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Alright!

I mean, oh god. There goes the neighbourhood. ;)

Yeah yeah, keep talking Queen. I'm sure you've screwed things up enough here, I might as well at least try and help now.

Screwed things...!

Look, Hall, I helped build this place! You don't get to stare down your beak at me, with you waltzing in now that the hard work's done.

Hi Dad!

Hey kid.

About damn time, Hall.

*g*

So I'm a little late. I was busy.

Yeah, getting your partner killed. Nice one.

Is she back yet or what?

Hey, ya just missed Batson ;)

You have been warned.

fangirluprising is coming for you.

Yeah, yeah. Why does this not surprise me?

Hey? I'm trying to warn you here. I had naught to do with this.

Suuuure you didn't.

*fangirls*

SQUEEEEEEEEEE!

-flies in, lands daintily-

By the order of the

sages_of_chaos Fangirl Upsrising, ye are bein' fangirled!

-glomps Carter- No man can escape the call of Siryn!

*draws mace*

Oh, I'm not going to /kill/ anyone.

The JSA has bylaws against anything beyond reasonable maiming.

Ye know who I am, mister? I can sing that mace into shards, if ye swing. Now take your glomping like a man!

You can try. Better than you have tried.

And if I've told the goddess, I'll certainly tell you. I get glomped by one woman, and one woman only.

*Hides in a corner and when Kali and song_of_erin are distracting him, runs in and hugs him around the waist, squeals, and runs away*

I'm sorry! Kali needed help! :p

And you!

You know you're only encouraging these kids by resisting them so vehemently. You secretly enjoy this, don't you?

(I am having far too much fun. Blame Kali, she dragged me in.)

((OOC: OMG you are evil. I cannot stop laughing.))

((This was a good idea, no? :p))

((*dies* Speechless right now...attack him again!))

We can't apologize while attacking, darling, otherwise we'll get the reputation as the politest army in the history of warfare.

We need to be resolute, majestic, and strong in our fangirling. We do not need to justify!

*-Falls over-*

Why not be the politest army? No one wants to be polite about getting attacked... Might deter them from defending. :p

Did I break you, or are you laughing? MEDIC!

*takes out smelling salts*

You broke me.

My mun is laughing.

Buck up, lass. To battle! The blacks and tans!

Er...that being Black and Tans. You'd never know I was Irish, would ye?

*Grin*

*Attempts to glomp him again*

...no, no you can't. That mace is made of a metal that has properties that I don't think even Carter here knows the full extent of. Sorry, Siryn, that mace has literally been to hell and back. You could no sooner sing it to shards than you could sing the Claw of Horus to shards.

Going up against impossible odds is what I do. I may not be able to break his mace, but I can knock him out with a few bars of Ella Fitzgerald.

-coughs-

~~I see. Carry on.~~

-whispers while they are all preoccupied with Hawkman-

Anyone else we can distract them with? What about Hector, or Mr. Queen?

*also whispering*

Nightwing? Oracle could probably take on a hoard of fangirls without so much as breaking a sweat. Ollie's a good choice, but let Hector off the hook, his wife just came back from... whatever she was... and left him.

And... leave Blue Beetle far out of this.

-obviously still whispering-

Nightwing's a fine looking one, he is. We'll leave Hector be for now. What about Booster, or Connor? Connor's suited, because he won't panic. Or Kon?

(SOO doing this. So doing this.)

*whispering until her typist says she's not*

Booster Gold would enjoy it entirely too much. We don't want to encourage them. I say we send their heaviest hitters after John Constantine by telling them that he really does look like Keanu Reeves. They won't stand a chance.

....

We only go after them if they're on the hitlist. *Takes a drink from her soda bottle sitting nearby*