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[@Mistress Dizzy]
[color=goldenrod]Location[/color] | The Conference
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Like a Starfish, the animal boy stuck to the wall with his limbs splayed out, relaxing some. With the deluge forces handled and the remnants of the Red’s rage satiated, he felt much calmer inside, like weight had been dropped. That wasn’t to say that the young lionfish wasn’t alert, as he was still on the clock after all. Thus when everything was reassembled and the session resumed, Ja was stationed in a corner of the room to watch Dr. Bingley.

That, however, was when he started to talk about this strange unnatural ‘cure’ that he created. It did not sit well how calm this man was in the moment, considering an attack from the deluge came, seemingly synonymously with his arrival. Perhaps he felt safe, given the team’s ability to repel those forces. 

That, though, was when Ja took particular notice of the briefcase. The strange case that the man carried held many sorts of protections on it. Yet, when he opened it, that feeling of unsettlement sank deeper. This ‘bad medicine’ wasn’t just some idea that the man had dreamed up, but one that he had already achieved. Inside the case was not only one, but many small containers carrying the compound inside. After the reveal of which, he went on to tell the atlantean scientists that they could start their tests. 

Ja’s expression scrunched up at the implications. The man was planning to preemptively alter genes in children that weren’t even born…That didn’t seem right, no matter what it was. While he supposed that his opinion on the matter was irrelevant, he heard Kassy’s voice. Ja’s body slowly peeled from the wall it was clung to when the conversation started to escalate. The lionfish understood that Mirage used magic, like Zachy, but the tattoo on the back of her neck must have meant something. Ja understood and ultimately agreed with her point of view that this thing was a curse of human creation…

However, Ja looked around where perhaps Kassy had not. How ready the Atlanteans seemed to be to try out this experimental drug on their own people. Was this why the mission was so quiet? The Atlantean King had to know explicitly what was happening here…Did he perhaps agree with what Dr. Bingley was proposing? 

Those questions became irrelevant though when Ja heard the things that Dr. Bingley had called her. How could he go from praising Young Justice for saving his life earlier, Kassy included, to this? Part of him would have asked what had gotten into the nice doctor that asked him questions on the submarine…but perhaps this was what he was all along.

His hair prickled outward as the tides turned, and his senses told him that bad was coming. The guards lurked closer towards where she and Bingley were, and Ja protectively drifted nearer. What were they doing? Kassy had done nothing— Then, instantly, chaos had exploded into the room with Kassandra’s rage filled voice. Ja’s own senses began to blur and fight for clearance as illusions filled the room. 

With the rapidly rushing water against the sensitive whiskers in his mane, Ja could at the very least tell that the people rushing were real. In which case, he had to move to just barely avoid panicking Atlanteans crashing into him. Even his own teammates struggled with swimming, trying to get a hold on the situation.

The young man felt his heart race in his chest when Rain went for simply try to stop Kassy by knocking her out. Hurting one of their own shouldn’t have been the way to stop this, and Aleena, thankfully, had stopped him before he could do so. Nymph had asked what to do, and Metamorph himself wasn’t sure at first.

The words of Dr. Bingley earlier had simply replayed in Ja’s mind; “A dangerous beast” striking him personally. The jungle boy had been called that himself by BSF, as well as the people that he was sent to hunt. That one lurked within him…one that had hurt and killed people in the past…one that escaped him earlier today…one that [i]Kassy[/i] had saved him from becoming again…

Maybe the answer wasn’t to fight her, or destroy the vials like Aleena had suggested. Maybe doing those things would only make what Bingley said right. Maybe the answer was to save her from her rage, like she did for him. Maybe it was Ja’s turn to let her know that everything was alright; that this is not what any of them wanted…

The boy didn’t realize exactly when his vision had gone dark, but when he blinked his vision was bright with color. Messy and polarized color, yet a kind he could make sense of, as he could see the figures of everyone and everything in the room with little impedance. Regardless, he saw Kassy amidst the figures and swam to her directly. The way his arms and legs pushed him forward in the manner an octopus might. 

As he got nearer, he thought about the voice he heard in his mind…the one that whispered to his rage. He could see the waves of intense energy radiated from Kassy from the brighter colors that radiated from her. Yet, at the center of it all, he could see the face of a friend had been there for them in the past. A friend that was upset and lost. Kilamanjaro gently grabbed the girl by her shoulders.

[color=goldenrod]”Kassy! Don’t believe that man! You are not a monster! You are my friend! But the only way that everyone else will see is if you stop this! Please, come back to us!!”[/color]