JSA Brownstone

[jla_goldenage]

While the team is away, other members of the JSA have remained behind. One in particular received a visitor who has a "rotating" sort of admission.

And he's not happy at the moment.

"Do you know...no. That's a stupid question. I know you do. But you want to tell me one good reason why there's been no change yet

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[jsaboss]

Terry Sloan stands alone in his holding area, a piece of chalk in his hand and covering the wall with scribbles, diagrams, and formula.

"You two shouldn't bother being quiet. Alan, you tend to crackle when powered up. And your guest is...strangely heavy." He turns to face them, taken by slight surprise.

"....Rex?"

[jla_goldenage]

"It's true then." The elder Hourman moves forward, the recent events having dulled his senses. "I don't...you. I don't know. I don't care. You're you. Again." Rex squints some, taking a better look at his teammate.

"I've got a long story with Black Adam, a robot, and an hour in time for my explanation. How's about you?"

[jsaboss]

"A Lazarus Pit, some foolishness with Roger Romaine, and the rest is under a political dogpile. But you're with the Old Power here, so obviously you've something that you want." Sloan places down his chalk before pulling a chair up.

"Gentlemen, what may I do for you?"

[lanterns_light]

"Not for us," answers Alan, absorbing that response Terry just gave to Rex, "but rather for someone else. Someone who's never hurt you and who needs your assistance."

[jsaboss]

"Explain." Sloan's voice is terse, waiting for a deeper word from Scott.

[lanterns_light]

Alan looks at Rex briefly before allowing in a slow, careful tone, "Rex's son has been badly injured. He needs expert help to live, and...with your revelation, Rick's condition was set aside."

The old man rarely sounds bitter, but he does right now, bitter and self-recriminating.

[jsaboss]

"The present Hourman, you mean." He folds hands under his chin. "Tell me what you know of it. Don't leave out any details. Or barring that, does he have a chart?"

[lanterns_light]

"Of course," answers Alan with another glance at Rick's father, before he gives a detained and somewhat clinical description of the new Hourman's condition.