It's a Late Night at the GCPD Homicide Division
One thing he has never been very fond of, is the beauracracy that is so pervasive in Human culture. The copious reports he must generate every time he performs any deed or service could be described, at best, as a burden. It is not made any better by his personal need to spare his partner as much of this work as possible, allowing the man's children and wife to see him from time to time. Fortunately for J'onn, his Martian constitution greatly reduces the need for sleep compared to his Human colleagues, so he is able to use some of his other talents to speed the process while working late at night.
It is while swiming amidst this sea of endless paperwork that J'onn is suddenly overwhelmed by what he can only describe as a sense of great...curiosity. Never has he felt such an unusual force of psychic energy...and rarely has he seen a force of such power. At once J'onn is both awed and mystified, knowing full well the vulnerability most of the people on this planet have to telepathic force.
It is within moments that he realizes the force he is perceiving appears to turn it's notice to him. He cannot determine if the source of this energy is hostile or friendly, but his instincts tell him he should be cautious. With great trepidition he reaches out with his awareness and attempt to make contact...and contact it he does.
J'onn is suddenly slammed backward by the sheer force of the psychic energy that attempts to feed itself back into his mind. If not for the rigorous psychic defenses J'onn builds each day, the entity would certainly have inviaded his mind. To what end he is not certain, but he does know one thing...
...his friends in the JLA will want to know about this.
It is while swiming amidst this sea of endless paperwork that J'onn is suddenly overwhelmed by what he can only describe as a sense of great...curiosity. Never has he felt such an unusual force of psychic energy...and rarely has he seen a force of such power. At once J'onn is both awed and mystified, knowing full well the vulnerability most of the people on this planet have to telepathic force.
It is within moments that he realizes the force he is perceiving appears to turn it's notice to him. He cannot determine if the source of this energy is hostile or friendly, but his instincts tell him he should be cautious. With great trepidition he reaches out with his awareness and attempt to make contact...and contact it he does.
J'onn is suddenly slammed backward by the sheer force of the psychic energy that attempts to feed itself back into his mind. If not for the rigorous psychic defenses J'onn builds each day, the entity would certainly have inviaded his mind. To what end he is not certain, but he does know one thing...
...his friends in the JLA will want to know about this.