushed and flustered about it.

"Uh, actu-.." He got cut off by her just closing the door, he wondered why he didn't hear a locking sound immediately after. He knew better than to just think of that as an invitation but he wasn't sure what to think about her. A slight smirk and a raised eyebrow appeared on his face as he carried an unsure look, slightly unsure anyway. "I may regret this.." He said to himself as a confident smirk crept its way onto his face, he walked to the bathroom door, carrying the tux with him, after all she did say he could use the bathroom if he needed, right? Ironsight brought his hand to the door, a turn on the knob and a click prompted entry for him.

Trust.

It wasn't often in his line of work that people like him found someone they could trust. Looking at Rachel now, he could tell that despite the months of silence he could trust her. How much he could trust her with remained to be seen, but after what had happened to him over the last few months, he was clearly different than the overconfident assassin she had met. Back then, he overestimated his abilities, and it cost him. Now, he knew where he stood, and what that meant for his combat abilities. His enhancements had been...inaccessible since Mason's death, but were swiftly returning now.

As Rachel led him up the spiral, rusted staircase, Grant took in his surroundings, his tactical mind working up what could be used as defensive and offensive advantages in case of assault. The long, tight corridors could funnel enemies in a line, and the rooms, from what glimpses he got of them, were an offensive gold mine of improvise-able weapons. Though, defensively, the walls were thin, and anything over a .22 caliber round would shred the walls like cardboard. The rebar was sticking out in several places, which was a double-edged sword. On one hand, it could be ripped out, or used to pin enemies to the admittedly thin walls. On the other hand, were the enemy to use it against him...

"You chose the area surrounding your safe house well." He commented.

When the two of them arrived atop the apartment complex, Grant sat down on the edge of the roof, and looked at her with his single green eye.

"You've got questions, I can tell. What do you want to know? Ah, right the eye. Well, I....'d rather not talk about that. It's a painful thing to recall. As to where I've been, I was all over the world, mostly in Russia, working as a mercenary. No killing jobs,though. I got better with my attitude though. I'm not the same overconfident man you met. I know my limits."

Hikari smirked as she heard him praying he wasn't about to make a huge mistake as he opened the door. He hesitated but took the initiative anyway, which meant he wasn't taking her interest or signals for granted. That was a good sign. She giggled as he entered as if he expected her to scream or shoot him. "I do like guys who aren't afraid to make a move." She commented with a sly grin.

She was standnig there in her underwear, her outer layer of clothing already on the floor, but she took a step back towards the shower as she removed her bra. "I guess my shower's big enough for two." She took another step back and this time her panties fell to the floor. "and I don't mind sharing..." She crooked a finger at Ironsight and beckoned the archer to join her as she took the final step into the cubicle and turned on the hot water.

Ironsight stepped through the door in a rather hesitant manner at first, he felt like this would get him shot or stabbed. Hopefully neither would be the case, he would rather not have a literal arrow in his heart because of her. Once entering the bathroom, he could plainly see that was going to be far from reality, that small fit of laughter and her words told him so. He wanted to say something, she had to have been expecting this from him, the question was how she'd know to even chance that sort of thing. Regardless though, he had to admit, he did enjoy the sight of her out of that armor of hers and in nothing but skivvies. "I..." He was at a complete loss of words when she just dropped her bra like that, his cheek were flaming with how red they got. His eyes widened a bit, he tried to be professional about this but how could he, there was just no way.

Taking a few seconds to calm his mind a bit, a small smirk found its way onto his face as he looked at her. "Seems that way doesn't it?" He said in a suave manner, despite his raging emotions, he thought for sure he was going have a nosebleed when her panties hit the floor. "Good, lucky for you neither do I..." He said with a grin in response to her words, getting undressed himself, letting his tattered and bloody clothing hit the floor without care. Finally he shut the door behind him and joined her within the cubicle.

Viran chuckled slightly as he heard some of the stories that the other Valkorians had told about Hisel. Some were funny, some were heart-warming and some were just plain odd. But what the Valkorians had in common was their admiration and respect for the deceased leader of the Valkorians. He looked over at Mina and smiled gently as she approached him. "I apologize for the...uh...misunderstanding." He said awkwardly. "I explained to the others that we...I mean...we aren't romantically involved."

