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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?"

Date: 2011-10-05 09:08 pm (UTC)
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The smell was what she noticed first, it was like walking headlong into a wall of pure delicious. How had she never heard of this little hole int he wall before?

"Yeah, you're hot too." She snickered knowing full well he'd meant the plate, but hey, she knew she was cute. She was also a horrible flirt, blame her mother.

Genna kept it only slightly faster than normal human speed, but her plate was piled full shortly. A huge pile of assorted food that would terrify most women let alone figure conscious teen girls. But Genna had no problem eating all she wanted, in fact not eating tended to be the issue for her. She had to have fuel in the tank to keep her going after all. Swift as her name implied she found herself a seat in a booth and waited for him to join her before she started eating. Except for a snap pea, but that wasn't really eating right? Just munching.

Date: 2011-10-06 05:34 am (UTC)
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Genna gladly accepted the drink and sipped it. She was ravenous but there were social conventions to observe, Mother had made her very much aware of that. It was why she tended to eat at home so much, she could do so at her own speed. In public things were different, she had to keep the speed, if not the portions, fairly normal.

"Occupational hazard, what's your excuse?" She gestured with the blunt end of her fork to his plate. It was actually kind of impressive to her though.

Date: 2011-10-06 05:49 am (UTC)
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"So 'think fast' is a literal thing for you." She liked that, that meant he could understand what it was like in her head half the time. He went on but her mind was still buzzing and she leaned in between bites to ask him a question quietly.

"Does the rest of the world seem to creep by for you? Like you have to wait an eternity for it to catch up with what you already know?"

Date: 2011-10-06 06:03 am (UTC)
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"I know! I hate it, I feel," And she blushed, because she often felt guilty for even thinking this way. "It's like I'm the only normal person in a room full of mentally challenged people and I con only finish when they do. I mean I know some bright people but they take forever to figure things out."

She leaned back, never having talked with anyone but her dad about this before. "It's like this story my Dad had me read, it was called...I think Harrison Bergeron or something. Anyway it was about this one guy who was exceptional, but the world wanted everyone to be equal so they made him wear a mask and wear these weights to slow him down so he was as slow as everyone else to be 'fair.'"

She stabbed a piece of chicken and looked up at him, a little guiltily. "Somedays I really don't want to be fair. I want to just run out the door and not stop, and go as fast as I can until I can't run anymore."

Date: 2011-10-07 12:53 am (UTC)
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All and all fair wasn't a bad way to be most of the time, but she really thrilled to the idea he suggested and that bit of Chaos began twisting and turning inside her looking to break free again. Oh he could be such fun, and such bad news for her.

"So, what do you say after we eat, we impress each other with just how unfair we can be?" She could run him into the dust, but he had his own tricks up those shiny sleeves of his.

Date: 2011-10-07 01:06 am (UTC)
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"Oh you're on, future boy."

That grin, that should be illegal. She packed away her meal now that she had a real reason to get it out of the way. Still not at top speed but anyone watching her would have noticed things were not entirely normal. At one point she seemed to flicker, it was just an instant but he'd notice his glass was refilled as was her's and she'd hit the dessert table.

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