[color=7bcdc8][h1]Kara Banks / Wraith [/h1][/color]

[color=7bcdc8]Well, at least it wasn't a trap.[/color] Honestly, she might have been happier if it was. At least with a trap it would probably be some normal human with a thick skull and a bucket of bullets. This seemed like a much more likely way for her to die. Trapped in a room with a bunch of crazy people. Great. Wonderful. Fantastic.

Kara was pretty sure that these people were completely insane. Sure, she had a few screws of her own loose, but this was pushing it at least a little. She would have tried to help the stage guy - anything to get things a bit saner - but she didn't think her powers would do much. Judging by the size of that bird, she wouldn't be needed anyway. The big guy couldn't be too heavy for that monstrosity. So far, she'd been here for five minutes and there was already a broken stage, vandalised wall and a crater in the floor. She wasn't thrilled, but kept her anger on the inside.

[color=7bcdc8]That's it. You're on my list, all of you. I don't even have a list yet, but when I do I swear...[/color] She started to imagine some rather 'colourful' punishments in her head, all with a slightly cheerful smile on her face, like this was a lovely get-together and she just couldn't wait for something else to blow up. 

With all the chaos, she found it difficult to pay attention to everyone that came in, or everything being said. She just stood there feeling kind of awkward resisting the temptation to use her powers and just sink into the floor away from this madness. You know, classes weren't so bad. Nothing got destroyed there. Okay, well not by accident, which Kara felt was an important point. Besides, sometimes things had to be taken apart for the greater good. Or for her Chemistry grades.

[color=7bcdc8]So, who'll be next to enter the madhouse?[/color] she wondered, keeping one eye on the door. [color=7bcdc8]Can't be many more now.[/color] Of course, she'd only thought to watch the door. Not stare at the shadows for creepy magically appearing shadow people. Really, she should've thought ahead. Always expect shadow people. She might have expected it if she'd done some research, but she'd been caught up in her own pursuit of justice, and who could blame her for that?

The next one actually did come through the door, which was a relief. By now Kara wouldn't have been surprised if they'd come in through the roof riding a missile. She didn't have high hopes at this point, so no reason to even expect sanity at this point. They were all quite mad. Unlike Kara. She was completely reasonable, you know. Never lost her cool unless it was fair - If you think about it, that car thief didn't really [i]need[/i] all of his organs - that was just greedy.

Anyway, new person. She managed to start paying attention again, remembering to put the friendly smile back on her face. Hopefully no-one noticed her zoning out. She could probably pass it off as nerves anyway. Where was she? Oh, yeah. Justice, vigilantes, Ditch, who was starting to talk and she should probably listen to. Something important apparently. Hooray.

[color=7bcdc8]Stop working alone, huh? And this is our headquarters?[/color] Kinda neat, but this just made her more annoyed about all of the destruction. And while Ditch sounded friendly, this really didn't seem like they had too much of a choice. Maybe they did, it's just that both of the choices seemed like they'd end up fighting anyway. [color=7bcdc8]If I have to choose a side, I'm choosing the ones in the right. Well, more right. We're still vigilantes after all.[/color] Hopefully these guys weren't as difficult to work with as it seemed they might. 

She sighed. On the one hand, keeping a secret identity was hard enough. On the other, Umbra did need to be stopped. As much as she thought the people here were lunatics, they were better than that power-hungry maniac. Probably thought he was above justice - she'd show him soon enough. Besides, Ditch did just say they'd be able to keep going with personal activity, and she could just make up a lie for the guys at school - a trip to some other country, maybe. Australia sounded good. Kara had made up her mind, and spoke up confidently.

[color=7bcdc8]"Well, when you put it like that, I guess I'm in. Can't have that Umbra lunatic escaping justice forever, right?"[/color] she looked up and gave a cheerful grin. Looked like that was it. She'd committed. [color=7bcdc8]"It had better be a damn good fridge, though."[/color]