CREDITS
Sci as the Shadow
Pikay as Batgirl
Beth as the Reformed Livewire
Becki as Supergirl
Mike as Spiderman
Josh Nolan as The Hulk
Nick as Batman
Josh Cochran as Captain America
Arrek as Superman
Vickie as Jean Grey
Brad as the Green Lantern
Sylvana as Xena
Emily as Ivy
AND INTRODUCING
Thayer as Aquaman
Sci stood at the front of the room, black fedora sheilding his eyes, and a red scarf hiding his lower features. Sharp eyes gazed about the room, taking in the players of this unfortunate tragedy.
The Prophetess sat primly, Her bat-like cowl hiding half her features, but her form was unmistakably feminine. She'd been the one to first learn of the tragedy, and so with eyes downcast, she sat awaiting the word on just what they would do about it.
The new girl, Beth, seemed made of pure electricity. She seemingly crackled where she sat in her corner, looking over the rest of the group.
Becki, lovely in her red mini-skirt and blue top, looked about the room curiously. She couldn't sit still - just too much was going on, and so she began flying around the room in laps.
Mike ducked upward against the ceiling from which he hung, nearly having been blindsided by herself. He sprayed a bit of spidersilk at her, slowing her down some before she turned and used laser beams from her eyes to cut the tether and continue her laps.
Nolan sat in his seat, watching it all disinterestedly. To anyone else, he looked like a normal man - but to this gathering, he looked dangerous. It was only a matter of time before the current circumstances caused him to lose reign on his temper and go berserk, muscles growing and green while he brought distruction. He knew this, and so kept his distance.
Well, tried to - but we'll get to her later.
Nick watched from another corner of the room, eyes gliding about the occupants from behind a dark cowl. His eyes fell briefly on Kristy, her cowl matching his in silent tribute to the man who'd won her. A slow smile drifted on his lips, quick to quench should any of the others look his way.
Cochran sat near the front, shield before him, dressed in the colours of the country he'd had to flee. Red White and Blue adorned, he sat with a stern look. He just KNEW one of those here had done the thing, and was just waiting to find out before he brought them to justice.
Arrek, as usual afraid of letting his secret slip, even if he WAS among all those who knew it, sat still, a pair of false glasses hiding his face while he hunched his shoulders shyly. He said nothing from where he sat, simply looking straight ahead, waiting for the meeting to begin.
Vickie idly floated above her seat, trying to read the minds of those present and divulge the secret without need of meeting. Once frustrated that the strength of mind of those around her would reveal nothing, she idly used her telekinetic powers to float the great desk at the front of the room in small circles. She. Was. Bored. With. All. Of. This. Why coudln't they just get on with it?
Brad sat greenclad in his chair, twisting the green ring on his finger. He had no words to say, no offer of advice.
Sylvana, unable to sit still, was pestering Nolan, trying to get him to open up. A sword lay across her back, and her leather clothing bespoke of ages long gone. When he wouldn't answer, trying to give her the cold shoulder. She decided it was enough. With a warrior cry, she flipped through the air to land in his lap. She put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. No matter how he tried, she would not let go. And so, with a sullen sigh, he waited. She'd have to get bored eventually - wouldn't she?
Emily smiled slow from where she was perched on a small column at the back of the room - watching the antics, and non-antics, of those teammates around her. She idly played with a long thin plant between her fingertips as she awaited a beginning.
Finally, Sci stood, black cloak billowing behind him of it's own volition. "I know it was one of you - for only a member of the Terra League could have access to such things."
"How do we know it wasn't yourself?" Sylvana shouted from where she was seated.
"Yes... how do we know?" Emily stated from her perch.
"Because, I am Sci - and I know everything."
Nick snorted.
"Anyhow, I just thought that I'd give the perpertrator a chance to come clean before their actions were brought to light." His eyes travelled across the room.
They landed, eventually, upon the final figure in the room, who stood tall and straight when the gaze fell upon him.
"Yes, it was myself." The blonde man, a suit of green fishscale-like material glistening in the overhead lights. "I am tired of all of you taking all the glory for everything. Without my kingdom for refuge, you would be NOTHING!"
Becki, stopped flying and landed by his side, "But Thayer -"
"Don't you 'But-Thayer' Me. Eyes all over Terra are turning uncomfortably toward Mendelliantis for help. We cannot possibly solve every problem to arise. This is over. All of it. Terra League will have to find a new refuge. If you do not, then more displays will be found, more than simply what has already been done." With that he stalked out of the room, with the sound of a splash following shortly thereafter.
And my creativity ran out.