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Young Justice

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_{Interaction | Kassandra / Mirage
AKA @Mistress Dizzy
Location | Happy Harbor Mall}

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Materializing near the building’s entrance, Kila looked up and around. High ceilings with skylights, advertisements on banners, television screens, store fronts, and many people cycling through. The warrior felt the need to study possible escape routes, but resisted the urge. He needed to be ‘normal’, he wasn’t on the field. The young man was here to enjoy his downtime, he supposed. Still, just to be sure, he looked behind him to look outside the transparent glass doors.

Confirming where they were in the city, Kila turned to look at the companion that remained, as the others that tubed already started wandering. “We should look at the map of stores to confirm where we want to go…” Was his suggestion, though, he didn’t wait long before his steps carried him forward towards the triangular pillar. He had been to malls before when his Amai took him shopping when they had been reunited. Some things between them remained similar, he learned.

Kassy was craning her neck to look up at the high ceilings. She was still getting used to human architecture. This place was no palace, but it was still nice to look at. “This is almost overwhelming.” She murmured, trying to get her bearings. In the end, she wound up following Kila, who seemed to have some sense of where to go.

Leaning over the map, she realized there were far more shops than she could get to in a day. Forever 23, Dillan’s, Marcy’s, what exactly did these shops carry? A quick peek through the window confirmed. Mostly clothes, it seemed like, which didn’t bother her. She liked looking at pretty clothes and expressing herself in that way.

“Well, it looks like the others have gone.” She looked apprehensively at the crowds. “M-may I stick with you? I don’t want to be alone here.” Kassy did not so much as peek at Kila’s face during her request, her eyes downcast and looking at his very white shoes.

Kila’s eyes scanned the layout provided by the map, taking mental pictures of the number and name correspondences. He was like a machine, or, perhaps more like the general that the Red Lion was trying to mold him into. He picked a strategic route to get to the store of his choosing. When met with her question, he was silent, looking over to her. The way her eyes aimed towards the ground made him flatten his lips some. Her disposition seemed to appeal to him for some reason, and he saw no need to say no.

“Yes. Just be sure to keep up.” Kila answered, a corner of his lip upturned in a smile.

Kassy nodded, but still did not look up. However, her body language relaxed considerably. “I can do that.”

To be honest, she still wasn’t sure what to make of Kila. He seemed so serious, and was obviously skilled if his battle with Black Canary was anything to go by. She felt like he could have made the Justice League proper if not for his age. But he was stuck here with people like her. Strange.

As they walked, Kassy looked around at all of the different stores. She made a mental note of those that seemed interesting, those she might visit on another day. Her fingers traced the outline of the little plastic rectangle in her purse. A ‘credit card’. She had no idea what it meant and had been too nervous to ask Red Tornado when no one else had seemed confused.

“Hey Kila? What is a ‘credit card’?” She winced slightly, looking off. “Please don’t think I’m stupid. I’ve just never heard of it. What is this little bit of plastic supposed to do?”

“It pays for objects and services. It should come with a pin number, though with some of us being less informed about it than others, these cards may not require such.” Kila kept it simple, “And, you must know, I don’t think you’re stupid at all. You’re actually quite sharp.”

Kassy nodded, thinking over his explanation. “I suppose it is easier than carrying a lot of coins around.” Then she paused, the rest of his sentence having turned over in her mind.

“Wait, you think I’m smart?” Now she was looking at him, illusion-coated brown eyes wide with confusion. “Really? Why?” The blunt question was less compliment seeking and more answer seeking, as if she couldn’t quite fathom what he could possibly mean. Kila didn’t look in her direction just yet, eyeing their path.

“I have learned a lot from you in today’s training. You’re resourceful and sharp-witted. You wasted no time in completing the tasks given, and showed no hesitation when faced with a sudden tragedy. It takes someone smart to have those qualities and use them effectively.” He turned his eye to look at her as he finished.

“That’s why.”

Kassy blinked, feeling her face heating. There was a large part of her mind fighting against the compliment. Was he lying? No, he had no reason to. If he thought she was stupid, he probably would have just said so. His explanation did make sense, even if she couldn’t quite see those qualities within herself.

“Oh.” For the briefest moment, she met his gaze. A faint, but definitely visible smile crept onto her face. “I- I did what needed to be done in the moment. It wasn’t really something I thought about. Talon needed help, so… so I helped.” She rubbed the back of her neck, mussing her thick curls. Her embarrassment was obvious.

