dc_legacies | While You Were Out

A loud screeching noise can be heard coming from the landing bay. That could only mean one thing. He had finally got the Baby Box to work again, and Gold Sentinel was in the hangar of the Watchtower.

"Sir! We've arrived! Finally"
"Scooter, I'm surprised it got enough energy for this jump. We finally got half those riots under control. Thank God for the Titans, JSA, the GG and Big Science Action."
"Riot control is hard, sir. I'm just happy Shazam and Green Lantern were available to help manage the eastern seabord."

Alas, the skies turning green can cause panic. And while the YJLA was dealing with the problem, the other teams and their two teammates, Gold Sentinel and Scooter, were stranded on Earth trying to keep people calm. GS had settled for setting his Centrifuge Beam to "super dizzy" and making people be too concerned they were going to ralph to keep stealing televisions, canned food and water.

Why were they stealing televisions? Did they expect MTV and The Office to outlive the Earth? These questions and others baffled Gold Sentinel, but not all was lost. Or at least, he hoped.

"Hey! YJLA! Anybody home?"

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"Here." He hands her the silver costume he brought. "It'll protect you and sync up with my armor. Put it on and... you showed me the colors. I'm going to show you the stars."

Ok that? That was smooth. She grinned and in an instant was in the suit, already having had time to check and recheck it.

"Not exactly what I'm used to." It was bulky and lose, for someone more used to wearing a second skin this felt awkward and clumsy. But he'd held on for her trip, she would be more than happy to give him his shot.

"Activating black nanites." The suit tightens to be a little closer to her second skin she's used to. It's purely the flight system; the weapon systems burnt off on the Silver Sentinel suit on it's first run. "Scooter, we won't be gone long."

"Okay sir." The little robot mutters as Scott and Genna shoot into the air. Not too fast, close to about Mach 3. "Now hold on. The visor is actually transmitting my words into your skull so we don't outrun the soundwaves. And don't let go of me once we breach the atmosphere. Without the valorium's natural forcefield, you'd have about three minutes of air left in your suit before you suffocate."

An audible pop was heard. No, not a pop. Half a pop. The other half was lost to the void of space.

"Welcome to the quietest place ever. Right above the layer of most of the satellites, and five hours away from the Watchtower."

And he was enjoying standing there, holding her, watching the planet slowly turn.

"Oh, ok this is better." Still, her ass had to look enormous in this thing. Oh well, forsake fashion for safety in this case.

She blinked when she realized she wasn't hearing him as she normally would. Told you he'd get in your head Shut up! She mentally chastised the snickering in her. "Hang on, got it."

Not like she had plans of letting go, flight wasn't her thing but the speed was at least comfortable. She could keep up with him all day if he wanted to--

"...Whoa."

Her silence was accompanied by wide eyes looking around her and finally down at the Earth. Able to see it rotating from her vantage point. "This is... wow."

If she seemed a little in awe, that was about right. She was holding on to him but moment by moment stretching that connection. Moving until there was just the most tenuous connection between them. She loved the idea of being on that edge.

He kept holding onto her by just a fingertip until he started to feel his armor heat up. Dammit, we went too long. Twenty minutes of expanding the forcefield that far would make the mesh start to heat up. He spun to grab her hand and put his arm around her, and the armor began to cool. "Care to dance among the stars?"

She spun back, gracefully turning until her chest came to rest against his, and he saw the biggest grin on her face.

"That's...one verb."

Sure, she would dance with him, but her adrenaline was running high there was no doubt about it.

"Yes it is. I could think of a few more." He knows she's fast enough even in space that if she wants to dodge this, she could. But he goes in for a light kiss, and is willing to see her reaction.

Dodge? Nope.

Light kiss? Also nope.

You got her out here buddy, you'll have to deal with the consequences. Those consequences in this case being a rather heated and long, drawn out kiss.

Just don't be offended if she doesn't close her eyes, she's still taking in the sights.

He doesn't either. Space kisses are good for that. Under their combined forcefields, space is no issue.

"So," he begins to ask once he comes up for air. "What time do I need to get you home?"

"What? You mean like a curfew? After saving the world? I kinda get a pass on account of the whole thing."

Genna snickered, her parents were pretty relaxed on the whole thing anyway. She could just text them and let them know she was out. They'd be fine with it.

"What about you? Aren't you like a thousand years early for yours or something?"

"Five hundred and forty seven years early. So you have that long til I'm due home." He smiles at her, smirking. "Unless you want to head in early, that is."

Eh, it's a long shot. Hell, most of him wants to savor it, to go slow. But forget going slow.

"Not quite ready to call it a night, but just how long do these suits give us? I'd rather not end the night on a bad note by becoming space debris."

Slow? That's a dirty four letter word there. Genna can't stand to live slow if she can help it.

"Well, we should get back planet side. These suits can keep me going for a few weeks, but together, it's draining battery fast." He pulls her down with him slowly until they re-enter the high atmosphere, only a few yards beneath them.

And once they're in, he grabs onto her and shuts off the propulsion for the flight systems. And they're not turning back on until two hundred feet above the ground to slow their decent. His favorite way down. Let's see how she handles that.

It was cliche sure, but when he killed those engines and they went into free fall she let out a whoop and a yell like Slim Pickins riding the bomb down in Dr. Strangelove.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeehhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

She was grinning like a maniac and laughing all the way to the ceiling when the system kicked back in and they slowed to a safe landing speed.

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