A loud Valkorian voice cut through the chatter in his native language and the group next to Viran laughed heartily. Viran shook his head. "What did he say?" He asked curiously. One of the other Valkorians chuckled. "He said and I quote, "She would make a good mate for you,"

Viran's face turned beet red as he slowly turned to look at Mina. "I...uh...I don't think they know how it works here on earth." He said meekly as his face continued to grow redder by the moment.

Rikelis looked at the large group of Valkorians that were exiting the ship in the forest and smiled at them. "Welcome to Earth. The people of this world have accepted us here as long as we do not wage war against anyone. Or bring them to the notice of any warlike races amongst the stars.

A short female Valkorian stepped forward. "I am Kelis, second to Valis who led us away from the ways of war and battle. Who has been searching the stars for her father Hisel and her son Viran. We must ask, are they here? Is our journey over?"

Rikelis sadly nodded. "You're journey is over. But Hisel is dead. He died by the hands of the one who was once known as Genocide and now goes by War. His Grandson, Viran still lives however and has pledged to protect us. Contact your commander and let her know...you and your people will be safe here. The Heroes of this world have fought the ones known as Death and War before and have learned much of them. They are on the run but they won't be for long."

Kelis nodded and pulled out a Valkorian communicator and spoke quietly into it. "Commander, I have met with the Valkorian leader here...Your father Hisel is dead. But you're son, Viran is here. And he lives still."

There was a pause on the other end of the communicator and Valis's voice cracked slightly as if she were holding back tears. "We are adjusting course. We will arrive in five minutes...please...I must meet my son. I must see what kind of man he has become."

Rikelis smiled. "That can be arranged. I will get him myself and bring him here." He said quietly.

Ace was bearing down on his target only to find, moments before land, it was a decoy. Upon touch down where the figure once was he found himself with a knife point in his back and are subdued.
"You lose."
All at once the fog fell away making the room clear again and Aces missing deck lay a little ways off. After being released Ace turned and faced his opponent and illusive friend who continued to speak.
“You did well, given the situation though I was sitting right there.”
Ace followed Spellthief's gesture to where he was sitting as Ace made a fool of himself falling for such a simple trick. Ace was about to ask something but Spellthief had not finished and continued in a less playful tone. “Name’s Spellthief. As you well know, not many members of the Sentinels talk to me and fewer know I exist or they forgot. I’ll be talking to SH soon about what I’ve just learned.” Ace nodded half understanding and half nervous. 'This was a test?' he thought to himself. Thinking it was safe to ask his questions Ace tried again, but was stopped by Spellthief's gesture to just listen for the time being. Ace crossed his arms slightly annoyed, but continued to listen to what Spellthief had to say. “Instead of being frontlines and the face of the group like the others, more than likely you’ll be working with me and some others behind the scenes as a recon member so…” While Spellthief was in mid sentence the ground quaked and shortly there after an alarm started. Ace's heart began to speed up as he with anticipation as Spellthief made his remark and disappeared. Ace acted quickly to follow Spellthief and charged his body as he ran, soon catching up with his companion.

Upon arriving at the area where the fighting had taken place Ace was taken aback by what he saw If only for a moment before the room was filled with fog like in the gym, but this fog was much denser than last time. Ace could only ready his deck and listen very carefully for anything that might signal a struggle or something else to attack. Try as he might Ace could hear nothing more than a weak whisper somewhere out in the midst of the fog. Just as he was able to narrow down the area it was coming from Spellthief was once again beside him and the fog dropped away as Spellthief told Ace they were no longer needed. Ace raised an eyebrow as he looked from Spellthief to the figure in the room then followed after Spellthief.

"what was all that about?" Ace asked sternly. First time he thought he might be able to show his skill in a real battle and Spellthief just threw up some smoke, did God knows what then said 'we are no longer needed.' that doesn't work for me. Ace thought to himself. "and who was that?"

