Just another day... workin' with the JSA. (open to any and all JSA'ers)
Since being invited to join the Justice Society, Maxine "Cyclone" Hunkel had mostly kept to herself. Tried to be quiet, blend in with her surroundings, and not get into trouble. It wasn't that she wasn't confident in her abilities (she was at first, granted, but had been getting much better), but more that she still felt that she didn't deserve to even be in the same ROOM as these legendary heroes, no less be considered their peer.
Still, as she puttered aimlessly around the Brownstone, she couldn't help but smile to herself, and think about how lucky she was. She was working with her idols, helping them to make the world a better place. She'd actually become best friends with Stargirl, who was her absolute HERO, and was learning from Mr. Terrific, who, in Maxine's mind, couldn't have a more fitting codename.
Her training session for the day had gone well... far better than even she had expected. She felt, finally, that she was gaining real, strong control over her powers. Maybe one day soon... she'd be able to prove herself. Not to her teammates: they already seemed to accept her just fine. No... maybe soon, she could prove herself... to herself.
Grabbing a book off the shelf (she really didn't even bother to see what it was, she was just zoning a bit), she plopped herself down on a sofa, curling her legs underneath her.
Still, as she puttered aimlessly around the Brownstone, she couldn't help but smile to herself, and think about how lucky she was. She was working with her idols, helping them to make the world a better place. She'd actually become best friends with Stargirl, who was her absolute HERO, and was learning from Mr. Terrific, who, in Maxine's mind, couldn't have a more fitting codename.
Her training session for the day had gone well... far better than even she had expected. She felt, finally, that she was gaining real, strong control over her powers. Maybe one day soon... she'd be able to prove herself. Not to her teammates: they already seemed to accept her just fine. No... maybe soon, she could prove herself... to herself.
Grabbing a book off the shelf (she really didn't even bother to see what it was, she was just zoning a bit), she plopped herself down on a sofa, curling her legs underneath her.