“Thank you. I… I appreciate the compliment.” More than she could express. Sure, Green Arrow had said something earlier, but it was so different coming from one of her peers. Her smile had brought a tingling feeling in his chest, and his eyes cut away quickly. Was this another of those instincts from earlier? He couldn’t be sure. It didn’t feel as though there was any danger near. Yet, why did he want to run?

He kept steady, thankful to Iwisa for instilling will into his spirit. He wasn’t sure of what to say after that, though he nodded in her acknowledgement. The focus on the odd feelings in the moment almost made him absentmindedly wander from his set path. Kila came to an abrupt stop, looking up the escalator.

“The store I’m wishing to go to is on the second floor…We take the escalator up.”

Kila had stopped so abruptly that Kassy nearly bumped into him. She looked at the strange mechanical stairs in front of them. “Hm. That’s fine.” Double-layer markets would be so much easier if she could swim up instead of walk. Things were so much simpler moving in 3 dimensions. She eyed a few people stepping onto it, and then hesitantly stepped up after Kila.

“What will humans think of next?” It was a rather elegant solution to the fact that humans - most of them anyway - could not fly up, or swim. She chuckled softly, wondering what other inventions were waiting for her to see.

“So, what store are we going to, anyway?”

“According to the guide, it is called the Charleston Music Center…I did not think to bring any of the instruments I have at home…So, I want to see what they have.”

Kassy perked a bit at hearing that it was a music store. She adored music of all sorts, and sort of missed it. While she didn’t have any instruments of her own, she had been to many concerts underwater. It was the one thing she splurged on when saving up to leave home. Still, what a surprise that Kila played! She wanted to say that she sang, but the words stuck in her throat. He probably wouldn’t care.

“What instruments do you play, Kila?”

“I have done drums for ceremonies and such, Ambuya says that I have a talent for strings. I am not the greatest at it, or very high level yet, but it at least brings me peace of mind…At the home of my amai, I have amassed a small horde of suchlike instruments.” Kila paused. “Do you play?”

Kassy’s gaze faltered back to her shoes. “Me? N-no, I don’t play.” Her voice dropped to a low mumble, and she sped through the next words. _{“I… I um… I sort of like singing but I’m not good at it so don’t expect much of me.”} Her cheeks flushed. That had been difficult to admit. Singing practice was difficult when you spent your life trying to go unnoticed. So far only the fish and coral had heard her singing voice, and that was probably not going to change anytime soon.

Kila took particular note of the quick silence of her voice pattern. Clearly the subject must have been sensitive for her. While normally he’d look to prod the lack of confidence to bolster it, something told him not to do so. The girl had barely spoken in the week leading up to this day. The fact that she was willing to open even if only slightly surprised him…He didn’t want to scare her off.

“I see.” He left it be, content enough to keep quiet until they made it to the store.

It was actually a lot larger than it appeared outside. One side had a wall of guitars of varying types, another with shelves of tools for instrument maintenance. It seemed they had almost every instrument one could think of somewhere on display. Kila’s eyes seemed aglow with a bit more excitement than his expression usually displayed. With no need for a prompt, he started to wander about inside.

Kassy’s eyes widened as she saw all of the instruments on offer. Despite not knowing some of them, she did at least know the categories based on looks. There was even some strange electronic music pouring in from the rooftop. Slowly, she left Kila’s side and started to browse.

Kila was like a kid in a candy store, not even knowing where he’d start or what he’d like to try first. His head turned to see about asking Kassandra, but she wasn’t there. Instead, his glance caught her on another side of the store, peering at a piano that was on display. Another smile crept to his face as he tried not to let his eyes linger for too long.

This turned out being more fun than he thought…

Young Justice

_{Interaction | Currently None
Location | Secret Sanctuary Hangar}

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Kilamanjaro walked with his hands behind him after he pushed the button for the elevator. He had spent quite a while in his meditation in the forest. He had also bore witness to the sparring match between the Tamaranean Princess and Gold Rush. The latter Kila seemed more impressed with. He seemed to make the most optimal use of his clones as he could. It was still a loss, given the Princess’ awe-inspiring power, but a valiant effort.

After dismissal, Kila wandered about their training ground for a bit to evaluate their first session again. It seemed a success, stepping back from the emotions, with some having more to learn from mistakes than others. It was while doing so, though, that he discovered the discarded pink suit of Nymph. That brought memory of the emotions back.