"Oh... strange I though all mana users could fly in one way or another," Sirius said tilting his head to the left confused by the fact Jinx couldn't fly. Well until Jinx brought up a question that was to the effect that made his smile dim a bit as he sighed lightly. It was hard to explain all that had happen since she had been gone Viran's race, the appearance of the Sentinels though he himself had not met them yet, and of course all the random chaos that had ensued not to long ago.

"Its been a difficult time for everyone, and much change has befallen many of our friends. You yourself seem to have yielded to times hand," Sirius chuckled at Jinx's "shiny" new look. If he understood correctly it was very similar to another woman who also called herself Jinx possibly the current Jinx's mother.

"And your mana is stronger, you must have trained while away no?"

Jinx listened to Sirius and was mildly surprised at being called a Mana user. When he brought up the Sentinels she was mildly confused because this was the first time she'd heard of them.
Viran's people appearing she knew of though she'd never met the Alien Titan before and for some reason the mention of random Chaos caused her to blush slightly.

"Wow! I don't remember you being so talkative before Sirius.
I can't fly because..... Well I suppose I shouldn't even try to using my ability. I'm a Probability generator and tapping into that to use as flight power could have strange consequences. she says with a little laugh hidden in her words

Jinx looks into his eyes thinking about whether or not she can or should explain why she's changed. She worries that the truth would brand her as an undesirable or even an enemy.
How do you explain to people you so desperately need as friends that contained in your soul are the favors and ills of mankind, that you are a cursed girl who in the bronze age would have had legends an cautionary fables whispered about them?

"Yes I did do some training it was thought that I was old enough" Jinx says telling as little about what really happened to her as she can.

Her smile grows a little sad as she wonders if it was the same for her mom? Did she have to be constantly on her guard and analyze her every word?

The worst part about all this was that she had no one to talk to about anything outside of the more mundane aspects of her life. This often lead others to think she was shallow or flighty and it was better that way.

"After I was done working out my control I decided to take a small cruise to think. she giggles an pivots like a girl in a boutique showing off.

"It was only a couple of days but the ship had everything."

She hides her discomfort when she sees nearby a wilted flower. She worries that she is the cause of it which would mean she still isn't mistress of her soul and they're escaping

Rachel raised an eyebrow at Grant's evasive answer of how he came to be missing an eye. Well, she couldn't blame him for not wanting to recall a traumatic experience. It wasn't as if she didn't have her fair share of secrets she would take to the grave. "I understand. Russia, huh? How much more cliche can you get? That's like where every movie character goes to disappear." Rachel joked, taking a seat on the ledge.

"So... what else is new?" She asked, swinging her legs lazily while she admired the view. "You must have some stories about your work, and you're being rather quiet for someone who came looking for me to talk."

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Hikari was still giggling when was done drying herself off and slipping on the dress. She planted a kiss on Ironsight's cheek. "That was fun. It's nice to meet a guy who knows what he's doing for once." She joked, sitting herself on the counter and pulling the archer to her, wrapping her legs around his hips as she pulled him in for a kiss. "I expected an archer to have skilled fingers but you seem to have quite the tongue and..." Her voice trailed off into giggles as she got off the sink and finished dressing.

"Well, you were taking me out to dinner, no?" She winked before leaving the bathroom. She rather liked the guy, even if he was a Sentinel. They hadn't quite made it clear if this was a one-time thing or not, but Hikari would ask later. Superheroes had no luxury of attachments. She wasn't going to demand more than Ironsight was willing to give. The whole Titan vs. Sentinels thing might throw a wrench in their plans for romance, but she was willing to give a try if he was. She sure as hell wasn't going to say that out loud right after what happened. She didn't want to seem clingy or getting ahead of herself.

Ironsight exhaled a bit, having a mini-recovery after he and Hikari's endeavors, a small smirk came on his face as his cheek was pecked by the archer as he began to getting dressed. "It's nice to meet a girl who knows her way around things too." He grinned, responding to her joke, getting pulled into her embrace then a kiss, accepting it in full before it was broken. He couldn't help that his cheeks reddened slightly from her comment about his tongue skills. "I was about to say the same to you, beautiful.." He said with a light grin, finishing up and getting dressed completely, getting his shoes and coat on.

