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He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Crystal blinked and they were all back at HQ. Her anger was slowly being replaced with nervousness as it became harder for her to remember what she had done. But that just made her mad so it was just an endless cycle of nervousness, anger, and forgetting. The scarred woman glanced towards Chiron then down at her bloodied self. "I'm not harmed," she grumbled in reply. Slowly, the dried and wet blood on her skin and the blood soaked into her clothes transformed into deep red garnets that simply disappeared, only able to glitter for a second.

Juliettee hugged her arms to her chest, folding her wings closer to her back as they were teleported to HQ. She wondered who was going to deal with the mess and how.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace laid his head on his crossed arms. "I wasn't freaking out, per say," he mumbled. "I was just...surprised to see the jacka*s." That was a lie, he had been freaking out but only a little. Somewhat of a little. The ginger lifted his head to adjust his askewed sunglasses. He hated hot weather and being in the sun, which was practically to opposite of Lacy. He preferred to be in cold weather, surrounded by snow at night. Like in Moscow or somewhere like it.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Juliettee looked towards her boyfriend, pursing her lips at his answer. She opened her mouth to answer his English question but was cut off by Bluebird. She frowned at the woman calling Whirlwind a 'baby'. Her gold and green eyes shifted over to the lesbians.

Crystal let out a long, exasperated sigh. "I hope Alex isn't back from his trip," she thought aloud, speaking under her breath. "He's going to kill me." It was hard to tell whether or not she actually meant it, but if anyone knew the dragon man then they would know he wasn't too kind to Crystal when she did stupid stuff. Crystal saw no point in trying to run any longer as well. It's not like she could geo-leap at that moment.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace frowned. He put his phone away then looked at her with his arms crossed on the table. "I will continue to refuse to acknowledge what you are talking about, but if it makes you feel better: yes, I've cooled down," he spoke quickly, giving a sarcastic smile that quickly dropped. Ace huffed out a breathe, blowing his bangs away from his sunglasses. "I'd appreciate if you didn't treat me like a child," he stated more calmly.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Juliettee huffed, crossing her arms. She turned her head when Whirlwind appeared, her beyond irritated features not changing. "Qu'allons-nous faire à leur sujet?" She spat out, her true French accent coming out sounding crisp and quick.

Crystal shot a glare towards Bluebird. Sure she was angry, but she wasn't stupid enough to fight her old mentor. The scarred woman helped her girlfriend to her feet, giving her a sympathic look, before turning her head back towards the others. Sadly, she didn't know French but she could guess what the angel said.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Juliettee snapped her head towards Waiola, her eyes burning brightly. "Quiet!" She shouted in a loud and commanding voice, maybe even more so than Bluebird's. The angel dropped her hands to her sides. "Both of you are at fault here, and I certainly believe that punishment is essential, but you are both beings that typical humans will not be able to comprehend. So, if you want to go to jail so badly, then just be patient and your wish will come true."

Crystal generally didn't liked to be held, especially by a male, but she was going to have to tough it through for the moment. She watched the world blurr past them before he stopped running. Once as she saw Waiola, she leapt out of WW's arms and skidded over to her.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace glanced up at her, eyebrows raising, before he looked back down at his phone. "I have no idea what your talking about," he grumbled stubbornly. He slurped up the last of his green slushie then tossed the cup into the nearest trash can without looking, and making the shot.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace has settled himself at the closest snack bar, sitting underneath the complete shade of an umbrella while sipping on a green slushie. He had exchanged his goggles for the dark, thick lensed sunglasses at some point. He looked up to see Senna dashing out of the bushes. He didn't raised his hand to wave towards because he thought that it would be pointless; Senna would just find him either way. So, he sat with his slushie and scrolled through whatever he was doing on his phone.

Lacy's grin turned to a simple, happy and content smile. Her eyes closed for one moment as Dick kissed her forehead. She looked back up at him and her grin returned. "Lead the way, my handsome tempter," the snake woman cooed, winking at him as she spoke.

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Crystal's heavy breathing increased. Suddenly, she threw the bottle at him with tremendous force, not caring whether or not it hit him; regardless, it was going to hit something. That's the moment when the scarred woman looked exhausted, because she was. Her head was pounding and her mind felt like it was swimming through cobwebs. "Fine," she growled through clenched teeth. "But you're going to have to carry me there, my powers aren't working."

Juliettee kept her ground, barely moving an inch as Waiola threatened her. Her features were cold and set like stone, eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed. The only reason she moved was to gasp and cover her mouth in surprise as Bluebird punched the other across the jaw. "There is no need for any more violence or shouting. Someone could he-" She was cut short when she heard some policemen and their dogs heading towards them. "Oh great," the angel sighed in exasperation. She then held up her hand towards the entrance of where they were and the direct opposite way. Her eyes glowed white, while she spoke a soft prayer in her Angelic language, as the policemen and dogs stopped at where they were. But they didn't react. One called that they was nothing there and carried on.

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

Ace traveled back to place with the beach view homes and tourists. He realized how ridiculous he can act but he was too stubborn to ever admit it. Where's the fun in letting people win?
The man's eyes widened slightly at the sight of the sharp talons. He gulped then thought 'f*ck it', if he didn't die at the short girl's hand then it would surely be by his boss's. "I told you all I know. Honest," he said quickly. "But I do have a question...Is your 'partner' a girl or a boy?"

Lacy rose out of the water, ringing out her long hair. "I let you win, you cheeky b*stard," she laughed, walking over to him with her hands on her hips. "And I want to see you try swimming as fast as I can with the extravagant chest that I posses." She grinned, crossing her arms.