With them in mind, Kila had eventually gone back inside. To be part of a team, meant you were to be parts of a body if it were to work smoothly. A family in and of itself, even if only very recently born. Thus, he did go to the residential area of the base, but waited until all the larger buzz calmed.

The first he went to, was the boy called Talon. His life was in jeopardy today, which could have lingering results. Even if it was of his own doing, Kila opted to check on him. His mannerisms outside of the impulses shown earlier, seemed largely the same, which was good enough. Further assessing the cleaning of his wounds, Kila commended his self-sufficience. However, the young lion didn’t push it and let the boy after the brief encounter.

With that done, he wasn’t so inclined to interact with the others at that time. They could keep one another occupied. So, he waited until Daphne had awoken, which lasted up until it was announced for the mall goers to prepare for departure. Before that though, Kila went to check on her. He returned her garment straight away. As far as her recovery from the day’s early events, she seemed mostly back to herself. She seemed to express appreciate his effort. The power from before, he did not feel come from her, which must have meant that she was physically alright as well.

Although he didn’t like to be late to things, he was the last to get down there. He wasn’t going to go on this shopping trip, and Kila rarely changed his mind. However, an odd feeling inside spurred him to go anyway. He learned that there was a musical instrument store there. It wouldn’t hurt to at least go look with his own eyes. With His and Iwisa’s former dog-tags around his neck, he dressed casually. A simple white tee, black khaki pants, and white high-top sneakers were what greeted the group as he exited the elevator.

Kila made it just in time to hear about the methods of travel available, as well as qualified drivers. A briefly puzzled expression came to him as he noticed his name excluded. The reason the confusion didn’t last long though, related to the legalities of the United States’ laws. He did not have a driving license for the country and they were meant to be exemplary citizens when out of missions.

Though with the others deliberating who would go in the jeep, Kila found himself following along with Kass towards the teleporters. He found no interest in riding with them currently, and they were going to the same place anyway. However, he didn’t get to give Kassandra the commendation he wished to earlier and he’d rather cover his bases. He favored her presence anyway. Though that was when Red Tornado gave them Justice League credit cards. He pocketed it, but did not plan on using it.

”I will take the zeta-tube as well.”

Young Justice

_{Interaction | Currently None
Location | Happy Harbor}

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Kila only caught the end of the sparring match between Mirage and Zatara. Despite all of his talking, he seemed to adapt pretty well to the atlantean’s illusionary fighting style. However, too, Mirage had clearly spotted Zatara’s main weakness. Thus with her opportunistic nature, when a flash of weakness showed itself, she took it. It was only a matter of her being able to close the distance.

As Kila had predicted earlier, the time would come when his magic wouldn’t be able to save him. He saw it all in the horror that invaded Zach’s expression when the magic he commanded couldn’t understand him. Just like that instead of trying to fight back, he gave up and fled in an explosion of tears. If this were a real battle, he’d be knocked out or dead at this point.

Another thing that seemed to catch the warrior’s attention negatively, was each of their levels of stamina. Although he wasn’t particularly versed in how magical energy taxed the body, this training session was barely a battle. He fact that they were both drawing breath this early felt concerning. Kila himself, despite coming off of the daze of Canary’s sensory attack, was still in good condition as far as energy was concerned.

Either way, he was sure that the Speech Devil learned his lesson for the day, no need for any other words on him. Instead, Kila would have walked over to where Mirage remained to offer some reassurance, but it wasn’t long before she took off after the sorcerer boy.

There were many emotions throughout this first training session. The young veteran couldn’t help but shake his head. These splayed emotions were among ‘friends’. Should a mission call for them now, would they have the ability to push through their emotional and physical fatigue? Only trial and error would tell.

Sighing, Kila took a seat on the ground crosslegged and shut his eyes. Canary hadn’t dismissed him or the others yet, but there seemed to be a fast and loose reign of control. Kila decided he could get some meditation time in while he waited for further instruction, finally taking that break from earlier.

Young Justice

_{Interaction | Black Canary
NPC’d by @DreamingFlowers
Location | Happy Harbor}

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Kila waited in silence for the others to show up, and when they did, he stood at attention. The eyes of Black Canary scrutinized them, studying them, he could tell. He himself had done it. As it seemed, they were to be in pairs as before. For one reason or another, he found himself oddly disappointed he was not put against Zach. That way Kila could have put him in place for that ‘kitty cat’ nickname from earlier. Still, who was he to refuse the honor of sparring with their teacher?

