Superboy is grabbing on to Donna, everyone else piling on. They had to stop her, they had to find out what she knew about the others. Then, a flash of bright light, and he's up in the air over some small town. He fell to the ground with a loud 'thud', and picked himself up, looking around. "... The fuck?!" He said, confused as all hell. Where was he? Where was everyone else? Where was Donna?
'Great work Patton. second mission as team leader, and you might have gotten everyone teleported all over the place, or worse.' He thought at himself, which got him kind of worked up, but he quickly cot a hold of himself. He was going to figure this out, he was going to find everyone ... he just doesn't exactly know how yet. His thoughts are interrupted by a scream, as curious people had come out of buildings to see what had happened, run away as soon as they see him. That was ... weird
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Conner hears jet engines, and smells the burning fuel, so he flies up above the town to try and see what was coming. It was the T-jet alright, no mistaking that, but it looks different. More worn, and a few other weird things, but he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Finally something familiar, maybe he could figure out what in the hell is going on. Then he saw Supergirl flying along side the T-jet, and she looked all sorts of pissed. Okaaaay, little weirdness there.
"Hey what's goin-" His sentence gets cut short when Supergirl smashes straight into him at ... looked like Mach 2. He's more surprised than hurt, but the hit's still enough to stun him. He feels the angle change, Supergirl adjusting her course, and then he's getting plowed into the ground by her fists.
A quick burst of heat vision to stun her, and a solid right hook should knock her back. "Okay, what the hell?!?" He shouts, annoyed at the constant stream of WTF coming at him today.
Cissie groans as consciousness floods back into her. The first thing she notices is the pounding headache that only gets worse as she tries to open her eyes. She closes them again quickly and starts to take stock. Nothing seems to be broken, and the worst pain seems to be coming from her head. She is able to move her arm enough to reach up and feel a bandage wrapped around part of her skull. She listens for a moment and hears mostly nothing. Not a hospital then, no beeping. Also, while it doesn't feel like she is wearing the same outfit she had been at Titan's Tower, it doesn't feel like a flimsy gown either
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"Well, look who's awake," not-Bonnie-slash-Bonnie says in a friendly tone, apparently ignoring the confusion on Cissie's face. "You had me and the hubby worried, young lady."
She carries the tray into the room, kicking the door partially closed behind her, and approaches the bed not unlike how someone would approach a strange but probably-domesticated animal.
"I suppose I ought to start with the usual questions, like if you remember what your name is, and the year," she says in the same friendly tone, but there's something beyond that in her eyes. They're not hard and suspicious; though something like that lurks there, along with something that looks like...
Well that settles that. This can't be Bonnie. Not unless that blow to the head was a lot worse than she thought, and Cissie has lost months instead of hours. Bonnie never remarried after her dad... she still thinks Bowstring Jones as her dad... after he died.
Still, the resemblance is uncanny. Twins... or... what was that explosion? Her memory is still pretty hazy. Where IS she?
The woman is still standing there, and Cissie guesses she better give some answer, if only so it doesn't look like she's suffering from brain damage.
"I... I'm Cissie. As far as I know it's 2011.
...Listen... you look really familiar. Would you mind telling me where I am?"
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'Great work Patton. second mission as team leader, and you might have gotten everyone teleported all over the place, or worse.' He thought at himself, which got him kind of worked up, but he quickly cot a hold of himself. He was going to figure this out, he was going to find everyone ... he just doesn't exactly know how yet. His thoughts are interrupted by a scream, as curious people had come out of buildings to see what had happened, run away as soon as they see him. That was ... weird ( ... )
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"Hey what's goin-" His sentence gets cut short when Supergirl smashes straight into him at ... looked like Mach 2. He's more surprised than hurt, but the hit's still enough to stun him. He feels the angle change, Supergirl adjusting her course, and then he's getting plowed into the ground by her fists.
A quick burst of heat vision to stun her, and a solid right hook should knock her back. "Okay, what the hell?!?" He shouts, annoyed at the constant stream of WTF coming at him today.
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She carries the tray into the room, kicking the door partially closed behind her, and approaches the bed not unlike how someone would approach a strange but probably-domesticated animal.
"I suppose I ought to start with the usual questions, like if you remember what your name is, and the year," she says in the same friendly tone, but there's something beyond that in her eyes. They're not hard and suspicious; though something like that lurks there, along with something that looks like...
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Still, the resemblance is uncanny. Twins... or... what was that explosion? Her memory is still pretty hazy. Where IS she?
The woman is still standing there, and Cissie guesses she better give some answer, if only so it doesn't look like she's suffering from brain damage.
"I... I'm Cissie. As far as I know it's 2011.
...Listen... you look really familiar. Would you mind telling me where I am?"
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