I'm called Rip Hunter. That's not my name. No one knows my true name, and I won't even record it here. Too much is at stake, and if it means I die forgotten, then so be it
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'Desperate," says Hunter, adjusting quickly to the new situation. "Even with combined firepower, we're still facing an armada. And we don't know where Degaton himself is yet."
"Degaton will have free access to use this point to rewrite time with impunity. He's done so much damage to the time stream already, a victory here ... he'd practically be a god."
"Right. Not an option." Terrific hits the communicator. "Attention Justice Society. This is Mr. Terrific. Keep up the property damage, people. We need Degaton flushed out."
"He'll be expecting that, the entire armada is just a distraction so he can get all his enemies concentrated. We need to poke around quiet like with some of the people who can't punch a ship in two and figure out what his real plan is."
"I may be of some use, there," says Pariah, his voice a low undertow. "Once, I was cursed with the ability to sense great danger ... and in this place, it seems that ability has returned."
His eyes trail out to the stars, scanning the ships.
"And I can sense great danger. "The potential for worlds to end."
"And I told myself to find Rip Hunter so maybe I'm able to help too." Whatever Rose did helped her brain but there's still the unsettling amount of knowlege she gained.
Hunter's gaze lingers on Gemma for a moment before he answers Hourman, and something ... triumph? ... lingers across his eyes, but he quickly snaps back into the situation.
"Tyler, for now, go out against the armada. We need every bit of firepower available out there. But when the time comes, I'm going to need you back here."
His eyes flick again to Gemma.
"I'll need you, Ms. Marsters and Ms. Hunkel. But not until we know what cards Degaton's still holding."
"Me?" Maxine said, eyes wide. "I'm not a time master or a mage or whatever hoodoo is being used. I just make wind. Which, as you know, is at a premium in, you know, SPACE!"
"You've got a role in all this, Maxine," says Hunter, cryptically. "There were reasons I switched you for your counterpart, and not just to save her life."
Mr. Terrific emerges from the light at Rip Hunter's side.
"You must be Hunter," he says. "What's the situation?"
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His eyes trail out to the stars, scanning the ships.
"And I can sense great danger. "The potential for worlds to end."
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"Tyler, for now, go out against the armada. We need every bit of firepower available out there. But when the time comes, I'm going to need you back here."
His eyes flick again to Gemma.
"I'll need you, Ms. Marsters and Ms. Hunkel. But not until we know what cards Degaton's still holding."
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Instead, he listens to Mr. Terrific and Rip Hunter speak, trying to ponder what to do.
"What do we know about this 'Witch Queen?' She had some control over the Dr. Fate of the 40s."
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