Thus, with the extended alias of his being called to action, Kila stepped aside from his squad. Now nearer to the Canary, the Meta took in a breath. He supposed now would be as good a time as any, especially given the task. “Before we begin, if you do not mind, Tenzi, I have a question.”

Dinah raised her brow lightly, nodding to Kila to go ahead and ask whatever he wanted. Out of the two personalities she’d seen the most of Ja. She wondered if what she knew of Kila was close to the truth.

Kila waited just a moment, as though the question was a difficult one for him. If he was honest with himself, it was. Actually getting answers intimidated him, but he wasn’t sure how many chances he would get. His eyes aimed to hers more directly. What do you know about the man called the Bronze Tiger?”

She looked at the dark skinned teen more seriously. Dinah knew about the Bronze Tiger. They fought together on multiple occasions and trained together under O-Sensei. Dinah remembered him as a somewhat unstable individual, but nonetheless an honorable man and warrior. She had not seen or heard of him in years. The last she’d heard of him was his exit from the League of Assassins, making his way back to heroism.

Their eyes met, and from her tone it was evident she was genuinely curious what Metamorph could possibly want from the Bronze Tiger. He wasn’t exactly a proper role model for these kids.

“I know him, but I haven’t seen or spoken to him in years. Last I heard he escaped from the League of Assassins. What is it you want to know about him?”

The maned boy thought a little about the information presented in the bit of dialogue she offered so far. She didn’t seem to hold contempt in her voice, which he supposed was a good sign. Though, hearing about the legendary League of Assassins was not. The Buredunian President described them as a clan of snakes and devils. It made him wonder if the man his Amai heaped much praise on, ran with them or was fleeing. That thought line led to the next question.

“...From what you remember...What sort of man was he?”

Dinah attempted to recall from memory her most positive personal experiences with the Bronze Tiger. She brushed her blonde hair away from her face and stared into the distance for a couple of seconds before answering.

“I remember him to be a fearless fighter, always two steps ahead, but he struggled too, with issues he never shared.”

Kila slowly nodded. So, as suspected, there was no real side in which the man resided. Though, it made him wonder all the more about him. What these issues were that he decided not to share. If this man loved his Amai, why did he disappear before Kila had the ability to remember him? Questions with no answers he could get now. Questions for a later time.

“Thank you, Tenzi.” Was all he had left on the subject for now. Taking a smooth breath, Kila planted his feet in a sturdy position. Squaring his fists, he held his arms near his head in a Muay Thai reminiscent stance. His eyes narrowed in focus.

“I am ready.”

“Don’t hold back”

Black Canary assumed her fighting stance, taking in her opponent Kila. This was not just going to be any ordinary sparring session. If she was to believe what she was told by Vixen and the League, Kila´s combat skills rivaled her own. Dinah loved a good challenge. She recognized his fighting technique and it was a good choice. The art of the eight limbs included the use of almost the entire body. He had not thrown any punches but she was already impressed, she recognized the disciplined stance that came with years of training.

In her signature aggressive combat style she rushed towards Kila, using a combination of a feigned punch to taunt him in a block, which would free up his lower body. She went in for a low kick to his shins. The youth remained stable on her initial rush. Ironic to her feigned attack, he raised his shin as the defense against the punch though, since she tried for the lower body. Instead, his counter used the raised leg to spear towards her hip with the small opening she left.

She was partially hit by his incoming kick, sidestepping the hardest hitting portion of his leg. Black Canary brushed off the pain quickly and went in with a high kick, her boot rushing towards his head, while her body twisted around to gather the necessary force to fortify her attack. He was lucky his hands were still up there, but the impact still sent him stumbling backwards. A splash of pain was brief across his system, as his attempted block really just smacked his arms into his head.

Standing firm again, this time he let his arms rest at his side and started walking up to her openly. The teacher furrowed her brow, what was he trying? Usually, during actual fights on League missions this would be the perfect opportunity to use her Canary cry, when her enemy seemed to be holding back. The sound forcing them into submission.

Black Canary ran towards him and leaped forward, wanting to grab his shoulders. She wanted to flip over his head and use that force to throw him. Her inertia was used against her as with her leaping forward, she jumped into a high knee. Further, her outstretched arms got contact with his shoulders, but he took hold of her wrists to pull her towards him. Rolling back, his feet were a springboard to launch her over and behind him.