He glanced over at her when the question about dinner arose, it wasn't like he had forgotten about it or anything, he was sure Auntie Dot had come down with his ride anyway by now. "Of course..." He said, shaking his head in confirmation, the more he thought about it, the more he began to wonder how much of a dilemma they'd have themselves in what with their sides not being on good terms with one another. Still though, what did he care right, it wasn't like he was afraid of them. "Uh, you aren't inviting your...team right?" He asked, he would rather their not be a news report of a nightclub fight between capes.

"Now that I have come to learn the more basic structures of the language I can definitely hold a longer conversation," Sirius chuckled back at the silly reaction Jinx was giving to his better communication skills. Thanks to Mina's English lessons Sirius had adjusted better to life with humans, and even more so with the fact he was taught human laws though in truth knowing them was knowing them was one thing expecting the Mana creature to follow all said rules was another thing. Sirius's understanding of Jinx's abilities, however, was not that well constructed.

"But doesn't not using it also bound to have consequences regardless," he asked with a innocent look directed at Jinx's laughter. Then the conversation went in a strange direction to the point Jinx seemed to make herself more uncomfortable then anything else. Sirius gave a weird puffed up cheek look as he walked over to the girl and patted her on the shoulders giving a big goofy grin.

"You still worry to much about yourself... I may not understand this probability of which you control my friend, but it has no control of who your family is, we can indeed counter anything this power of yours randomly throws," Sirius said with a air of confidence as he perked up at the end of Jinx's news much like a excited kid he gave the woman a curious look.

"I only ever saw boats once when I fought Rampage at the Human torch holder statue lady," he said describing the Statue of Liberty in his own words.

Jinx sighs and her expression becomes guarded though her eyes hint at an inner struggle.
"Yes trying to contain my ability is as bad as wantonly using it without regard to consequences."

She turns and looks at the car she drove up in then she stretches out her left hand as as a neon pink light glows from her eyes and then seems to erupt from her out stretched hand. It bathes the beautiful car causing the paint to dull then crack. Suddenly the tires release their contained air in wooshing sighs as the once beautiful machine becomes a machine fit only for scrap.

Jinx pulls back her entropic energy sealing it up tightly within her soul. When she turns back towards Sirius her expression is without any emotional content.

"I like you Sirius, you're one of the few Titans to ever even give me so much as the time of the day" she says then looks at the Mansion

"I've never really had so much as a conversation with any of the others, I wonder if they even think of me as a Titan or simply a nuisance they tolerate? she sighs then looks back into Sirius's eyes

"It would most likely prove best for all if I were to go solo; Who wants a cursed and anoying girl around?

Nearby a shrub's leaves shift from green to a sickly yellow an she looks at it. As she says "Well I suppose that's a cue for me to leave.
You're right in saying I can't control over who my family is and I can control my ability if I want but..... Well it is unimportant now.
It's been lovely seeing you again Sirius but I should have never returned.
Farewell my friend an ever fortune shine in your favor.

Finished Jinx turns away an begins walking down the drive toward the road where she's sure her ride will show

Sirius watched as his friend gave a emotionless expression, and a converse of self doubt. Without much thought to it Sirius started to follow Jinx as she tried to give her depart without any doubt. As he caught up with her he put his arms up against his head as if he was taking a gentle stroll. The roadway to the mansion was long and spiraled do to being on a hill to better suit its hidden nature.

"I don't think its fair for you to decide to leave on your own. So until I can change your mind. I find it upon myself to join you down the narrowed path," Sirius spoke softly with a tilted smile as the two continued to walk. The avian spirit had been pretty busy ever since the death of Mason. It seemed that mans death had been a unexpected trigger for hell to break loose with Jilocasin, the mana's, Phantom, Viran's past, and even the Sentinels causing much reason for everyone to be on edge. Sirius had never run into the any members of the Sentinels, but from what he heard from the others... they were taking the law into their hands in a higher, and more hostile degree then the Teen Titans.

"I think we need everyone we can to unite and help with the current issues, but those who should unite are the ones who can think of worry. I think even though I may not have a right to judge humanity that its people like you who are more worthy of saving, and fighting along side the rest of us."