Dinah was caught by surprise when her overhead throw got turned on its head. Literally, as now she was the one being thrown. The throw didn’t allow for enough altitude to use her canary cry safely and she was facing the wrong way. She was falling down quickly with her back aimed at the ground. When she landed the wind got knocked out of her forcefully and a sharp pain spread along her spine.

Black Canary rolled onto her side, grunting, forcing herself to stand up. The leaguer was visibly in pain, but ready for another round. She could take a couple more hits, but one more mistake like this was going to end in a serious injury. She motioned to Kila to start his attack.

The young warrior by now was on his feet again, keeping his breaths steady. He wasn’t sure why, but it felt like she was going easy on him. Although wary of her canary cry, he knew he didn’t currently have anything to counter it with. Still, on her mark, he made his approach again. This time though, it was through small skip-steps that zig-zagged. When within arm’s reach, he stepped into a quick jab.

Black Canary anticipated his flurry of punches and held up her arms, blocking the blows. One punch got through and hit her collarbone. She gritted her teeth and scowled. Trying not to let her frustration show, she created some distance between them using a backflip. The leaguer sucked in a deep breath and let out a very weak version of her canary cry.

Kila had initially tried to punish the backflip with an ironically named Superman punch. Though while he was in the air, the canary cry at this close of a range hit his senses hard. He crashed to his hands and knees, with a slight ringing in his hearing.

Dinah caught her breath after using her canary cry and steadied herself, with one eye on Kila. She went over to him and offered him a hand, helping him to stand up. Although still feeling dizzy, Kila managed to stand without wobbling.

“Very impressive Metamorph, I didn’t want to resort to this.” With her commendation on his efforts, his head motioned to the floor.

”I am...honored, Tenzi.”

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Arrow’s Team
Aleen’a or @baraquiel
Kassandra or @Mistress Dizzy
Felix or @Prints Avoid
Zatara or @Crimson Flame
Location | Happy Harbour}

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Kila paced off to the side, steadying his breathing. Whatever soreness that developed in his muscles briefly managed to dissipate for now. His eyes aimed to the two that needed separated. However, their encounter this time seemed much more sour. It was now, in the aftermath that their teachers had decided to come over to assess the damages. Both went their separate ways with each, a different member of their squad going to comfort them. Ultimately, it seemed fruitless when Talon was dismissed by Black Canary and Daphne ran off. Overall, this session did not go as smoothly as anyone assumed it would.

For the first team lead by Black Canary, training was over. For them, however, it continued, as they were given a break before their turn to spar came. That’s when he looked about to find the rest that were on the course with him. Kassandra was met with commendation from Green Arrow, and the Princess somehow ended up across the gap with Zachary already. Did the course continue for them still?

Kila supposed that they weren’t dismissed from the task necessarily, and it seemed confirmed when Zatara made a bridge of magical energy. Kila could have guessed that the magician could do something like that, but he wasn’t initially going to leave their chances of success to blind belief.

Before he could even walk in that direction, the voice of Gold Rush met his ear. The nickname stung his ear at this close of a range and his head whipped to Felix. Before he could correct him, the boy had given him commendation which caused Kila to sigh his frustration away. When mentioning the magical bridge making things easier in them, the maned youth shrugged.

”We couldn’t, and cannot in the future, base our plans around what we don’t know...Besides,” Kila paused, watching Viktor and Alisa walk off. ”Something tells me that they wouldn’t have freed him from the death grip before we did.”

Walking off towards the bridge, Zachary’s banter seemed to bother him less so in the moment. ”Enkosi...” Kila muttered, looking over his shoulder. Remembering the boldness that the timid girl of the sea displayed, Kila remained impressed. What was more, it would be a lie to dismiss that she lingered in his vision a little longer than it should have.

Trying to get his focus on something else, he quickly turned his head to the rest of the course. Finishing it given the current circumstances felt fruitless, but Kila wouldn’t let his other teammates efforts be for nothing. Thus, he walked across the bridge and started on a tire. Compared to what he had just done, this felt like nothing, and before long his tire was flipped.

Glancing at his teammates once more, he remembered Black Canary allowing them to get a break before their sparring sessions began. However, he wasn’t sure how long she would be around and he’d rather take the opportunity, while he could, to ask. Without wasting time, Kila started walking towards the clearing.

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Current Team
Casper or @Shard
Kassandra or @Mistress Dizzy
Daphne or @DreamingFlowers
Talon or @Courtaud
Location | Happy Harbour}

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Kila was on the ladder in wait for those of his squad to cross. Despite trying to keep cool outwardly, he was feeling himself get more tense as time ebbed forward. The other squad had more opportunity to simply beat them in both tasks and that wasn’t a good look. He didn’t want to get reprimanded in his first training session when the tasks given were so simple given their qualifications.

That was when he heard a boom from the top, unfortunately from the end of Black Canary’s team. Possibly Alisa using some robotic ability to get across. Though the body that flew above the pit briefly was not hers. Instead, it was the Talon boy from earlier. He did not have as graceful of a landing, not even makin it to the other side. He instead crashed into the wall of the pit and had to hold on for dear life.

Kila wondered what the hell happened for them to suddenly change the strategy they had been using. The only logical guess would be that the guy decided to go on his own terms. Regardless, he was in a difficult situation now. At first it may have seemed like something they could handle, just the two members of their squad who made it across to just pull him up.

Casper had attempted to do so, it appeared, with Daphne following in suit. Though it wasn’t long before Daphne cried out for help. Actually turning his head to get his first good look at the drop. From the looks of it, this would be no good for anyone if he were to fall down there. Kila was annoyed that the Talon boy literally didn’t look before he leapt as the saying went. That was when his eye caught the movement of Daphne’s hair.

A wave of the feeling from earlier swept over him...The strange primal urge swept through his system as Daphne’s power reacted out of distress again. Help Talon. It was a heavily conflicting feeling from when it was originally Daphne on the receiving end of Talon’s assault earlier. Kila felt conflict on whether or not he should actually aid them or not. That was when he heard the gasping of breath, looking to see that Daphne’s vines begun to constrict Talon’s neck.

In that moment, the decision made itself. He wouldn’t ignore the instinct this time, and thus Kila embraced it. Turning around on the bottom of the ladder, he pulled his feet up to shorten the extension of it. The end closer to their objective had been tugged back just enough to scape the dirt wall of the pit on the way down. Kila held tight to the top to keep it secure and prevent himself from free falling. Quickly shifting his eyes back down though, gravity was clearly weighing down on the falling edge and it started falling father. Kila shoved his legs into the rungs to extend the ladder again, stuffing the end into the corner of the pit.

When it seemed to be locked in its diagonal position, Kila dropped to the bottom from about halfway. He took a breath to alleviate some of the adrenaline in his system before continuing. While strong-arming the ladder’s position to aim to being right beside Talon’s position, he heard Kassandra’s voice.

Aiming his head up, he caught sight of Kassandra cutting the strangling hair. That was one problem in progress of being solved. He admired her initiative in not standing by to watch when things clearly hadn’t gone as planned.

In which case, when close enough, Kila climbed up the ladder as quickly as he could. With the group that held to Talon’s arms, Kila grabbed up his legs as he was stepping up. As he neared the top though, the ladder’s extension integrity began to weaken.

Thus, as the natural inclination was to hurry, he skipped a few rungs per step. It was when he was nearly to the top that he heard a click. Realizing what had happened, he jumped at the last second to launch himself the rest of the way with half of Talon’s body.

Kila managed to clear the jump just barely with Talon’s lower half as the ladder closed and fell the rest of the way down. With his lungs and heart rate catching up to the actions he had just performed, Kila stepped away from the group sitting on the ground.

Well...He had failed the challenge, miserably due to emotions within that felt foreign to him...but at the very least Talon would hopefully be alright. He’d accept the punishment for his deviance later.

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Arrow’s Team
Aleen’a or @baraquiel
Kassandra or @Mistress Dizzy
Felix or @Prints Avoid
Zatara or @Crimson Flame
Location | Happy Harbour}

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Kila watched the spirit boy as Viktor had thrown him across the gap. For whatever reason now, he did not feel the threatening pulse from earlier, despite now being much close to him. Otherwise, launching each other across was an interesting method, one that they could have similarly employed. Though, asking the Princess to throw them across was, for one, needlessly dangerous.

Secondly, it wouldn’t help her get across as her restriction limited her flight. One miscalculated gesture could send any one of them hurtling to the bottom of the pit, and in effect losing the challenge of the course.

Walking over to the ladder Zatara had reconstructed as Kila had tasked him with, he threw it over his shoulder. Bringing it to the gap, the young Vet pushed it out to full extension. Having the same length as the monkey bars, Kila laid it out across the gap. While it cleared from one end to the other perfectly, he extended his palm to the team.

”It is not fully stable to cross just yet. I am going to the center to hold it open from beneath. That way, you lot can walk across without a misstep compromising the bridge. Once across, I will follow.” Kila explained.

Now moving toward the edge, Kila took a breath. Going down on all fours to evenly distribute his weight, he crossed it like one would climb up the ladder vertically. Once at the center, where the extension point was, he went to the under side of the ladder extending his limbs on the bars. This was done to maintain the tension of the extension as well as use his weight to keep the ladder grounded.

While under there, he watched as Daphne flew over him and the pit. He growled a little under his breath, still insulted by their teachers’ decision.

”Go now!”

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Arrow’s Team
Aleen’a or @baraquiel
Kassandra or @Mistress Dizzy
Felix or @Prints Avoid
Zatara or @Crimson Flame
Location | Happy Harbour}

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Kila watched each of them as they followed, noting each of their particular ways of getting across. Which, they worked through it more regularly than he did, granted he was rushing to account for lost time. That was when he heard ‘Ja’ come from Felix’s mouth and Kila’s eyes narrowed. More recently he had been hearing his Amai’s nickname for him continue to spill from the mouth of more people. It irked him that someone else decided to start calling him that and somehow it started to catch on.

However, his reservations about the name could wait for another time. Instead, he turned his head to Kassandra as she complimented his agility. The boy shrugged, unsure as to how to respond at first. He hadn’t received many compliments on his skill before. ”It comes from much practice...but...thank you.” He responded quietly with a pause, eyeing Zach as he got across.

Unamused by the nickname about as much as he was by everything else the magician had displayed so far, Kila almost replied. However, Aleen’a’s phrase caught his attention. Turning around to actually look in the direction of the remaining obstacles, the Meta’s eyes narrowed.

As it seemed, because of the wait time that was required of the princess’ wall breaking feat, they decided they were taking too long. So instead of waiting and chastising them afterwards, they’d humiliate their efforts by not even allowing them to finish. However, given the Canary’s reputation, he felt he shouldn’t be surprised even if she had a friendship with his Amai.

”No, we should not, Princess.”

Focusing his efforts on what Zach had asked him, Kila pointed back to the monkey bars behind him. “You have magical power over objects...? Tell those bars to become an extension ladder and I’ll take care of this pit.”

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Current Team
Aleen’a or @baraquiel
Kassandra or @Mistress Dizzy
Felix or @Prints Avoid
Zatara or @Crimson Flame
Location | Happy Harbour}

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Kila’s arms crossed watching the Tamaranean dismantle the wall. As time ebbed on, the absurdly young veteran bounced on his feet. He seemed to have an anxious spirit within. Granted, it wouldn’t be a wrong guess to a certain extent. When obstacle courses, or really when tasks were assigned to his team in the past, laziness was not tolerated. Sluggishness was punished, deadlines were to be met. Missions had time frames to be completed in, even if one was doing something that was a lynchpin to success and waiting was part of it, the others had other tasks.

Standing here, though, with no task other than to do so, ate at Kila. His Amai said that these people of the Justice League were nothing like the BSF but he did not care to find out. He was at least trying to remember what his plan was before the strange power took control of him moments ago. Nothing he could recall ever threw him off that abruptly in his life. Regardless, it seemed to slowly come back, though he hadn’t quite remembered the specifics. Thus, once Aleen’a created the pathway and stepped through, Kila was right on her heels.

”Thank you, Princess.”

Once through and able to see the rest of the course, Kila felt better about their chances. Though, that’s when the corner of his vision caught sight of the other squad walking off. To think that they were still on the first obstacle while the other team had finished sparring made the pins that settled in his chest worse.

The monkey bars were simple and needed no description. Thus, Kila started from a jog that became a sprint. His hair briefly flew behind his head, eyes focused on the center prongs of the monkey bars. Once near to the pit, Kila jumped. Making it about halfway, he grabbed onto one of the middle bars. However, he didn’t wait long, using his momentum to his advantage swinging forward. His flight would have cleared the remaining amount of a gap, but he instead extended his leg in front of him. Timing his movement below the spaces between in each bar, he hooked his leg to the last prong and swung himself up to sit atop of it.

Pushing himself up to a balanced standing position he looked at the last bit of the course directly. Kila took particular note of the pit with seemingly no way across. While he gambled mentally about whether he could make the jump or not, he knew that would be of no use to his teammates. While he thought about how they all could get across, Kila looked down at the monkey bars he was standing on, tapping his foot against them. The Meta had an idea. Hopping down, he backed away from the ladder, watching their progress while approaching the next.

”Come on Speech Devil! I need you on this side.”

Young Justice

_{Interaction | The Current Team
Aleen’a or @baraquiel
Kassandra or @Mistress Dizzy
Felix or @Prints Avoid
Zatara or @Crimson Flame
Location | Happy Harbour}

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Kila was fully prepared to watch the session between Black Canary and the boy called Casper begin. However, as it seemed, his teachers had designated that his training would not focus on sparring at the moment to some of his disappointment. Still, the young warrior did not protest or bat an eye, walking with the group to the obstacle course location. Studying it briefly, he started formulating something of a strategy that would go along with each team member’s projected strengths. It didn’t take very long, and he was soon to verbalize his plan to the team.

At least he would have, if it weren’t for two things. Firstly, the stipulations, most of which didn’t surprise him until his own alias was called. One animal power for the course...? This was the yet another time that he heard of some lurking power within him related to animals. Looking down at his hands briefly, he opened and closed his fingers. His Amai told him that he had such power when he was young, connection to animals as she did...though, whatever happened when stolen away made it hide within.

Kila didn’t know how or what was required to access this power, but he couldn’t rely on potential. He was trained to work with what he had, and to do so with excellence. Thus, that’s what he would do. With resolve in mind, his mouth opened but a feeling inside silenced him. The feeling felt foreign, yet familiar. It was...a warning? He felt the need to look over his shoulder and back to the other group.

It was something dark that had momentarily happened. Which, made him look more directly at the boy called Casper again. But why? Was this that power that Amai referred to as hidden? It seemed rather random...though perhaps it felt the need to tell him that something was off about the spirit boy? He would think about this later, he supposed.

Looking back at the task he was supposed to be on, it seemed folks decided to go for their own ways to get passed the wall already. The Golden tried to climb, and it seemed he had potential but his technique was off. Meanwhile, the new arrival’s idea was simply to destroy the wall altogether. In most circumstances, the second wasn’t the best plan, but the wall’s tremble asserted that this circumstance wasn’t like most. The princess had remarkable strength to go along with her ability to fly. It made him wonder what else she could do.

When Mirage asked the reasonable question relating to simply going over the wall, the Zatara boy once again showed his simple minded attitude. Had this boy never been without magic? His arrogant attitude made Kila want to throw that punch that the high and mighty magician refused to train against. Right in his sneering smile.

Yet again his words were stolen from him. The strange feelings, he felt them again, tugging at him to move, but Kila kept in place. Instead, his eyes followed the direction and turned his head back over his shoulder. Again back to the group he wasn’t in. However this time, it was pulling his attention to Daphne.

She was sparring with Talon, but the air whispered of something being wrong. It wanted him to do something...to stop Talon. In which case, he found himself just watching it play out. All the while, the impulses seemed to get stronger. Clearly, the Talon boy was more experienced in battle and had the upper hand throughout most of it...Though, perhaps that was the problem? Kila wasn’t sure what he was feeling, it was as though the fury he had regarding Zatara had become something else. Something more primal.

Then Casper came over to comfort the girl in the aftermath and the feeling seemed to get worse...But why? Where was the threat? He blinked, stopping in his tracks as he had unconsciously took a step towards that way. His fists were balled, but he didn’t know when he had done that. Kila took a deep breath, sensing the brief tsunami of feeling pass. These impulses definitely must have had something to do with the power...but how did it relate to animals?

Calming himself down internally, the dark-skinned boy backtracked to his original group. Trying to push this strange episode to the back burner and focus on the task his group was given. Kila tried to remember what he was going to say, but ultimately it became more irrelevant as Aleen’a’s attack on the wall continued.

”The integrity of the wall has become compromised by the display of the Princess. Climbing would be more dangerous than effective now. As much as agreeing with this speech devil is against my nature, he is right. Allowing her to finish the job would be better for this task.” Kila expressed his thoughts to Mirage and Gold Rush.